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"Huoer."
As he called out in a low voice,
The pitch-black lake water rippled slightly, as if something had broken free from it.
Then the lake instantly returned to its green color,
But in the next moment,
It began to freeze at a speed visible to the naked eye,
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge piece of white ice, and from time to time, it made a crushing sound.
As the lake froze, the surrounding air also became a little distorted. White fog surged out of nowhere and became thicker and thicker.
Linno stretched out his right hand,
A hole in the shape of a jumping flame appeared in the thick fog and happily jumped into his palm.
Linno flicked his left hand, and a flame appeared,
A pale blue flame about a foot long appeared on his fingertip.
The broken ice on his body disappeared in an instant, and the thick fog retreated thirty feet away.
After the thick fog retreated,
The invisible flame in his palm was completely gone,
Only the blue flame in his left hand seemed to be sucked up by something,
It slowly disappeared.
Linno flicked the "top" of Huoer's "head" and said, "Thanks to you this time,
When I recover,
I'll treat you to a full meal. "
If it weren't for Huoer going down to the lake,
Creating such a lake of "water" that was several times colder than ice, he might not be able to survive this time. Nowadays, the methods of the system were getting more and more despicable.
Huoer jumped twice in his palm, expressing its joy vaguely, and jumped into his glabella. Linno turned around and left.
Ever since he was seriously injured last time, Linno's body had become a sieve. It was not easy to save some spirit energy, and he had nothing to do, so after crossing two mountains, Linno landed and walked on two legs.
Not long after, a 'white cloud' descended and stopped about ten meters in front of him. Seven or eight people stood on it and looked down at him. One of the boys, who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old, asked coldly, "Did you see anything strange around here?"
Linno asked, "What phenomenon?"
The boy's expression turned cold. Just as he was about to fly into a rage, someone beside him said, "He's just a mortal. What could he possibly know? Let's hurry over and check it out. We don't want others to beat us to it. "
The boy snorted coldly, rode on the "white cloud" and left. Linno heard a cold voice, "How dare you not greet us immortals. Seeing that you are ignorant, I will only punish you lightly today. If there is a next time, I will kill you without mercy."
As soon as he finished speaking, a yellow fireball floated over from the sky. Clearly, in order to increase its deterrence, the caster deliberately slowed down its flying speed. However, it had a lock-on function, so no matter how slow it flew, it was not something that mortals could dodge.
Linno called "Huoer", but Huoer didn't move at all. It only showed a trace of disdain. Obviously, it thought that the fireball's level was too low, so it didn't want to eat it. Linno had no choice but to watch the fireball float into his left arm. He waved his hand again to get rid of the impurities in it. He also hated eating this kind of low-level flame. Although he could get a little energy, there were too many impurities, which spoiled his appetite.
When he returned to the village, it was already late. Linno looked at the rising smoke with a smile on his face. In this world, what was more warm and moving than the smoke at home and the dim light in front of the window?
However, when he got closer, he didn't hear the familiar laughter of children. Instead, he smelled a faint smell of blood. Linno frowned slightly and followed the smell of blood to Huzi's house at the entrance of the village. When he entered the door, he saw Huzi lying on the kang with a big hole in his chest. Huzi's mother was holding Huzi's body and trembling with tears, but she didn't dare to make any sound.
Linno stood quietly and didn't make any sound. When he went out a few days ago, Huzi was still holding his leg and pestering him to bring back a live rabbit. Huzi's black eyes were curved into crescents when he smiled. When he opened his mouth, he showed his white teeth that hadn't grown out yet, which made people's heart soften.
In the end, Lin Nuo still failed to bring back the little rabbit that he promised. However, Huzi could no longer jump up. He looked at Lin Nuo with his big eyes shrouded in mist. Only when Lin Nuo took out the grass grasshopper from his pocket would he smile again.
The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind. Lin Nuo turned around and saw Huzi's father and three elder brothers coming out of the room with shovels and kitchen knives in their hands. Their faces were filled with grief, anger, and fear.
"Don't go! Don't go! " Huzi's mother rushed out and blocked the door. Her eyes were still crying and her voice was shrill, "If you want to go out, you have to kill me first! Let me die first! Let me die first! "
Huzi's brother burst into tears, "Mother! Brother can't just … "
Huzi's mother plopped down on the ground and hugged Huzi's father's leg. She sobbed, "… I don't have Huzi anymore. I beg you, even if it's for me … Don't die, I beg you, don't die … Wu wu …"
She knelt on the ground and desperately held the person in her arms. She was afraid that if she let go, he would become a cold corpse like Huzi.
Feeling his wife's fear and despair, Huzi's father dropped the shovel in his hand and hugged his trembling wife. The other children rushed up and cried together.
How could they not know that what awaited them was only death? They didn't even have the ability to splash blood on that person's clothes … But how could they bear it? How could they bear it?!
After a moment of silence, Linno turned around and went out. Outside the door, a six or seven-year-old boy was waiting for him, "Uncle, father was afraid that you would get into trouble, so he asked me to come to the village entrance to welcome you."
Linno made a sound of acknowledgment and didn't say anything.
The boy wiped his tears and said, "An hour ago, a few immortals came to the village and killed Huzi's cow. Huzi was angry and went to question them, then …"
"Where are they?"
"At the threshing field …" The boy was halfway through his words when he saw Linno turn around. He was scared out of his wits and rushed up to hold Linno's leg tightly. He cried loudly, "Uncle, uncle! Don't go … Uncle, I'm scared … Don't die, don't die … "
Linno bent down and picked up the boy. He wiped the tears on his little face with his fingertips and said with a smile, "Good boy, Dog is so cute. How can uncle be willing to die? Uncle won't die. "
He walked slowly to the threshing field with the Dog in his arms. The Dog seemed to realize something. He stopped crying with tears in his eyes and hugged his neck tightly. On the way, there were a few more people behind them. Huzi's mother finally couldn't keep the men in the family, so she had to pick up the kitchen knife and walk out of the house with them.
Huzi's elder brother was holding Huzi's corpse in his arms … Since they were going to die, it was better for the family to die together.
There were a lot of people on the threshing field. They were killing chickens, slaughtering sheep and roasting cows. These people lowered their heads and did their work silently. Suddenly, someone noticed this group of people and became anxious. He waved his hand and asked them to leave quickly.
Several people sitting on the other side drinking tea and chatting didn't care about the arrival of Linno and the others. The thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in the middle snorted, "I clearly felt the shaking of heaven and earth and the scattering of Reiki, but there was nothing but a large piece of ice. Someone must have taken advantage of it!"
"There may also be traces left by masters fighting there …"
Linno held the little boy in his arms. He walked forward slowly and asked, "Why did you kill them?"
The young man in white who was interrupted by him raised his hand and shot out a clear light. He said casually, "Reckless things."
He turned back and continued, "… The people who fought were at least masters of the Gold Core stage. They could freeze the whole lake at once …"
He didn't finish his words. He opened his eyes wide in horror and watched the man in front of him pinch his neck and lift him up from the stool. He smiled gently at the child in his arms, "Are you afraid of death?"
Dog shook his head with tears in his eyes, "No!"
He wasn't afraid of death, he was only afraid of the people around him.
The young man had a bad premonition in his heart. His eyes widened and his mouth opened and closed. Unfortunately, he couldn't make any sound. The corpse with its neck broken was thrown to the side.
"You … you …"
Linno's eyes swept over the several people who were scared silly. Finally, his eyes fell on the young man. He still asked, "Why did you kill them?"
The young man's lips trembled slightly. Until now, he still didn't feel any Reiki from this person. For this to happen, it wasn't that this person was really a mortal, but that his cultivation was far beyond his imagination.
He forced himself to calm down, stood up and saluted, "I didn't know that senior was here. I was rude. Junior Zhuo Ying is … "
Linno interrupted him, "Why did you kill them?"
Zhuo Ying's gaze swept over Hu Zi's body, and she said, "That child made a big fuss in front of this junior, and was too rude, so this junior punished him a little … Now that I think about it, I really shouldn't have bothered with a child. In a moment, this junior will … Uh, Se … Senior …"
But his neck was pinched by a hand.
Linno said indifferently, "Since you killed someone for no reason, then you should pay with your life. What's with all this nonsense."
Zhuo Ying was scared out of her wits. She knew that in the next moment, this person would break her neck without hesitation. She screamed, "He's just an ant-like mortal. His lifespan is only a few decades. Sooner or later, he will die. So what if I killed him? What's the big deal …"
Her voice stopped abruptly.
Linno threw away his corpse. Only then did the remaining six white-clothed "immortals" react. They took out their magic tools and surrounded him, but didn't dare to make a move. One of them shouted, "For a mere mortal, you dare to kill our young master. Do you know who our young master is …"
Linno said, "He's just a foundation establishment stage cultivator. His lifespan is not more than 300 years. So what if I killed him? What's the big deal." These were the words of the young man from before.
That person choked and said, "Our young master is still a child. What's wrong with him …"
Linno turned his head and glanced at him. He asked curiously, "Are you trying to reason with me?"
That person said proudly, "That's right! Although senior's cultivation is outstanding, you can't … "
Halfway through his words, he lowered his head and looked at his empty chest. There was only a big hole left. He slowly fell down.
Linno said, "Just now, when Hu Zi came to reason with you, he seemed to have gotten this answer … I hope I didn't answer wrongly. I've always liked people who reason with me, and I'm also willing to reason with others."
But in this world, there were always some people who would only reason with people who were stronger than them. Every time he met such people, Linno was never willing to waste his breath on them. He would just casually kill them. Because for these people, reason was no longer reason. It was a tool to hurt others and protect themselves.
No one dared to answer him. Although the remaining five people were still "surrounding" him, they were trembling all over. They couldn't even hold the weapons in their hands tightly. No one knew if this person in front of them would kill them for some inexplicable reason in the next moment.
Fear was like a big hand, firmly grasping their hearts. At this moment, they finally understood how those mortals felt in front of them — there was no reason to reason, no justice to speak of. Life and death depended on whether others were happy or not.
Linno was a bit bored. He was not a person who liked to kill. He was not willing to kill people who had lost their courage. But he also knew that although these people were weak and harmless in front of him, once the threat was gone, they would reveal a ferocious face that was more terrifying than a tiger or a poisonous snake.
Just by looking at the bloody light above their heads, he knew that countless innocent people had died tragically in their hands.
"Since you treat others as ants, don't blame others for treating you as ants today."
Waving his sleeves, killing people.
Linno drank as if he was pouring wine. After a while, half of the jug was gone. A small part of it spilled on his chin, neck, and clothes, making a mess. It was not that he deliberately pretended to be forthright, but the jug's mouth was too big. It was not easy to drink without spilling a drop.
There were many wounds on his body. The burning knife stung a little when it was spilled on his body. However, Linno had been in a love-hate relationship with the System for hundreds of years. His nerves were incomparably thick, and he was least afraid of this kind of simple pain. Washing his wounds with strong alcohol, this kind of pain that would make ordinary people cry for their parents, was just like scratching an itch for Linno.
He did not care, but Fang Tuo felt uncomfortable. He did not say anything, but the corner of his lips tightened.
Linno drank another mouthful, took a deep breath, and finally turned his head to look at Fang Tuo. "What's the matter?"
Fang Tuo said in a low voice, "There are still two months … it's your birthday."
Linno laughed at himself. "So you're here to celebrate my birthday?"
Fang Tuo was silent.
Lin Nuo exhaled and said, "I don't care if you're here to celebrate my birthday or to send me off. Thank you."
In this unscientific world, the lifespan of cultivators was like the gene locks that Linno had seen in science fiction novels in his previous life. Every time you leveled up, you would unlock the lock and increase your lifespan. When the time came, you would not be able to live a single day longer. Therefore, cultivators were like dogs all day, desperately cultivating and cultivating. Their lives were not as pure as that of ordinary people.
However, Linno did not have this problem. His injuries directly made it impossible for him to level up, so he withdrew from this long-distance race between life and time.
There were still two months. It was both his birthday and his death anniversary.
Fang Tuo was silent for a moment, then said in a gloomy voice, "I did not manage to snatch the Life Extension Fruit."
Linno took another mouthful, somewhat irritated. "Three thousand years. I've lived long enough. What life extension? "
"I won't let you die."
Linno held his breath. The hand holding the wine jar paused. He said, "It's not your first day of cultivation. The path of cultivation has always been narrower and narrower, and the people around you become fewer and fewer …"
"... I am now in the Soul Formation stage."
Linno's face instantly paled. The hand holding the wine jar began to tremble. In the end, he flew into a rage. The wine jar heavily smashed onto the cliff beside Fang Tuo's face. He said in a stern voice, "Fang Tuo, what the hell have I done wrong to you!"
He finally stopped holding onto hope. With this person's temperament, he did not hesitate to break his oath and activate the Thousand Threads Gu to find him. How could it be just to collect his corpse?
"It's I who have wronged you." Fang Tuo closed his eyes. "I'm sorry."
In the next instant, the sky and earth spun. The difference of two great realms made Linno's struggle seem weak and laughable. He gave up the action of pulling his wrist out of Fang Tuo's palm. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fang Tuo, if you dare … I will not rest until you die!"
"Not rest until you die?" Fang Tuo laughed at himself. "Fine. Then let's not rest until you die!"
He bit down.
Lin Nuo began to struggle violently. Fang Tuo lowered his body and pinned down his limbs. He slapped his palm on Lin Nuo's chest, dispersing the destructive spiritual power that was about to gather in his chest.
Linno's eyes were red. "Scram! Scram! "
Fang Tuo pursed his lips and reached out to pull his belt.
"Fang Tuo!"
The usually cold voice carried a bit of weakness and pleading. Fang Tuo's hand froze in midair, but then he sealed it with a finger.
Linno's words had not left his mouth before he lost his breath. His back that was arched due to his desperate struggle drooped down. His eyes that could still move were instantly covered by the black silk.
Linno pursed his lips. His gaze somewhat lazily looked through the black silk, looking at the stars in the sky. He silently raised a middle finger in his heart. This f * cked up world, this f * cked up life!
This was not the first time he had fallen into this kind of situation.
Several hundred years ago, he had been waiting in his secret cave for nirvana rebirth. When he woke up, it was like a nightmare.
He had been pressed down by someone in the most unbearable position, but his heart felt like it was flying in the sky. His body was filled and pleased. That person's every movement made him feel extreme happiness. His body trembled with excitement every time he touched …
His mind was blank. He did not want to think of anything. He only wanted to drown in this boundless pleasure and satisfaction …
No! This is not right!
He tried his best to stay awake, but his body and soul seemed to no longer be under his control. His hands fell on that person's shoulders, but they turned into caresses and cravings. His words of resistance turned into a bewitching moan.
Linno's heart was cold and somewhat selfish. He did not care about things that he did not care about. But there were some things that he could not tolerate at all.
He had always been more ruthless to himself than to others. He was angry at this man's violence, but what he could not tolerate even more was the unbearable desire in his body.
He did not reject physical intercourse, but the premise was that both parties were in love and had to be willing!
He bit his tongue and barely regained a trace of clarity. He spat blood on the man's face and sent him flying. Only then did he realize that he was still seriously injured and did not have the ability to kill. He forced himself to stagger out of the room.
He ran around aimlessly. The first person he saw was the female lead Lin Ling-er. Linno fell to the ground. He thought that he had escaped, but he did not expect that when he woke up, he was still on the bed. But there were black chains on his hands and feet, firmly confining the spiritual energy in his body. Only then did he recognize that the man from before was the male lead, Fang Tuo.
In the following days, there was almost no light at all. He tried to escape a few times, but unfortunately, he was always found and brought back. When he ran the furthest, he almost succeeded, but Fang Tuo activated the Thousand Threads Gu and sensed his location, causing him to fail at the last step.
Since then, he completely lost the ability to move. The chains that bound him changed from the Spirit Restricting Chain to the Dragon Trapping Nail in his shoulder.
During that time, he asked the system for help several times. When he was trapped, he asked it to help him escape, but there was no response. After he escaped, he asked it to help him block the Thousand Threads Gu's detection, but there was no response. After he realized that Fang Tuo might be using some kind of method to heal him, he asked it to help him regain the ability to speak and communicate, but there was no response. In the end, he only asked it to block his detection, but there was still no response.
Fortunately, the last few days were not so difficult. After realizing what Linno hated the most, Fang Tuo no longer tried to arouse his desire. There was no touching, no foreplay, and he tried his best not to touch his skin. He only used a black ribbon to cover his eyes, and then drove straight in.
Sometimes, Lin Nuo would even think: So ruthless, as if he killed his father … To do such a thing to a man, our sexually normal male lead-sama might be even more disgusted than him, right?
On the other hand, because he couldn't bear the fierce impact, his physiological tears soaked the ribbons that covered his eyes.
He didn't know how many days and nights passed. Fang Tuo washed his body as usual, changed him into a soft robe, and untied the ribbons that covered his eyes … Then, he placed his sword, robe, and spatial artifact one by one in front of him. Finally, he pulled out the artifact that restricted him from his shoulder.
Linno calmly watched the Dragon Jade Nail leave his body with a few drops of blood. Then, he slapped the man who was about to open his mouth to say the first word.
The Departing Sword felt its master's call. With a happy cry, it flew into Linno's palm, and then it slashed horizontally, leaving a deep wound on Fang Tuo's body.
Linno's face was calm, but his hand didn't have the slightest bit of mercy. In his two thousand years of cultivation, this was the first time he had such a strong killing intent towards a person.
The system screamed in his mind, issuing an ear-piercing alarm. Linno sneered. Not to mention that he was some nuisance of a male lead, even if he was the Heavenly King, the Immortal Emperor, he would still chop him into minced meat today.
That battle lasted for no less than three days and three nights. The surrounding hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers were turned into fine powder.
His power was restored, and he even advanced by a realm. On the other hand, Fang Tuo seemed to have consumed a lot of energy, and was not his opponent. However, when he gained the upper hand, Lin Ling-er came and began to chatter incessantly.
She told him that he had been in a coma for hundreds of years. She told him that it was because Fang Tuo had given him a magical medicine that could freeze any injury that he was able to live until now. She told him that in these hundreds of years, Fang Tuo had brought him to countless secret realms, searching for countless elixirs in an attempt to heal his injuries … Finally, she told him that because his lifespan was nearing its end, Fang Tuo had no choice but to use the ancient divine object, the Thousand Threads Gu, that he had found after narrowly escaping death. Under the effect of the Gu, half of his cultivation was transferred to him, and only then was his injuries healed and his realm increased. For this reason, Fang Tuo had to drop an entire realm, and hundreds of years of cultivation went up in smoke …
Linno was so angry that he almost laughed. Did he have to thank the male lead for his selfless sacrifice?
But, did anyone ask him if he needed to sacrifice himself? Did anyone ask him if he was willing to use this kind of method to survive?
He originally thought that his heavy injuries were due to the failure of Nirvana, but it turned out that it was because of that "magical medicine" that interrupted it. Even half of the Nirvana power in his body was sucked away by the male lead! He should have been able to recover and obtain supreme talent, but now he had been in a coma for hundreds of years. His foundation had been damaged, and he had no hope of immortality. He had also suffered such an injury, and now he was supposed to be grateful?
He swept his sword, and the male and female leads were caught in the attack. Since you are so great, then you can die together!
However, he did not succeed. It was not because he was moved by Lin Ling-er's words, but because there was a thief in his house.
After the system failed to stop him, it shamelessly issued a mission to protect the male and female leads. It also began to punish him with a "negative mission" and tried to control his body.
He was now ruthless, and even the system could not control him. However, under the system's interference, Fang Tuo and Lin Ling-er were able to escape from his sword.
At this moment, Linno's body also began to show signs of abnormality. When others reached his realm, their spiritual energy would circulate endlessly. Not to mention three days and three nights, even three years would not be a problem. However, he was already showing signs of exhaustion. With the system causing trouble, it was impossible for him to kill them.
He stopped attacking, and pointed his sword at the tottering male and female leads, forcing Fang Tuo to swear that he would never trigger the Thousand Threads Gu poison.
At that time, Fang Tuo used his dark eyes to look at him gloomily. After a long silence, he made a heart demon oath.
A heart demon oath, if he went against it, he would be haunted by the heart demon and would die.
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