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Chapter 118 Humiliation

A person like him who possesses the art of predicting uncertainty will never do anything useless.

Fu Yu looked at Long San with a little surprised look and said with appreciation: "Sure enough, the sons of destiny are not all idiots. Since you are so interested, I don't mind telling you. Tonight, when Yin and Yang intersect, I will refine you through an alchemy furnace."

"What?" Even though Long San had long put life and death aside, he still gasped when he heard this answer.

Use an alchemy furnace to refine him? Is this still a human?

Fu Yu didn't say anything. The reason why he chose to use the alchemy furnace was because Long San died here and his resentment would be refined.

Otherwise, if you use other methods to kill Long San, your luck will be impure, and in this way, everything he does will be in vain.

Fu Yu said lightly: "Long San should not think about committing suicide. As long as you accept your fate, I can consider letting them live. If you choose to commit suicide, your partner's fate will definitely be extremely miserable. You must know that death is often not the most terrifying thing in this world."

Long San wanted to suddenly kill Fu Yu, but Li Tiantu would not give him a chance to take action.

"You are too confident." Long San snorted coldly. He would not seek death, nor would he accept his fate easily.

Fu Yu smiled faintly, "It seems you still don't accept your fate!"

"Agree your fucking life."

"Bang--"

An endless momentum burst out from Li Tiantu's body, and Long San's body hit the wall behind him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat.

"You have endless sins to slander Buddha. If you speak rudely, slander me is to slander Buddha. I will teach you some lessons so that you can know the infinite slander and the principle of cause and effect." Fu Yu looked down at Long San and was above.

Long San was so angry that he laughed. Fu Yu was really more arrogant than himself. He actually compared himself to a Buddha?

"Bah, you are worthy of being a Buddha if you deceive your master and destroy your ancestors? It's so ridiculous!"

"Why do you come and teach him? What is the end of slandering Buddha?" Fu Yu said lightly.

Li Tiantu probably came to Long San and grabbed Long San's clothes with one hand.

His left hand was holding Long San's bullet wound, and Long San's clothes were quickly dyed red.

Pain, heart-wrenching pain!

Long San's face changed bitterly, and he gritted his teeth. Li Tiantu enjoyed Long San's painful expression that he wanted to scream but could not.

Li Tiantu is very heavy-handed, but very sensible.

At this time, Long San's eyes were already in pain, and his clothes were stained with blood.

Bang—

Long San was ruthlessly thrown to the ground, his face turned pale, and Li Tiantu then returned behind Fu Yu.

"I will definitely kill you!" Long Sanyi said gritting his teeth.

"I'm afraid you won't have this chance. No one can save you here." He said this, stood up, and said, "From now on, enjoy the last time in your life. Once your luck is drawn, you will find that even if you are alive, you will live worse than a dog."

"Fu Yu--" Long San's veins swelled up all over his body and he roared angrily.

The gate of the alchemy room was closed again, and darkness occupied the entire alchemy room.

Long San lay down decadently, his whole body was numb.

The injury that had been repaired just now worsened again, the qi and blood flowed slowly, and the wound cracked and bleeding again.

This is a deep sense of powerlessness. So what if there is a huge hatred? It’s not that Fu Yu is counted so tightly.

Long San's fist was clenched, his eyes were blood red.

Do you really have to accept your fate?

Soon, Long San abandoned this idea. He could not accept his fate. Once he accepted his fate, Fu Yu had an opportunity to take advantage of it.

He didn't know whether his luck could be taken away by someone who was not the son of destiny, but once he was really deprived of it, he would be finished.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it was soon afternoon.

During this period, no one came to deliver water and food to Long San, and the house seemed to have been forgotten.

Long San devoted himself to cultivation. He wanted to become stronger and he wanted to return the humiliation.

Whether it is sunlight or moonlight, it is the best energy for cultivation. With his own bloodline power, his recovery ability is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

When the body was filled with true energy again, he roared and removed the bullets from his body.

The blood squirted violently again, and he stood up slowly with the severe pain.

Of course he was unwilling to die just now. He had a glimmer of hope that he would find a way out.

The door is an iron door, locked inside from the outside.

If Long San was in his heyday, he could still shake the iron lock of the big iron gate, but now he can only sigh.

Long San even began to have a delusion, hoping to find some leftover golden elixir in this alchemy room.

Helplessly, fate seemed to favor him, so he could only sit cross-legged and take a break.

The sky gradually became darker.

It was eight o'clock in the blink of an eye, which meant that he was getting closer and closer to death.

Death is not terrible, but waiting for death is terrible.

When he thought that he was here to help Jin Wuming extend his life and help Xuan Shang kill Fu Yu, he turned out to be like this ghost. He was very unwilling to accept it.

Long San's mind was full of random thoughts, and suddenly he was shocked again.

Could it be... this is the wonderful line of fate that Xuan Shang mentioned?

The invisible line of fate involves himself coming here, and Fu Yu's life and death disaster can't be avoided?

Long San's eyes moved to the alchemy furnace with dragon body tattooed. What kind of elixir is this alchemy furnace refining?

He knew that there was alchemy in Xianxia novels, but that was fictional.

The people from Tianji Mansion are real masters of Xuanmen who are well versed in numerology and Feng Shui.

Then they will definitely not refine false pills. If it weren't for false pills, then what kind of pills were they refining?

At this moment, the footsteps outside sounded again.

It's Li Tiantu!

"What is he here to do?"

Li Tiantu was dressed in black, quiet and indifferent.

After he came in, he pulled a chair and sat down in front of Long San, and was also condescending.

Long San looked at Li Tiantu in confusion. If this guy wasn't mean, he and Su Yihang might not have had the possibility of getting out of trouble.

Li Tiantu looked at Long San with a teasing smile and said, "I want to see, what is the difference between the son of destiny and ordinary people?"

Upon hearing this, Long San's eyebrows and eyes tightened, "Then you saw it!"

"Indeed, I'm very disappointed. You are no different from ordinary people." Li Tiantu's contemptuous smile in his eyes became stronger, and he shook his head.

Long San's eyes lowered and said with some excitement: "Have you said it? You can get out after you finish it."

A hint of anger flashed in Li Tiantu's eyes and said, "You look down on me!"

"You are really sensitive inside. Why are you sensitive?" Long San said with a hint of sneer: "Because you are a traitor! You are a person who can even betray your own country. Do you still expect me to look at you differently?"

Li Tiantu suddenly became excited and kicked Long San's neck with one kick.

Long San was kicked to the ground hard, and his face was rubbed to the ground, rubbing blood marks.

He pressed his foot against Long San's neck coldly and sneered: "Dog bastard, are you qualified to laugh at me?"

Long San couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was not as angry as he was laughing.

But Long San's smile made Li Tiantu even more angry and kicked Long San's chest hard.

Long San felt the sound of his thoracic bone breaking!

"I laugh at your mother. Do you really think of yourself as a destiny?" Li Tiantu roared angrily.

Long San shook his head and looked at Li Tiantu with pity, just ignoring him.

"Aren't you sharp-tongued? Why don't you speak, you're mute?" Li Tiantu hated Long San's eyes very much.

Long San took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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