The moist fallen leaves, under the surging aura of this person, were dried in an instant, making a crisp popping sound like beads, and hearing the tone of "Fang Shou" as if he was questioning, this person just responded lightly:

"Not bad"

"Huh! It's you again!"

Pouting dissatisfiedly, "Fang Shou" smiled inexplicably with a strange look that he had never seen before:

"Twenty years ago, it was you who ruined my good deeds, and now it has been less than ten years since the opening of the 'Sea of Suffering' once in a hundred years in the Initial Realm, and you are going to cross the Nine Tribulations, but you are seeking death in the tribulation, can you still take care of him?"

As he spoke, "Fang Shou" pinched his face again, leaving a large patch of purple and blue, showing that he had no pity for "his" body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"He has just entered the Xuanmen, and his foundation is still shallow, how do you know that in the future, he will not be able to deal with you?" the man asked rhetorically.

"This kid went to the Fang Realm in the fourteenth year of Qianming, and twenty years later, it was the twenty-second year of the Qianming Initial Realm, and one day in the Initial Realm corresponds to one year in the Fang Realm, and the time he has been practicing in the Fang Realm is only eight hundred years, and at that time, even if he has the help of the Immortal Gate, how can he compete with me?" Fang Shou asked rhetorically.

"Then I'll postpone this time as much as possible......"

This person said leisurely, his voice was still full of calmness, and when he looked closer, he saw that he was wearing a hat, his face was covered with a layer of gray cloth, his body was rickety, but his spirit was vigorous, his eyes were shining, and he met the middle of the pupils of "Fang Shou", and the curved moon marks showed a confused look.

"Although I don't know where you come from, obviously, you are by no means 'easy to flow', so why bother the descendants of the Twelve Emperors?"

"Hmph, don't waste your efforts!That's what you said at the beginning!" Fang Shou said impatiently, "But even if you can suppress me for a while, it is impossible to suppress me for a lifetime, I have become a part of his Divine Sea, and with the improvement of his cultivation, my strength will slowly recover, and at that time, it will also be the day of my rebirth!"

"No one can refuse me!"

Fang Shou's smile deepened, and the blood moon gradually condensed, and finally transformed into the shape of an eye, which melted into Fang Shou's eyebrows, and at the same time, the blood sickle in his hand also shrank smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a streamer, flying into this "eye" mark, and completely disappeared as the voice fell.

Taking a few steps forward, he held Fang Shou's crumbling body in time, and the masked man looked at the third "eye" that was gradually closing at the center of his eyebrows, showing a thoughtful look.

"He originated from the ancients, and how did he escape the pursuit of Yi? It stands to reason that the ancient relics should have been ......destroyed."

"Crossing..... Old"

Nearby, Fang Shou's eyes opened and saw this person's familiar appearance, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"You're finally.... Finally here... How did you come... Come so slowly...."

"Silly Kid"

Slowly flattening Fang Shou, leaning against the tree behind his back, Du Lao half-squatted down, looked directly at him with his eyes, and said with a serious face:

"Thank you for your hard work..."

"That blood sickle...."Feeling a slight swelling pain in the center of his eyebrows, Fang Shou stretched out his hand and touched it back and forth for a long time, and noticed that there seemed to be only one more bulging "scar", and the rest was not abnormal, so he breathed a sigh of relief:

"Am I disfigured?"

"Do you still have time to joke?" Considering Fang Shou's state at the moment, as soon as Du Lao blurted out, he immediately changed his words and said:

"Don't worry, this scar is not obvious, it won't get in the way..."

"Hehe, even if it's obvious, do you still care about me?"

Fang Shou smiled and defended, and in an instant, he looked through the treetops, looked at the deep clouds, fell into a long silence, and in the middle of a sound, he sank his head, looked at Du Lao solemnly, and asked:

"Am I going to be like Do-hyun?"

Thinking of Daoxian, the head of the Demon Nunnery, the fate that seemed to be cursed, Fang Shou was stunned for a while. However, thinking that he was about to die, I was afraid that he would not survive the next soul attack, and he would have to be forbidden to death......

"Du Lao!" Supporting his crumbling body, Fang Shou solemnly bowed to Du Lao, and said with a pleading face, "I know that the blood sickle is still in the body, so I also ask Du Lao, after Fang Shou's death, take this sickle into the body, so as not to flow into the human world again......"

At this moment, no matter what he said, it was useless, so Fang Shou's only hope was pinned on Du Lao's body, after all, his party had experienced such a terrifying catastrophe, and no matter how much confidence Rao had, he couldn't help but have an invincible fear of the blood sickle.

Du Lao smiled apologetically: "I can't do anything, it's up to you......"

"I'm sorry..."

From the corners of Fang Shou's eyes, two lines of hot tears suddenly flowed, at this moment, this proud scholar who had always been resolute, even in the face of strangers' humiliation and stone-throwing and beating eggs, stood tall with his head held high, and sobbed loudly like a child.

"I shouldn't have killed Dohyun....... No, I should have let him die with more dignity. ”

From beginning to end, Fang Shou was haunted by the scene before Huai Daoxian's death.

Twenty years ago, the down-and-out old hero, I don't know what kind of suffering he went through, would personally kill his beloved sect, and then tortured himself into this appearance of no human and no ghost......

said that he was evil, how could he forget that he rode alone for thousands of miles and went to Zhongzhou to face the evil demon alone?

said that he was good, why did he not protect the evening festival and trap the innocent for sacrificing blood?

"The good and evil of people cannot be covered up in a word, nor can they be clinging to this in their hearts, destroying the right path in the world, and the teacher ......"

At this moment, Fang Shou remembered his mentor again, Miao Zhizheng, but the Miao Zhizheng in his impression was becoming more and more blurred, and in the end, it was only turned into some fragmentary characters, condensed into tens of millions of truths, echoing in his mind.

"The disciple adheres to his heart and never dares to forget your teachings, but until now, he has been lost, and there is only one ...... Die!"

Thinking of this, Fang Shou's eyes were firm, and he struggled to prop up his weak body, facing Du Lao, and clenched his fists again:

"Since there is no hope of saving yourself, then please cross the old man and give me a death!"

“......”

After opening his mouth for a moment, Du Lao was speechless for a while, and then turned to ......

"Smack~"

Du Lao simply and neatly rewarded Fang Shou with a big mouth! At the same time, he also hated iron and steel:

"It's better to have a big mouth than to talk in vain!"

"You old man ......" Fang Shou was in a hurry, and the insult almost blurted out, he covered his swollen face, as if he knew Du Lao for the first time, and asked with an incredulous expression:

"Why are you hitting me?"

"How dare you say that?"

Before Fang Shoufu could react, Du Lao made another backhand and slapped him even louder, making him a hot face.

"You!"

"Smack~"

Another crisp slap in the face.

"Are you finished? If it weren't for your old ......?"

Before Fang Shou finished speaking, he was hit twice in a row, and this time, he was directly knocked to the ground by a strong force, splashing mud spots all over his body, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Fight back, you might as well give it a try!" Du Lao's eyes were about to breathe fire, and he said with a straight face, "I didn't care about death and rebellion, and I came to help you, but I didn't watch you die! If I want you to die, but there are thousands of ways, why do I need to dirty my hands? As a monk, I dare to say 'death' easily, and as your guide, I will be ashamed of you!"

"This is my life!" Fang Shou stubbornly straightened up, met the other party's gaze with a blank face, and laughed without a trace of remorse:

"This is my life! I will die if I want to! Do your! If you are afraid of getting your hands dirty, then I will do it myself!"

"You!" Du Lao raised his hand with one hand, as if he was about to pull it down again, but this time, Fang Shou did not dodge or dodge, but just looked back at him toughly, "You!

This time, Du Lao's aura was restrained, allowing the raindrops to hit his coat, dragging a long trail on the ground. And following Du Lao, Fang Shou entered the Du Lao grass house, and suddenly a lightning bolt shook him subconsciously to cover his eyes, but in the next second, Du Lao's figure disappeared from the house, and even Fang Shou's divine thoughts couldn't detect how the other party disappeared!

"Du Lao!" subconsciously turned around, Fang Shou looked behind him, it was late at night, and the pouring rain was connected into a string, turning into a curtain of beads, covering the sky over the entire blue wave lake, and together with the secluded lake, it merged into the silent darkness, covering all traces.

Wave after wave, the tide surged onto the ferry, swept towards the thin grass house, but let the wind roll angrily, the big waves attacked, the grass house was stable as usual, not moving like a mountain.

"Tick~Tick~" In the grass house, Fang Shou, who was drenched into a soup chicken, was dripping with water drops, but under the sound of this pouring rain, it was extremely clear!

It was a cold rainy night.

Lightning and thunder roared, the tide rolled angrily, the door of the grass house was wide open, and the wind poured in.

Another flash of lightning swept across the sky, but this time, Fang Shou was stunned to see the figure that had reappeared beyond the door, and he was speechless for a long time.

Outside the door, Du Lao lifted the hat on his head, and then removed the gray mask on his face, and by the strong light of lightning, Fang Shou actually saw such an incredible ...... hidden behind the mask

The face of a young man!!

"Impossible!" Fang Shou looked back and forth, covering his mouth and shouting, "This is impossible!"

The "young man" in front of him is not outstanding, but even if it is under this sudden thunder, Fang Shou can clearly distinguish -

The top and bottom of Watari's torso, as before, were dry and wrinkled, without a trace of luster, but if you went up from the neck, it was completely different, as if the skin was as delicate as a baby, tender enough to drip water.

"This.... Is this still human?"

Such a contrast made Fang Shou unbelievable, for a while, he was stunned on the spot, as if he had forgotten his own situation!

And then there was a long silence!

Almost subconsciously, Fang Shou turned his head sideways, looked around left and right, and saw that the furnishings of the grass house were still the same, but somehow, it seemed incompatible with the current "Du Lao".

"Come with me!"

Du Lao turned his back again and stood under the rain outside the door, as if he was completely integrated with the earth.