Chapter 106. But But (Free)

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"The server has to be returned early tomorrow morning. There is no time for them to play for two weeks. Ade, just keep an eye on it in the illusion. You have your own arrangements as a teacher."

After Chang Duanxuan and Liang De finished talking, he rolled up the scroll in his hand, shook it at Sun Xunqiao, and said:

"Xunqiao, I have some things to do as a teacher, please keep an eye on this server for me.

"If the scroll vibrates violently or the surface is overheated, place it in the refrigerator to chill it in the ice cream compartment. Don't confuse it with popsicles."

Sun Xunqiao cautiously took half a step back and said:

"Master, if something went wrong with the server while you were away, who's to blame? You won't ask me to pay for it, right?"

"Hahahahaha, you, you..."

Chang Duanxuan waved his hand and said: "Xunqiao, you are too cautious. How could a great Red Tribulation practitioner do such a thing? Even if there is a problem with the server because of you, I will not let you pay a penny."

You are too cautious... You are a very bad old man. When I talk to you, every word is a critical issue. How can I not be cautious?

Although Chang Duanxuan made a promise not to claim compensation, Sun Xunqiao still did not take the server scroll. He clearly remembered that there was a warning from the old man to Liang De in the game description:

"If you damage the equipment, I will fry you first and then fry you."

The old man has no reason to treat me better, so he must not be fooled.

"Master, you know more about wood art than me, why not..."

Before Sun Xunqiao finished speaking, Chang Duanxuan smiled mysteriously at him and disappeared into thousands of silver threads.

"Xunqiao, it doesn't matter, just let me help you."

As the words drifted away, a strange feeling arose from behind Sun Xunqiao. With his spiritual sense, he found that an arm had grown out of nowhere at the base of his tailbone, and five fingers were tightly holding the server scroll.

Damn it, old man, you are cheating on me! ! !

Sun Gou swung his hips wildly, but the arm like a scorpion tail did not obey his orders at all and could not be shaken away. No matter whether it was physically broken or the power of the palm was lost, the arm was destroyed and reborn, and it remained the same when it was reborn. What was consumed was his own energy, blood and essence.

"I want to video chat with Qiuqiu tonight!"

"Sun Gou, why don't you make some noise? Your father and I are still sleeping!"

Mu Yiqi was sleeping in the lounge and teaching students well, but he was suddenly awakened by Sun Xunqiao's howling ghostly. He kicked open the door in anger, and saw Sun Gou's "tail" wagging crazily.

"Fuck, what's going on with your ass?"

"Stop fucking asking! Wuwuwu..."

The scorpion-shaped man Sun Xunqiao let out a sob, covered his butt and flew away through the air.



In the scroll fantasy, Liang De squatted on the eaves of the archway in the main street of Fucheng, Changzhou, smoking a cigarette and watching several children toddling, watching them grow up, and watching them struggle to survive.

He hasn't finished smoking half a cigarette. He has been squatting here for eighteen years.

The game time fast forwarded, Liang De and the cigarette in his hand were not affected, but Wu Cang, Jian Xuan and Feng Lielie who were reincarnated in Changzhou City seemed to have eaten compound fertilizer. They grew up from babies in half a cigarette. Become a big girl or a young man.

Liang De blew out the smoke and felt bored.

The body is modulated and the memory is filled. What is the meaning of this kind of reincarnation?

Fortunately, the three work-study students are common protagonists. Due to a strange disease, their parents died when they were born and their whole family died. They were picked up by the wild Taoist priests in Yizhuang and sold to the Duanchen Sect of the East Branch of the Taoist Sect. He was raised in Zongnai Yuyingyuan and has zero memory of getting along with his virtual parents.

Otherwise, when I awaken my past life memories later, I will find that I have two extra parents in the game for no reason, and I will feel awkward no matter what I think.

But the old man definitely doesn't care about this. Those who do big things don't stick to trivial matters. He feels that he is doing big things and doing good things, so he doesn't care about the mood of a few registered disciples.

Which is more important, the momentary mood or the great future?

Mr. Liang is not very clear either. At present, he only has a clear judgment on Chang Duanxuan's actions.

"Feng Lielie looks pretty good when he turns into a boy."

That’s right, the gender of three-quarters of workers’ students after reincarnation is random.

The backend of the game uses random numbers to determine their gender. Odd numbers are female, and even numbers are male. Wu Cang and Jian Xuan maintained their original genders, while Feng Lielie was reincarnated as a male!

Now Feng Lielie is a handsome man with sharp eyebrows. He speaks his mind and has become the absolute leader and good-looking person of the trio.

In this sect mission, he led Wu Cang and Jian Xuan to sneak into Changzhou City to secretly investigate the truth about the strange epidemic that year.

One month ago, a strange disease appeared in Changzhou City with the same symptoms as before. The deacon of the outer sect of Duanchen Sect in the city spread the news back.

After receiving the message from Feihe, an elder from the Duanchen Sect made a divination on a whim, thinking that there must be a chance for Feng Lielie and the others to go to Changzhou City at this time, so he ordered the three orphans to return to their hometown to find the source of the epidemic. source.

Liang De had already read the synopsis of the next game plot in the background, and now followed them to watch the live version.

After returning to Changzhou City, Feng Lielie and three others traced the traces of the deceased who died of the strange disease and discovered a secret room underground in Yizhuang outside the city, as well as the corpses of those who died back then.

Those corpses are still sitting cross-legged in special iron tanks, serving as "seedbeds" for the masterminds behind the scenes to continuously cultivate new epidemics.

It turns out that this strange disease is not a natural disaster but a man-made disaster. Duan Xuanchang, the mountain chief of Longcheng Academy, secretly studied the ancient poison scriptures here. Once he succeeded in poisoning, he killed the blacksmith who made his instruments and the widower who helped him prepare the corpse. The whole family successfully extended their lifespan by one century, that is, twelve years, using the essence extracted from the epidemic.

Miao Zhu of the Tutu Temple was the cousin of Zuo Zuo. When he was handling the funeral affairs for Wu Zuo's family, he accidentally discovered the note left by Zuo Zuo... Miao Zhu was overjoyed and took the letter to Longcheng Academy to blackmail Duan Xuanchang, and the next day he and Like his cousin, his whole family died, and he gave the old mountain leader six years of longevity.

This time, there was no one to collect the bodies.

This epidemic came and went very quickly, and not many people cared about it.

However, the chief arrest officer of Changzhou Prefecture, Xuan Changdui, was a hard-hearted man. He felt that there must be something fishy behind this strange disease, and he never gave up the investigation.

Duan Xuanchang did not have the confidence to do everything under the nose of the Yuanshen Warrior, so he stopped committing crimes and hid and endured until his end was approaching eighteen years later. In order to prolong his life, he had to use the earth veins of Changzhou Fucheng to disperse the epidemic seeds again. out……

Feng Lielie and the others not only found the truth of the year in the underground secret room, but also found the ancestral silver needle that Gu Zuo had hidden in his throat and flesh before he died.

A piece of "Inner Demon Diligence Technique" passed down by a great master from outside the territory was placed in front of the three of them. After obtaining this magical skill, they had hope of revenge against Duan Xuanchang.

But the first requirement of this supreme secret is to let them identify the most important things in their hearts.

Is revenge for their parents and relatives really what they want most?

Or, it is just a burden imposed on them by righteousness. After all, they have never seen their dead parents, and there is no so-called nurturing grace at all.

There is only one chance. If they use the dream of revenge as a guide, they will come to a standstill after practicing their martial arts to the point where they can kill Duan Xuanchang.

But if they are led by the dream of being invincible or of eternal life, their future prospects will be limitless... However, if they want to do that, they must first let go of the dream of revenge and purify their minds.

They can still kill Duan Xuanchang in the future, but that would not be revenge for the sake of revenge.

After slaying their inner demons and practicing full concentration, they will not have any emotions due to failed revenge or successful revenge. In their hearts, revenge will become a dispensable trivial matter.

In order to realize their chosen dreams, they can even give up revenge and kill the thought of revenge as an inner demon to improve their merits again.

"Come into my house and never complain. Once you choose your dream in this life, you will never have the chance to look back... This senior named Zhu Yuanzhi is really not lying at all."

Feng Lielie held up the silver needle in his palm and said to his two companions:

"You only have one chance, but we can't hesitate here forever. How about it, have you made a decision?"

Wu Cang took the silver needle from Feng Lielie's hand and stabbed it into his own eyebrow in silence.

In a trance, there seemed to be an indistinguishable male and female voice asking him to tell his dream.

my dream.

Parents' hatred is irreconcilable, but, but...