Chapter 198: Forget it if ......

Let Chi You jump into the Dragon Spring, this is the ultimate goal of the Fatalists.

The Fated One pushed Jiang Luo into the Dragon Spring to save Jiang Luo, while Chi You jumped into the Dragon Spring on his own initiative for Jiang Luo and had nothing to do with the Fated One.

The Dragon Spring is a magnet for evil spirits, and even a powerful spirit like Chi You is like a moth to a flame when it comes near the Spring. Nine times out of ten, Chi You will die.

Even if he was one in a million lucky enough to stay alive from the Dragon Springs, he'd be too badly injured to jeopardize the Nemesis any longer.

Watching Chi You jumping off the Dragon Spring, the Fated Man stood on the shore, looking down at the water with a seemingly joyful expression.

He was relieved, but also complicated.

The Fates didn't expect Chi You to really be willing to jump off the Dragon Spring to save Jiang Luo.

In his plan, there was only a 20% chance that Chi You would sacrifice his life to save Jiang Luo.

He didn t think ...... Chi You could actually do this for Jiang Luo.

The Fates were slightly out of breath.

However, he had forgotten that there was a bad living dead man on the shore. By the time the Fatalist came to his senses, Teng Bi had already stabbed the Fatalist through the chest.

The Fated One lurched, looking sideways along the greatsword.

I don't know if it's because he's too close to the depths of the Dragon Vein, Teng Bi's power is constantly suppressed, but his hand holding the blade is still steady and strong.

Teng Bi's eyes sharpened as he stared at the Fated Man, his pursed lips flushed with a slight greenish color. He sends the greatsword down into the Fated Man's chest with renewed vigor, gulping down the fishy breath in his throat, "Get out."

The Fated One did not bother about the bleeding wound on his chest, but looked at Teng Bi for a while.

Teng Bi was on alert and was about to pull his great sword out when the predestined man suddenly whispered, "The living dead ...... you have also lived long enough."

After saying this inexplicable statement, the predestined man's eyes closed and he left the place.

The body in the Republic of China vest suddenly lost consciousness and fell back, Teng Bi frowned, poked the body several times with a knife, and after making sure that the body was dead, he turned his head and saw that Chi You had already rolled up to the shore with Jiang Luo on his back.

After seeing Chi You and Jiang Luo's appearance, Teng Bi's pupils shook and his throat trembled, "......"

He was too shaken to say a word.

Chi You is no longer human, covered in smoke from corrosion and burning, and the two arms holding Jiang Luo have turned into white bones, looking horrible, as if on the verge of death.

Teng Bi was horrified by his unprecedented weakness, but even more horrified by Jiang Luo's silence.

Teng Bi was just about to ask him how Jiang Luo was doing when he noticed Chi You's slow, stiff movements.

Teng Bi saw his trembling hands, and he had a sudden and terrible suspicion which sent chills down his spine.

His gaze shifted to Jiang Luo and he said cautiously, "Jiang Luo?"

But it was only when he called out that Teng Bi realized that his voice was hoarse and trembling, and that some kind of invisible horror was spreading fast inside the cave.

The dark-haired youth lying on the ground didn't react.

Teng Bi's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his voice in mock relief, "Jiang Luo."

There was still a still silence.

The silence was crushing, a raging storm pressing down on the surface of the plane, the chest slamming down, breathing hard, a kind of suffocation from lack of oxygen.

Chi You's whole body was burning with pain. He looked at Jiang Luo calmly, and his hands, which had turned into white bones, pressed hard on Jiang Luo's chest.

Jiang Luo's eyes were closed, and he looked as calm as if he had fallen asleep. Droplets of water rolled down the side of his face from his skin and dripped onto the bones of Chi You's hand, bringing another smoldering burn.

His body trembled with Chi You's movements, but his chest still didn't rise or fall at all.

The rotting flesh of Chi You's body fell piece by piece onto Jiang Luo's body. It was useless to press once or twice, but Chi You pressed faster and faster.

Suddenly, Chi You pinched Jiang Luo's face with great force, and his knuckles left several blue and white marks on the side of Jiang Luo's face as the evil spirit leaned down to cross the air.

The strong smell of blood choked his nose, but Jiang Luo was still unresponsive as the evil spirits frantically fed him air.

He couldn't feel anything, no pain, no breathing.

Jiang Luo is dead.

Chi You's entire body was a bloody mess, and blood dripped from his body onto Jiang Luo's body. Jiang Luo's body gradually became cold, colder than an evil ghost that had been seriously injured and was about to die.

The madness that was about to collapse raged beneath the surface of the sea.

Chi You looked up from Jiang Luo's lips, and Teng Bi seemed to see Chi You's body shivering as the evil spirit commanded in a low, hoarse voice, "Jiang Luo, speak."

But how could a dead man give him a reaction.

The evil spirit's voice became violent as he yelled down, "Speak!"

Suddenly he went crazy, squeezing Jiang Luo's cheeks and forcing him to open his mouth, snarling and roaring to get Jiang Luo to talk. The evil spirit's tone of voice was one of fear and terror, and his grip on Jiang Luo's hand became more and more unsteady.

Chi You suddenly felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

He had killed many people and suffered a lot in his life. But he had never saved anyone, and he had never suffered as much as he did today.

The double pain of physical and psychological suffering was like a lingering knife scraping Chi You's flesh piece by piece.

Let Chi You until now, plunged into darkness before his eyes.

The moment he jumped into the Dragon Spring and held Jiang Luo in his arms through the excruciating pain, he knew that Jiang Luo was dead.

He held Jiang Luo in his arms, his composure crumbling a little, but Chi You was still silent, a silence twisted to hide the pain that was about to break him.

Chi You suddenly to the person in his arms rose a bone-deep hatred, he could not control himself to strangle Jiang Luo's neck, hated to call him up to his own hands to kill him, eat him, gnashing teeth of hatred so that Chi You voice dry, he said: "Jiang Luo, I hate you so much."

His words were wrapped in blood and gut-wrenching hatred, "If you die, I will turn this world into hell."

"Everyone dies."

Gently, he stroked the side of Jiang Luo's face with the bones of his hand. His hand still hurt now, but Chi You's movements were still gentle and lingering, the opposite of the coldness in his tone, "I will kill everyone."

Jiang Luo is quietly sleeping.

"That includes your friends, everyone you care about, all the things you like," Chi You said to herself, "but how about if you wake up, I'll grant you what you asked for before?"

Jiang Luo didn't seem to be satisfied with his words and still didn't give Chi You an answer.

You're really stubborn, Chi You think.

He suddenly laughed twice, and then stopped abruptly.

The intertwined hatred and anger in his heart was growing wildly, and Chi You felt a pain that truly overwhelmed him, such pain that Chi You almost thought he had died again.

"You tried to make me miserable and failed," Chi You said, "and now you've succeeded."

Jiang Luo came back with a vengeance, in a way that hurt Chi You to the core.

The air seemed to freeze as the evil spirit held Jiang Luo in his arms. The silence was uncomfortable, and Teng Bi suddenly lifted his legs and stumbled in front of the ghost and Jiang Luo.

Chi You, who was holding Jiang Luo, did not look at him; he seemed to have become a real stone, and the injuries on his body almost put him on the verge of dissipating at any moment, but he did not have the slightest idea of wanting to save himself.

He can't accept the fact that Jiang Luo is dead.

Teng Bi stumbled to one knee and supported himself with his great sword compound, after stabilizing himself he suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, "Master, I can save Jiang Luo ......"

The evil spirit snapped at him, its eyes about to be melted into two bloody holes horribly oozing.

Teng Bi s face did not know when it began to become blue, his lips were blackened, and he looked straight into the eyes of the evil spirit, straining to gasp, "There is poison in the wounds Lisa bit on me, and it just flared up ...... Master, I can save Jiang Luo. "

He spoke with increasing difficulty, but still said one word at a time, "I am the living dead, leaving the last mouthful of living breath, give this mouthful of living breath to Jiang Luo, and he will be able to live."

Teng Bi didn't say what would happen to himself when he was given the Living Breath, but of course a living dead person would become a dead person without the Living Breath.

After seeing Jiang Luo die, Teng Bi had been thinking about this. He wanted to give this breath to Jiang Luo directly, but there was some inexplicable hesitation in his heart, it was really strange, as if he couldn't give up anything.

But after realizing he was poisoned, Teng Bi made up his mind.

The chances of the living dead appearing are very small. The breath is buried in Teng Bi's heart, supporting Teng Bi's heartbeat, and all he needs to do is to feed this breath to Jiang Luo along with his blood. Teng Bi believes that Jiang Luo is different from the rest, and that he will be able to turn into a living dead person with this breath.

Lisa's poison is powerful, but it's not that Teng Bi can't cure it, but he's long since come to see Jiang Luo as his friend, and ......

He suddenly thought of Lu Youyi.

Teng Bi thought silently.

Jiang Luo would be very sad if he died.

But not if he's the one who's dead.

He was a traitor to Lu Youyi, and the death of a traitor does not need to be grieved.

Having gotten that off his chest, Teng Bi was relieved, but also a little frustrated.

He didn't know why he was so despondent; as a living dead man, he should have lived long enough.

The evil spirit stared at him dead in the face, and after a few seconds he asked in a muffled voice, "What do you want."

Teng Bi lowered his head, and after a long time, he shook his head.

The evil spirit said, "I will do what I once promised you."

Teng Bi nodded slowly.

The poison was getting stronger and stronger, making Teng Bi's brain gradually become slow and sluggish. In order not to lose time, Teng Bi did not say anything, and directly forced the gas in his heart into his arm, he took the big knife and flicked it on his wrist, and blood spurted out.

The vital energy reaches the wrist from the heart, Teng Bi raises his hand to Jiang Luo's lips, and the evil spirit peels open Jiang Luo's mouth and watches as a coalescing mass of blood falls into Jiang Luo's mouth.

After this breath, Teng Bi suddenly lost all his strength and collapsed on the ground, the poison on his face spreading rapidly, Teng Bi gasped for air, he still wanted to greedily live for a few more seconds, holding on to see if Jiang Luo would wake up or not.

One second, two seconds ...... As Teng Bi s eyes began to lax, Jiang Luo slowly opened his eyes.

He didn't know what had happened before, and looked blankly at Teng Bi, who was lying in a pool of blood with his face covered in a layer of death, and mumbled, "Teng Bi?"

Alive.

Teng Bi barely grinned as a strong sense of reluctance suddenly rose in him. With his last trembling strength, Teng Bi handed the sword to Jiang Luo, suddenly regretting it.

It's not that he regrets saving Jiang Luo, but he regrets that he didn't see Lu Youyi one last time to tell him that he should have told him he was sorry.

The regretful owner asked him what he wanted, but he shook his head.

Teng Bi's eyes gradually lost focus, his vitality vanishing with the naked eye, yet he still persistently said, "Friend, give this, to him. Help me, a little more."

Teng Bi's body is rapidly rotting.

But his eyes were still so silent and focused, unafraid of death and with a lingering love for the living. It was as if he had become the most carefree stage of a dead ghost, always ready to charge straight up for his friends without fear of anything.

"Sorry, Happy New Year."

"If ...... forget about ......"

There was no luster in Teng Bi's eyes, and he was out of breath with his large, gray eyes open.