[Comprehensive] Cannon fodder, do you want to counterattack?

Ha, ha ha... You finally killed him...

Fang Tuo, you finally killed him...

Unexplained laughter came out of the mouth, and the burning knife was poured too hard, causing a burst of coughing, which made tears flow down.

The feeling of loving someone, why is it so painful, why is it so painful...

"I just want you to live, I just want you to live..." Fang Tuo's voice was low and vague as if crying: "Even if you don't love me, even if you can't see me, even if you hate me... as long as You are alive, as long as there is a you in the world I live in, I will be satisfied... Why is it so difficult...Lin Nuo, Lin Nuo..."

A violent cough sounded, and the blood was choked out together with the spirits, and there were tears in the corners of the eyes.

The child named Gou'er can hug his leg and beg, "Don't die, I'm afraid..."

The woman called Huerniang can hug the person she loves and say, "Even if it's for me, please, don't die..."

He also wanted to hug him and beg like this; "Please, everything is fine, just please, don't die...don't disappear in this world..."

But he dare not, what is he?That person would give it to him, but at most the word "roll"... That person, in fact, didn't even bother to say the word "roll" to him, right?Even looking at him, he felt sick... He huddled into a ball again with heartache.

Spirits poured into the throat, bitter and spicy.

Bitter wine was not the only thing in his memory.

That person had also smiled at him.

He clearly remembered that when they met for the first time, that beautiful young man in white who was not like a mortal gently pushed the jade box in front of him. His slender fingers were even more flawless than beautiful jade. His voice was cold and leisurely, without any trace of frivolity: "Treachery is indeed shameful, but it's not my cousin's original intention. It's our relatives, and I don't want to make her miserable just because of a promise. Brother Fang is also an elder brother, so I think he can understand our feelings. "

After a pause, he continued: "The talent of my cousin is astonishing. It is no problem to enter the Nascent Soul stage. The lifespan of the Nascent Soul stage is three thousand yuan, but Brother Fang is just a mortal. For Brother Fang, this kind of marriage is probably not a big deal." Fortunately, the marriage contract is now broken, and Lingtang is willing to use the things in this box to make up for the help he gave to his aunt."

He didn't realize what that person said at the time, but just thought, how could his voice be so nice?Every note was like plucking on an invisible string in his chest, trembling his whole body was weak and his breathing was difficult.

By the time he came back to his senses, that person was already gone.He laughed at himself, that person is the white cloud in the nine heavens, what a mortal like him can do is just stand on the ground and look up.

Even though he was thinking about it, he held the jade slips he left in his hands and practiced day and night.

If that person is in the sky, he can also climb up step by step.

However, the road to true cultivation is not smooth, and the world of cultivators is a hundred times crueler than the mortal world.

He beheaded a man who coveted his magic weapon, but he didn't think that man was the illegitimate son of the sect master of Wanhun.

He was blocked at the entrance of the secret realm, watching the souls of his grandfather, sister, Fa Xiao and neighbors screaming in the hands of the disciples of the Wanhun Sect, surrounded by people everywhere, but he seemed to be standing in the endless wasteland, with only coldness in his heart, Despair, and endless hatred.

He said "OK" and walked towards them step by step, didn't he just want his left hand?He gives, he gives everything.

He knew that the other party wanted to kill him with little effort, and this was just to torture him more. If he gave his left hand, he would still want his right hand, his legs, and his life... But no matter how much he gave, grandfather, sister and others It's not going to be any better.Therefore, what he asked for was just a chance to die together.

One more step, one step closer is enough... Holding Lei Zhenzi in his hand, he closed his eyes.

A scream sounded without warning, and the furious voice of the Sect Master of Myriad Souls sounded: "Dare you, junior!"

Fang Tuo opened his eyes, staring blankly at the white-clothed young man with a sword on his back standing facing the wind, with a corpse lying under his feet, and said in a faint voice, "I'll kill them all, why dare you? The struggle between cultivators, no For mortals, who dares to say that there will be a few descendants without spiritual roots in the future? If there is something wrong, we will go to them to vent our anger. Wouldn't we all have children and grandchildren? Now you not only kill mortals to vent your anger, but also practice Does his soul really think that the cultivation world is a place without rules?"

Then it turned into a mess.

Fang Tuo found himself inexplicably turned into a bystander. His low cultivation level left him no room to intervene. It wasn't until a Buddhist disciple came over and asked him if he wanted to help save the souls of his relatives and friends that he realized that the matter It has ended.

"Lin...Where's Lin Nuo?" He heard himself ask in a dry voice.

"Benefactor Lin just fought against the Sect Master of the Wanhun Sect and suffered some internal injuries. He should go back to heal his injuries now!"

Fang Tuo was sad, seeing that person again, he still could only look up.

He began to pay attention to that person's whereabouts unconsciously, and when he heard of him, he found a reason for himself to rush over, knowing that he loved food and wine, so he collected them everywhere.

But I don't know if their fate is too shallow, and they missed again and again, and finally saw that person in Panyang Lake. He drank a little too much, his eyes were foggy, his cheeks were slightly red, his lips were stained with wine, and his long hair was full. His hair was a little messy, he clasped the long sword in his hand, and reprimanded: "Killing a man is killing, killing a chicken is also killing, I don't think you are too long to cut crabs... and I am so good at it. Using you is your blessing, why are you so hypocritical!"

Fang Tuo didn't expect this man to have such a childish side when he was drunk, so he couldn't help but smile.

He suppressed the joy in his heart, found the best wine from the space, and handed it to the person to thank him for his help last time, but the person looked blank, clearly not remembering who he was at all.

Fang Tuo couldn't hide his disappointment. He watched the man holding the wine jar and walking away frivolously. He even raised his head to take a sip from time to time, wishing that it could become the wine in his hand.

Later, the food and wine in his space accumulated more and more, but he never had a chance to send them out.

The world of cultivation is so big, and people in the world of cultivation come and go like the wind, even if he chases after that person's footsteps, he still can't catch up.

For a full 2000 years, he only saw him twice. They passed each other on the street with people coming and going. When he was still wondering what to say in the first sentence, he turned around and couldn't find him anymore. .

After that, there is the endless sea.

When he was hesitating whether to sacrifice the last magic weapon, that person fell from the sky, and his heart was overwhelmed with ecstasy—he came to save him, he came to save him!He must remember who he is...

Confused, he took a moment to crush the small teleportation talisman. As his figure gradually became transparent, the last thing he saw was that person who gave up the opportunity to teleport, rushed up to block him and split the silver sharp blade , behind him, Ban Jiao broke free from the magic weapon, and rushed forward furiously...

Do not!Do not!Do not!

Fang Tuo's eyes were red, and he rushed from five hundred miles away desperately, but all he was left with was a mess, the island was split in half, and the rocks were dripping with blood.

He searched all the nearby places, then went to Lin's house to snatch that person's life card, and found that person with a secret method.

The man was lying sideways on the bed with a peaceful expression, as if he was in deep sleep, but the wound on his lower abdomen that was no longer bleeding deeply hurt his eyes.

Fang Tuo could hardly find any signs of life on his body, so he could only take out his life card from his arms with trembling hands. The soul fire on the life card was so weak that it seemed that it would go out in the next second.

he is dying...

How could he die...

Fang Tuo wished he could kill himself, if he hadn't been a fool on the battlefield, if he had resorted to the last resort early, if he insisted on letting him resist Ban Jiao and let this person go first...

What followed was a long and fulfilling few hundred years.

He wandered around with the sleeping Lin Nuo, as long as he knew where there was news of the elixir, no matter how dangerous it was, he would rush in... I don't know how many times he escaped from death, his cultivation base is getting higher and higher, and the elixir he found It is also becoming more and more precious, but it has no effect on that person's injury.

The holy medicine he used on Lin Nuo could freeze his injuries, but it couldn't freeze time. Seeing Lin Nuo's deadline approaching day by day, he was helpless like a trapped animal.

Only Thousand Silk Gu, only Thousand Silk Gu...

He hugged that person like a sacrifice, his heart was cold: he knew that this person would never forgive him, and his poor love was strangled to death in his infancy by his own hands before it even started.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he lives, it's fine... whatever it is, it's fine.

But he still didn't expect that person's reaction to be so intense.

The man chewed his own tongue to regain his clarity, squeezed his hands and feet to escape from the sleepy spirit lock... Fang Tuo used the induction of Qiansi Gu to find him in the cold cave, and saw him sitting on the ground with bruises all over his body, his face blank. With a straight face, he pierced his arm with a sharp stone to resist the tide. At that time, the disgust in his eyes was not for Fangtuo, but for himself.

Fang Tuo stepped forward with a blank expression, and led him back to the residence.

I know what you hate the most, I will do it, I will do it.

Under Qiansi Gu, if one person is emotional, the other person will also be unable to control it, so as long as you don't be emotional, it will be fine.

Blindfolded that person's eyes, Fang Tuo nailed the bone erosion nail into his chest, the bone-deep pain distorted his face, saw the man's tears slowly permeate the black veil in the frantic collision...

Hate me, hate me!

However, I would rather you hate me to the bone than let you disappear from this world.

……

Later, he didn't see Lin Nuo for a long time, because he knew that Lin Nuo didn't want to see him, and it was also because he was going to find the elixir that could cure Lin Nuo's injury.

He frantically searched in the realm of comprehension, no matter what kind of danger he would go to, and finally encountered a crisis that he couldn't resist one day. Before he died, he activated the formation disk and arrived at Lin Nuo's cave, feeling peaceful in his heart.

I've always been afraid to face your death, and now I'm going to die first, and that's fine.

He was afraid that that person would be unhappy, so he didn't dare to get on his bed, so he just sat next to the bed, imagining that person was still lying quietly on the bed...Fang Tuo slowly closed his eyes...It's good, Arnold, this way very nice.

He smiled and fell asleep, thinking that this sleep would last forever, but he still woke up.

It was like having a sweet and bizarre dream. He opened his eyes and was still sitting on the ground, but he became a five or six-year-old child, with all his injuries and cultivation gone.

What shocked him even more was that the pure roots of all spirits and the flawless body—these two physiques that only existed in legends—appeared in him alone.

The smell of wine lingers in the air, and there are wreckage left after the activation of an unknown formation around the cave.

He found Lin Ling'er, and Lin Ling'er was terrified: "Nirvana in the phoenix formation? How is this possible? You don't have the blood of the phoenix in your body, how can you be nirvana? Are you also a descendant of the Lin family?"

He left without saying a word, mixed into the sect where Lin Nuo was staying temporarily, and saw the man froze for a moment when he saw him in the form of a boy.

After a while, he walked into Lin Nuo's secret room, which he said was closed, and saw only the empty futon on the ground.

What else do you not understand?

Fang Tuo laughed so hard that tears came out.

You thought you were saving that person, but you actually interrupted his chance to be immortal; you thought you saved half of that person’s cultivation, but you actually sucked away his power of rebirth from Nirvana; you thought you cured his injury, but in fact It took away his peerless talent, the way to reach the sky...

That person, he was so proud, he didn't mention a word from the beginning to the end.

That person, he was so proud, even if he had the opportunity, he would not bother to take back his own things. Instead, he used the blood essence of the phoenix, the energy of nirvana, and the chance of rebirth to return his century-old cultivation.

Lin Nuo, Lin Nuo, do you know that I have never hated you so much!

……

Fang Tuo gulped down his wine, his eyes gradually blurred, as if he saw the man crawling ashore from the water in a panic, and heard him calling him in a low voice: "Fang Tuo."

"……exist."

I am, I am, I have always been.

……And you?

"Fang Tuo!" A pleasant voice sounded with a bit of anxiety: "What time is it, and you are still drinking here!"

Fang Tuo glanced at Lin Ling'er, with a displeased expression on his face, raised his hand and took another sip, without saying a word.

Lin Linger took his wine jar and said, "Kunlun issued your hunting order, and now I don't know how many people are waiting to take your head! Can't you just hide?"

Fang Tuo smiled lightly: "Just let them come." They would never imagine what a terrifying talent a pure root of all spirits and a flawless body would be. They would never know how terrifying what that person left for him s things.

"You..." Lin Linger stomped her feet and said, "I know you are amazing, but you... why did you destroy someone's Kunlun mirror for no reason?"

Fang Tuo said lightly: "What are you keeping for useless things if they are not destroyed?"

But my heart huddled in pain: Taoist masters can't figure out your karma, Buddhist monks can't find your soul, and the Kunlun mirror can't see your afterlife... Where are you?Where are you!Where are you……

Lin Nuo, Lin Nuo, Lin Nuo...

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The story of Fang Tuo Zha ends here... It is not a positive attack, and there is no positive attack for the time being.