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Linno wanted to turn around and leave,
But as a person who was slightly obsessed with cleanliness,
He was a little dissatisfied with the fact that his bed had been dirtied,
He couldn't help but take a second look. He accidentally saw that Fang Tuo was holding a very familiar jade slip in his hand.
He thought for a while before he remembered what it was.
The first time he met Fang Tuo was to break off the engagement. In fact, he had also received a system quest,
To give him his first golden finger,
Which was this jade slip.
In the original work, this jade slip was also given to Fang Tuo by the original owner.
However, after forcefully breaking off the engagement, in order to let him see the distance between himself and Lin Ling-er,
The insulting trash that was thrown to him. But the basic cultivation method that the author had arranged for the male lead,
How could it really be trash. Therefore, the male lead began to come into contact with the cultivation world and slowly began to rise.
Linno was not the original owner. He was not an arrogant person,
Not to mention that he was facing the male lead who would sweep through the world in the future? However, he did not have any intention of pleasing him. He casually gave the jade slip to him.
Linno felt very disgusted to let Fang Tuo die holding the thing he gave him,
So he took out the jade slip.
However, as soon as his hand touched the jade slip, a passage of words appeared.
He did not raise his head,
There was no signature,
He just used a flat tone to tell him,
The iron plate on his neck was actually a spatial artifact. Some of the elixirs inside could be used to refine the bone changing pill, which was good for his injuries, so don't sell it casually; the map hidden in the black box was a secret realm in the endless sea. It was said that there was a life-prolonging fruit there, but it was dangerous and mysterious inside, so don't try it if you're not confident; there would be an auction in three years at the Bay Pavilion, and the spirit stones he had saved should be able to buy a providence pill. Don't forget to go and take a look; the spiritual milk in the purple gourd could restore all the spirit qi in the body with a sip. When he fought with others in the future, he would not be afraid of running out of spirit qi. The place where he took the spiritual milk could gather a gourd every three hundred years...
Linno did not finish reading. With a slight force on his fingertips, the jade slip turned into powder and scattered with a wave of his hand.
Then, he sneered.
He had never understood why Fang Tuo would do such a thing to him. The Fang Tuo he knew from the novel was not casual when it came to the matters between men and women. Although he was clear about gratitude and grudges, he would never repay the kindness with his own body no matter how great it was. Even if he was injured because of him, Fang Tuo should not have gone to that extent. From the looks of it, although he didn't know the reason, Fang Tuo might like him.
But so what if she liked him? Just because you like someone, you can disregard the wishes of others and do whatever you want?
Perhaps at the beginning, he was unconscious, and Fang Tuo could not ask for his opinion. But later on, when he woke up, he remembered very clearly that Fang Tuo had never explained anything to him, and had never asked him if he was willing or not. No matter how much he resisted, she never stopped assaulting him.
Linno sneered. This kind of love without any respect, was it worthy of being called love?
He and Fang Tuo had only met a few times, and had not spoken more than ten sentences. He knew very well that he did not love Fang Tuo, and disdained Fang Tuo's so-called love for him.
Linno did not take his spatial artifact, nor did he leave. He sat down on the ground and began to drink jar after jar of wine, waiting for Fang Tuo to stop breathing so that he could get him out of his room.
He did not want to save him, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't. Fang Tuo's injuries were even more serious than his. It was already a miracle that he was still breathing.
The number of wine jars on the ground gradually increased, but Fang Tuo was still not dead. Instead, a special aura spread out from his body.
The drunk Linno felt the pull of the aura, turned his head, and sneered. Should I say, as expected of the male lead? For a genuine Lin family member with the Phoenix bloodline like them, it would take tens of thousands of years for one to have the potential of Nirvana to appear. But the male lead, after absorbing half of his Nirvana power, actually began to rise from the ashes.
But that was it. Not to mention that it was only half of the Nirvana power, Fang Tuo did not have the Phoenix bloodline in his body. The Nirvana power was like water without a source, a tree without roots. It was possible to rise from the ashes, but it was impossible to rise from the ashes.
Linno glanced at it, then turned his head and continued to drink his wine. However, the Nirvana power in his body began to stir, echoing with the two on Fang Tuo's body, as if it was about to break out of his body. It was the same for Fang Tuo's body. It seemed that as long as he beckoned with his finger, it would fly back to his body.
Linno, who was originally just watching from the sidelines, was faced with a choice: either call back the Nirvana power in Fang Tuo's body, Fang Tuo would inevitably die, but he might be able to completely heal the injuries on his body. Or, he could sacrifice himself and help Fang Tuo rise from the ashes and save his life. Or, he could just watch and let the one who deserved to die die, and the one who deserved to be injured be injured.
Linno gulped down his wine, a little regretful that he didn't just leave. Suddenly, he felt that the dying Fang Tuo sitting on the ground was such an eyesore.
Now, a hundred years had passed since that incident. Although he still felt uncomfortable with Fang Tuo, his killing intent had long since disappeared.
It was true that Fang Tuo had used a priceless panacea to freeze his injuries. It was true that Fang Tuo had been running around looking for panacea for hundreds of years. It was true that his lifespan was about to end, but Fang Tuo had no choice but to sacrifice hundreds of years of cultivation to extend his lifespan, heal his injuries, and raise his realm … Linno was proud by nature. He could hate Fang Tuo and hate him, but he wouldn't deny the price that Fang Tuo had paid for him just because he didn't need it or didn't want it. It didn't matter if Fang Tuo had done something bad out of good intentions.
Forget it, forget it! Just treat it as if I owe you! In the future, we'll be even!
Linno downed the remaining half of the wine in one gulp. Then, he got up and first forced the phoenix blood essence from his bloodline into Fang Tuo's body. Then, he guided the power of nirvana to merge the two into one. Then, he repaired and reactivated the Phoenix Perching Formation that was destroyed by Fang Tuo's intrusion several hundred years ago.
Seeing Fang Tuo surrounded by golden flames, Linno turned around and left. The phoenix's nirvana didn't need anyone to protect it. Even if it did, he didn't have the ability to do so — forcing out the phoenix blood essence wasn't without a price.
Linno originally didn't have much obsession with immortality. He didn't really care about life and death, so he didn't feel too disappointed. However, he still couldn't help but smile bitterly: As expected, this was the male supporting lead's fate. What was the use of spending hundreds and thousands of years to prepare? The male lead only needed to appear at the crucial moment, and all the good things would all belong to him.
And he, Lin Nuo, was the golden finger that had come from the Endless Sea to his doorstep!
The damage to the blood essence was irreparable. Linno recuperated in the small sect that he temporarily stayed in for more than three years before he recovered slightly. When he came out of seclusion, he realized that the sect had changed another batch of disciples to serve him. This was very normal in the cultivation world. These disciples would be changed every few days. Either they had reached a certain cultivation level and had their own cave abode, or they had reached the end of their lifespan and turned into a pile of yellow soil.
But this time, it was a little different. Among the new disciples, there was a seven or eight year old boy with delicate features, making him particularly unpleasant to the eye.
Linno calmly drank a cup of tea and announced that he was going to continue his seclusion. Then, he returned to the secret room and crushed the Great Heaven and Earth Talisman.
Fang Tuo, this shameless guy, did he really think that he would become a tender yellow melon just because he was painted green? Hmph, if not for the Great Phoenix Perching Array that he had set up, he, Fang Tuo, would still be a three-headed baby. How could he not recognize him?
After this encounter, Linno no longer wandered around the cultivation world. Instead, he mingled with the mortals and lived his life.
If looking for a person in the vast cultivation world was like looking for a needle in a haystack, then looking for a person in the mortal world was like looking for a drop of water in the ocean.
Anyway, his cultivation level could no longer improve, so it was not bad to live a peaceful life in the mortal world for a few years.
But he did not expect that this person was not afraid of death and had violated the Heart Demon Oath and triggered the Thousand Threads Gu to find him. What was even more unexpected was that in just a few hundred years, he had forcefully raised his cultivation level to two realms higher than his own. If not for this, even if he had the Thousand Threads Gu, he would not have been able to use this method to help him break through.
If he had known this earlier, Linno gritted his teeth and thought, "I would never have saved him!"
Fang Tuo clumsily untied his belt and pulled open his lapel. Then, one hand wrapped around his waist and the other hand reached for his trousers … Fang Tuo did it very carefully, trying not to touch his skin and arouse his disgust.
But Linno did not feel good. He had no way to divert his attention by letting his imagination run wild. The rough cloth slowly dragged on his skin. That person's fingertips occasionally touched his skin like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water. It was as if there was an electric current, causing him to tremble. The numbness spread all the way up from his tailbone, making him involuntarily want more … He wanted to be opened, to be entered, to be filled …
Fang Tuo's low voice fell into his ears, with a hint of pleading, "Bear with it this time … just this time … After I help you break through, you will have another three thousand years. In three thousand years, I will definitely find the elixir to cure you … "
Linno closed his eyes. His body trembled slightly, but his heart was cold. No matter how unbearable he was, Linno was not willing to rely on a man he did not love in exchange for cultivation and life.
The System's voice sounded at the right time, "The main task has been completed. Do you choose to return?"
"Return."
Seeing the light of day again, Qin Song felt as if a lifetime had passed. Through the window, he looked at the people coming and going on the streets and the bustling shops. He felt familiar yet strange.
Suddenly, he was slightly stunned and said, "Why are there so many people from Qi in the Qin Capital?" Perhaps because the people of Qi always rode on horses, their hairstyle was very different from the people of the Central Plains. They liked to braid their hair or simply shave it.
Sitting opposite him was a young man with a cold and almost numb expression. When he heard this, he said in a deep voice, "His Majesty and Princess Chu's wedding day is approaching. The King Of Qi sent an envoy to congratulate you."
Only then did Qin Song remember that Princess Chu had been in the Qin Capital for four months. There was still more than a month before the wedding day. Thinking of the messy relationship between Qin Yue and Yi An, Qin Song frowned slightly. In fact, this kind of thing was not uncommon in the Daqin, which had always been unruly, even in the Southern Chu. However, Qin Song could not be like other people. He could not see this as an elegant thing. He only felt disgusted.
Suddenly, he sighed softly. It had only been two months since he came to the Qin Capital, but more things had happened than in the previous ten years. Even now, when he thought of what happened in the Southern Chu, it was as if it had happened in a dream. It was hazy and unreal.
The carriage stopped. Qin Song got off and knocked on the door. For a long time, no one answered. The carriage left without waiting for him to enter the door. However, the young man in the same carriage got off and stood quietly behind him.
Qin Song frowned, "You're not leaving?"
The young man said, "His Majesty ordered me to follow you."
His tone seemed to always be so flat, without the slightest emotion.
Qin Yue had personally given the order. Whether it was surveillance or protection, Qin Song had no room to refuse. After a moment of silence, he asked, "How should I address you?"
The young man was stunned for a moment. He seemed to feel that this question was very tricky. After a while, he said, "I used to be called Rho Minoris."
"Qin Yue's shadow guard?"
The young man's pupils shrank.
Qin Song looked at him and said lightly, "Since you are no longer a shadow guard, you don't have to be so nervous."
The young man's expression was a little stiff. He wanted to relax but did not know how. After a while, he asked, "How do you know that I am …"
He stopped halfway. Qin Song certainly understood what he meant. He said, "It's not difficult to guess. It's rare to use numbers as names. Moreover, from your tone, the name Rho Minoris should belong to someone else now. It's obvious that it's just a code name … A person who completely replaces his name with a code name, if he's not a shadow guard, what else can he be?"
The young man did not know how to answer. Qin Song asked again, "What's your real name?"
The young man thought for a moment and shook his head, "I don't remember."
He said again, "Since His Majesty ordered me to follow you, please give me a name."
Qin Song shook his head, "The family name is passed down from the ancestors, and the name is entrusted to the hopes … A name is a very important thing. Don't give this right to others casually."
He ignored him and continued to knock on the door with greater force.
The young man looked at Qin Song with a somewhat absent-minded expression. Logically speaking, he should hate this young man. If it wasn't for him assassinating Qin Yue, he wouldn't have almost lost his life due to dereliction of duty. Although he managed to keep his life in the end, the punishment he had to endure made him shudder even now when he thought about it … But perhaps it was because he wasn't allowed to have his own love and hate since he could remember, but when he faced this young man, he couldn't bring up the slightest bit of hatred.
"Yu Sheng," the young man said, "From now on, my name is Yu Sheng."
Qin Song looked back at him and said lightly, "As long as you are happy."
At this time, the door finally opened with a creak. The person inside was slightly stunned, "It's you? You still have … "
After all, he was not used to scolding people. He did not say anything unpleasant and only said coldly, "We don't welcome you here!"
With a bang, the door was slammed shut and the bolt was unlocked.
Qin Song pursed his lips. After a moment of silence, he continued to knock on the door.
It was already abnormal for Qiu Yun to personally open the door. Moreover, Qiu Yun's condition was also very strange. She looked haggard and much thinner. Her hair was also somewhat messy. Although her clothes were clean, there were many wrinkles. It was obvious that it had not been ironed after being washed. Moreover, there were some water stains on her hands. It seemed that she did not have time to wipe them clean in a hurry to open the door.
What exactly happened in the hostage residence?
The door was opened again. When she saw that it was still Qin Song, Qiu Yun looked impatient. She turned her hand and was about to close the door again. However, a strong hand pressed on the door in time. Yu Sheng said woodenly, "Her Majesty ordered me to send Qin Song Gongzi back to the hostage residence."
Qiu Yun bit her lip and looked coldly at Qin Song. She turned and left.
Qin Song silently followed behind her and entered the residence.
It was originally April, but the hostage residence was filled with a kind of bleak atmosphere. The withered magnolia still hung on the branches. No one trimmed them. The peach blossoms had already withered, but the scattered petals were still left on the stone pavement. Under the eaves of the corridor, there were even some spider webs. On the contrary, the weeds and vines on the ground were full of vitality.
The hostage residence was not big, but there were originally many people. Yi An, Qin Song, and Qiu Yun had each brought their own people. There were also the cooks, grooms, gardeners, and so on that had been brought by Southern Chu. But now, there was not a single one of them.
"What happened?"
Qin Song asked Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng blankly shook his head. Ever since Qin Yue was assassinated, he had been tortured and recovering. He knew very little about the situation outside. This was very similar to Qin Song.
"They said that there was an assassin hidden in the hostage residence. To prevent any accidents, they sent everyone back." Qiu Yun answered indifferently. She turned around and looked at Qin Song. There was still half a sentence she did not say — but the real assassin was sent back.
"I still have something to do. Help yourself." Qiu Yun did not return to her room after she finished speaking. Instead, she turned around and went to the kitchen.
Qin Song walked to his courtyard. As soon as he took a step, he heard a very soft cough. His expression immediately stiffened. He stopped in his tracks, turned around, and quickly walked past Qiu Yun into the kitchen.
Yi An was squatting on the ground, feeding firewood into the stove. The firewood was green and wet, and the black smoke made it difficult for him to open his eyes. When he heard the sound, he turned his head and asked, "Who just came …"
When he saw the person standing at the door, he was stunned and speechless for a moment.
Qin Song looked at his red and swollen eyes and the black ash on his forehead. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. He turned around and walked out.
"Qin Song!"
Qin Song turned around. Yi An smiled and said, "… There is still some hot water here. You can wash up first. The porridge will be ready soon."
"No need." Qin Song took two steps and stopped. His voice was dry, "… Thank you, Your Highness."
He strode away.
His room was still the same as when he left. Everything was neatly arranged, and there was no dust on the table. It seemed that someone often cleaned it. Qin Song opened the box and took out a heavy wooden box. He opened the wooden box and saw that it was full of gold and silver. It was dazzling.
Qin Song threw the box back into the box. His chest was heaving up and down.
"Gongzi." Yu Sheng had been with Qin Yue for a long time, but this was the first time he saw Qin Song angry. He asked uneasily, "Did you lose something? Why don't I … "
Qin Song shook his head. He squatted down and slowly put the gold and silver back into the box.
Yu Sheng came forward to help and said, "It probably wasn't His Majesty's idea to send the servants away. His Majesty was seriously injured and unconscious at the time. He didn't have time to make things difficult for them …"
Qin Song interrupted, "I know."
Yu Sheng knew that Qin Song didn't want to talk to him. He paused and said, "I'll go prepare some hot water for you." The young man had always been clean. After coming out of that place, he probably wanted to wash up.
Qin Song thanked him. When Yu Sheng left, his face darkened again. He clutched the gold ingot in his hand tightly. A flame of anger burned in his chest. The people were gone, but the money was still there. If he couldn't use the Chu people, he could hire the Qin people. If he couldn't hire the Qin people, he could at least buy a few slaves. He deliberately lived his life so miserably. Was he waiting for someone to pity him?
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