This Damned Thirst for Survival

There was still a space under the coffin, and Jiang Luo and Fateman fell down quickly. Jiang Luo pulled the fatalist under him on the way down, using him as his own mat.

Surprisingly, the Fate Man didn't even struggle.

With a "bang", the two fell to the ground.

This space is about ten meters high, even if there are people on the mat, Jiang Luo's impact is not light. He fell dizzy, Jiang Luo staggered to stand up from the fatal man, rubbed his forehead and looked down, the body possessed by the fatal man lost his breath.

died.

But Jiang Luo knew that this person would come alive later.

Facing this kind of people who were constantly dying and alive, alive and dead, even if Jiang Luo made a few more cuts now, it would be useless. He pressed the killing intent, observing the environment here.

Here is a cave made of stones, and the place where he fell is a black hole above his head. There are densely packed stalactites growing on both sides of the black hole, and water drops slowly dripping from the stalactites, falling into the milky white turbid pool below the stalactites.

After Jiang Luo saw the water in the pond, two words suddenly appeared in his mind: Longquan.

Intuition tells him that this is Longquan.

Jiang Luo immediately tore down the bag under him, took out the water bottle from his side pocket, and walked to the pool to fill a whole bottle of glass. Just about to screw on the lid, someone smiled and asked, "Is that enough?"

Jiang Luo turned his head and looked around. The Fate Man didn't know when he would come back to life again. He stood behind Jiang Luo, so close that he could touch Jiang Luo by raising his hand. The fatalist looked at the water bottle in his hand and kindly pointed out: "These are not enough for you."

Jiang Luo said coldly: "You don't need to care too much, Fate."

The fatalist sighed, "If I don't help you, you will die."

Jiang Luo sneered, stood up and screwed the cup. But the Fate Man suddenly stretched out his hand and gently pushed on him.

Jiang Luo fell back subconsciously, but at the critical moment, he backhanded the arm of the destined man in time. Behind him was Longquan, Jiang Luo sweating on his forehead, "Fate man, what are you going to do?"

Dao Wei He said that Longquan's power is too great and can only be diluted when used. And when using Longquan, all the power in the body will be suppressed, this is to avoid the riot of the power in the body on the way to quench the body.

Dao Wei He had repeatedly warned on this point, and even the Fate had never soaked in the pure Longquan. His act of pushing Jiang Luo into Longquan was almost a murder.

The fatalist said warmly: "I just want to save you."

Jiang Luo didn't believe him a word, he kept holding the hand of the fatalist to keep his balance. The Fate also unexpectedly grabbed his wrist. However, the next moment, the Fate Man raised his other hand and gently took off the Yin-Yang ring from Jiang Luo's wrist.

He lightly threw the Yin-Yang ring into the pool, and then, the fatalist paused for three seconds, and loosened Jiang Luo's hand one by one.

Jiang Luo fell heavily into the pool.

The pool water instantly boiled, and a few drops of water splashed on the hand of the fatalist, causing a burning pain. The Fate Man’s complexion remained unchanged, he lowered his eyes and looked at the river falling in the pool.

Jiang Luo's nose and mouth were instantly submerged, and Longquan boiled vigorously around him, and large transparent bubbles appeared one after another. An unprecedented pain swept through every nerve in Jiang Luo, the spring water only reached Jiang Luo's chest, but Jiang Luo was so painful that he didn't have any strength to crawl out of Long Spring.

He rolled painfully in the water, and the bigger the waves on the water surface, the fatalist took a step back slowly.

He fainted when he watched Jiang Luo just falling into the water, and woke up again forced by a sense of suffocation, struggling to crawl out of the water to breathe.

Every cell in Jiang Luo stained with water overflowed with blood, and in a blink of an eye he became a blood man. The fatalist knows this kind of pain. Body tempering transforms the entire body from a human to a god. All the bones seem to be crushed and reorganized, and the flesh is scraped and reshaped. It will be more painful than the transformation from the inside out by the power of worship.

At this moment, the Fate Man could not bear it.

He felt unfamiliar pity for Jiang Luo in the pool. This feeling made him unable to help but stretch out his hand to help Jiang Luo end the pain, but when he reached half of his hand, the fatalist slowly took it back.

Suddenly a **** hand stretched out from the pool, and firmly grasped the ankle of the fatalist.

Jiang Luo struggling to lie on the edge of the pool, his voice was fragile, "Do you want, kill, people...?"

The Fate Man knelt on one knee, brushed his hair gently, and said softly: "Jiang Luo, I am saving you."

"You took away half of my strength in one breath. This strength is too strong for you to bear," said Fate. "Lianchun helps you reduce the number of pains. Although it is effective, it also makes your body more corrupt. You can't live anymore, and a small amount of Longquan water is of no use to you, Jiang Luo."

"Only in this way can you survive," he held up Jiang Luo's face and said softly, "If you don't break or stand, you can survive as long as you hold it through."

He was just using words to save people to kill Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo felt that he couldn't make it through.

Jiang Luo faced death many times, but this was the first time he felt that death was so close to him.

He couldn't even say anything extra, Jiang Luo felt as if he was in a volcano in a frying pan, all his nerves were painful to numbness, and his whole body twitched and trembled uncontrollably. He has only one consciousness: it hurts, it's going to hurt to death.

Jiang Luo's face was wet, besides the pool water, there were also tears from his pain. Jiang Luo grasped the fatal man's fingers and gradually weakened, and the fatal man broke his hand, Jiang Luo fainted again and slipped into the pool with pain.

The fatalist looked at him quietly, the false **** closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, it turned into an equal appearance with no waves.

Except for his slightly tightened fingers, no one could see the ups and downs in his heart.

There was a loud noise suddenly behind him.

The Fate Man turned around. It turned out that Tengbi was holding a broadsword in one hand and Lisa who was half-dead in the other and jumped down.

The craters on Tengbi's shoulders were all blood, and his breathing suddenly became heavy when he saw the scene in the cave. He threw Lisa hard into the corner, and Lisa slammed her head against the stone wall, and passed out without humming.

Teng Bi squeezed the handle of the knife with both hands, with strong killing intent on his face, and rushed towards the fatalist without saying a word.

There were swords, guns and swords on the bank, but in Longquan, Jiang Luo gradually exhausted himself and sank to the bottom of the water.

He was drowned once.

But compared with this time last time, it was completely insignificant.

The fatalist said he was saving Jiang Luo, but Jiang Luo felt that life is better than death.

Longquan's power is pervasive, Jiang Luo felt that his body was undergoing tremendous changes every minute and every second, but he also felt the rapid passing of life.

It seemed that there was a pair of big hands covering his nose and mouth, pressing him to the bottom of the pool, making Jiang Luo feel the biting cold.

He thought that he might really be dying.

The sound of the battle between the fateful man on the shore and Tengbi reached his ears, and the gravel splashed into the pool. But Jiang Luosheng couldn't afford any hope, he knew that Teng Bi could not beat the destiny.

In fact, he underestimated the destiny.

Even if half of his power was taken away, even if he was seriously injured, the counterattack of the fatalist could not be defended.

There is less and less oxygen in the lungs, and the pain in the body is like bone gangrene. The pain Jiang Luo has experienced in these two weeks is the most frequent and deepest in his life. If someone who is afraid of pain comes, it is probably already painful.

Jiang Luo still shed a lot of blood this time, but no evil spirit was wiping him with cold hands.

It is said that when a person is about to die, a picture of the past flashes through his mind. Perhaps it was an illusion caused by hypoxia, Jiang Luo also saw his own past memories.

From childhood to growing up, there was pain and happiness. There are many scenes of carnival with the crowd, and there are more pictures of being alone. A boring design institute for drawing, a lonely lighter on the computer desk. Familiar friends and unfamiliar strangers flashed past one by one, and finally got stuck on the face of the evil spirit.

A huge unwillingness and sourness suddenly rose in Jiang Luo's heart.

This emotion was so strong that his teeth trembled. Before the death caused by pain and suffocation, emotions that had never been thought of before would accumulate rapidly here, rushing through the threshold of Jiang Luo, and instantly breaking all of his Pretending to be calm and sensible.

Jiang Luo curled up, his fingers trembling.

He clenched his teeth, and suddenly understood his feelings towards evil spirits at this moment.

The feelings he deliberately ignored, and the unwilling to admit defeat, were so clear before life and death.

The sadness in Jiang Luo's heart rushed to his throat almost instantly, he thought, so I like him.

But he wants to break up with Chi You.

But how sad and ridiculous.

His stubbornness has only now allowed him to understand his intentions, but after understanding, whether it is breaking up or being together, he will never see Chi You again.

...

Down the mountain.

Chi You didn't know why he was a little irritable. He kept walking up and down at the foot of the mountain, changing his steps from easy grace to more and more restless.

As time passed, the haze in his heart not only did not ease, but became more serious.

Chi You was a little uneasy.

After realizing that he was upset, Chi You almost laughed out loud, jokes, how could he be upset?

But his smile became stiff as soon as he pulled it up, and the corners of the evil spirit's mouth could no longer be pulled up. The evil spirit finally gave up deceiving himself. He walked quickly to the mountain road and looked up at the towering Dawu Mountain. There was no expression on his handsome face, and his expressionless expression was scary.

The air is dry, people's hearts are impetuous, and there is a faint feeling that something big is about to happen.

Chi You's lips are getting straighter and straighter.

When his whole person became visibly irritable with the naked eye, the three moles on his waist suddenly became hot.

Chi You was stunned for a moment.

Three moles are feverish, which means that his "other half" is in a critical moment of life and death crisis.

Chi You's eyes sank quickly, he said nothing, and the black mist behind him quickly enveloped him, turning into a black mist and rushing to Dawu Mountain without hesitation.

The movement in Longquan is getting smaller and smaller.

The premonition in Teng Bi's heart was getting worse and worse. He rushed to the edge of the pool regardless of the fateful blow, and reached out to pull Jiang Luo in the pool.

But as soon as his hand was plunged into the turbid white water, it was so painful that he twitched, Tengbi retracted his hand, and his hand had become a pile of bones.

Teng Bi was sweating profusely from the pain, and the blue veins on his neck violently. He protected his hand in pain, resisting the severe pain and shouted at the bottom of the pool: "Jiang Luo!"

Instinctively told him that the water in this pool was a terrible thing, as long as he dared to enter, he would definitely die without a place to bury him.

The fatalist did not take the opportunity to attack Tengbi. He also looked at Longquan, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes, "This is the most essential part of the dragon veins. It suppresses evil the most. You can't save him."

Teng Bi gritted his teeth, and exhausted all his strength to fish Jiang Luo with a broad knife, "Jiang Luo!"

The fatalist frowned and dragged him away from the pond, "You shouldn't bother him at this time."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Teng Bi roared with red eyes, and stabbed him with a big knife with a backhand, "I'm going to kill you!"

The fatalist leaped back slightly to avoid him, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at the black hole above his head.

Suddenly a light black mist came in from the black hole. The mist was thin, barely the size of a person, and the black mist fell on the ground and dispersed, revealing the evil spirits wrapped in the black mist.

The fatalist stared at Chi You closely, the expression in his eyes changed rapidly.

Chi You finally came.

Tengbi couldn't believe that Chi You had come to the deepest part of the dragon veins, but he would no longer care about the others, as if he saw a life-saving straw, and quickly said: "Master, Jiang is in the water!"

The evil spirit didn't seem to have suffered any injuries on the surface, but his face was much paler than usual, and his eyes were stained with blood.

He didn't even look at Tengbi and the fatalist, and walked straight to the lake without saying anything, and jumped directly into the fountain.