"Hah, it's not. I'm not going to do such a shoddy thing. I was only recently able to join the Reaper. Of course, it's just a mental addition. This paralysis technique was also taught to me at that time...... Oh, oops, terrible ......"

Bai Zhuotian stood up with a mechanical stiff movement.

"That's all for now, otherwise the poison will be over soon. Let's get to the finishing touches. From the day of the matchup, I dreamed every night...... I will dream of that moment......"

Paranoid flames burned in Kratil's almost circular eyes. His long tongue came out of his cheek with a smile open to his cheeks, and he stood on tiptoe to swing his sword downward.

Before he started his action, Ye Qiu only used his wrist strength to launch the throw in his right hand with a short cone. Although aiming at the face that would have caused him a lot of damage, the low hit rate due to the paralysis caused the trajectory to deviate, and the steel cone stabbed into Bai Zhuotian's left arm.

Kratir did not receive a fatal injury, which made Ye Qiu almost fall into the abyss of despair.

“…… It hurts......"

Bai Zhuotian wrinkled the bridge of his nose, pursed his lips, and stabbed the tip of his sword into Ye Qiu's right arm. Then, as if to cut it open, it turned around two or three times.

“……！”

In addition to being subjected to strong anesthesia, the unpleasantness of being directly stimulated by the nerves spread throughout the body. When the sword slashed against Ye Qiu's arm, he could feel that his body was bleeding little by little.

"Efficacy...... Hasn't the effect of the medicine been done yet......"

Ye Qiu gritted his teeth and endured, waiting for the moment when his body regained its freedom. Although it varies depending on the intensity of the toxicity, in general, it takes about five minutes for the paralyzing poison to return to its normal state.

Bai Zhuotian pulled out his sword, and then stabbed Ye Qiu's left foot. The current that paralyzed the nerves ran all over the body again, and the damage value was ruthlessly added to Ye Qiu's body.

"How's that...... How's that...... How does it feel to be about to die...... Tell me...... Hurry up......"

Bai Zhuotian snorted while staring at Ye Qiu's face.

"You might as well say something, little ghost...... Crying and saying I don't want to die......"

Ye Qiu's was slowly losing consciousness due to excessive blood loss. Winter doesn't seem to be able to hear herself, but you haven't recovered from your paralysis yet. The whole body began to slowly get colder, and the Grim Reaper climbed up from the soles of his feet with cold air.

Ye Qiu had seen countless people die. Each of them had the same expression on their faces at the moment of death. The expression was like a simple question of "Am I really going to die like this?"

Maybe everyone still doesn't want to believe that they will die.

I still have the speculation that maybe I'm not dead yet, which is close to hope. Of course, to confirm whether this speculation is true or not, you can only know from your own experience.

"Hey, let's talk. Are you going to die?"

Bai Zhuotian pulled the sword out of Ye Qiu's feet, and then stabbed into Ye Qiu's abdomen. A large amount of blood gushed out, and it was almost dying, but Ye Qiu felt that it was none of his business at all. Ye Qiu was tormented by the sword, and his thoughts broke into a lightless path, and his consciousness seemed to be covered with a thick and heavy veil.

However---- suddenly a strong sense of fear hit Ye Qiu's heart.

Fang is not dead. I'm going to leave her and disappear from this world. Fang Wuxian would fall into the hands of Bai Zhuotian and suffer the same torture as himself. This possibility turned into unbearable pain and made Ye Qiu's consciousness regain consciousness.

"Woo!"

Ye Qiu opened his eyes, grabbed the sword body that Bai Zhuotian had stabbed in his abdomen with his left hand, and slowly pulled the sword out of his abdomen with all his might. Bai Zhuotian let out a surprised voice and said:

"Oh...... Oh, what, are you still afraid of death?"

"That's right...... I...... Can't die ...... yet."

"Hah, wow, yes, that's what it is!"

Bai Zhuotian let out a cry like a strange bird as he added his whole body weight to the sword. Ye Qiu supported himself with one hand.

In the end---- the tip of the sword fell slowly and surely again, and Ye Qiu fell into a state of terror and despair.

Is this the end of it?

Did he really have to die here? did he just leave Fang Wuxian alone in this crazy world?

Ye Qiu desperately resisted the approaching tip of the sword and the sense of despair in his heart.

"Die--------! die--------!"

Bai Zhuotian shouted in a sharp voice.

The killing intent in the dark gray metal coat descended centimeter by centimeter. Finally, the tip of the sword touched his body---- and stabbed in slightly......

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

It was a gust of wind with blue and green colors.

"What...... ......!"

The killer raised his head with a cry of surprise and immediately flew out with his sword. Ye Qiu silently stared at the person who flew down in front of him.

"Caught up with ...... It's so dangerous, I almost can't catch up...... God...... Thank you for allowing me to catch up on ......."

Her trembling voice sounded like the bel canto of an angel flapping its wings. Fang Wuxian knelt down as if he had fallen, his lips trembling constantly, and he looked at himself with wide eyes.

"Alive...... You're still alive, Ye Qiu......"

“…… Well...... Still alive and well......"

Ye Qiu replied in a hoarse and weak voice that he was also surprised to hear. Fang Wuxian nodded vigorously, took out the pink potion from his pocket with his right hand, put his left hand on my chest and shouted, "Can you drink it?" Fang Wuxian quickly fed Ye Qiu to drink the potion, and after confirming that the potion had worked, Fang Wuxian whispered to Ye Qiu:

"Wait a minute...... It's over soon......"

Then he stood up, drew his sword with graceful movements, and walked forward.

Nan Zhuotian, who became her target, was finally ready to stand up at this time. His eyes widened as he confirmed who was coming.

"Fang, Lord Fang...... Y-Why are you here...... No, it's not, it's just training, yes, something unexpected happened during training......"

Bai Zhuotian bounced up like a spring, and defended himself in a nervous voice, but he couldn't finish his words. Because Fang Wuxian's right hand flashed, the tip of the sword had already torn Bai Zhuotian's mouth.

"Wow!"

Bai Zhuotian covered his mouth with one hand, tilted his head back, and paused for a while. When he lifted his head back, he already had a familiar look of disgust on his face.

"This stinky woman...... Don't overdo it...... Hmph, it's just in time. I'm going to kill you sooner or later anyway......"

It's just that this sentence can't be finished either. Because Fang Wuxian had already launched an angry attack.

"Oh...... Woo-ah......!"

(End of chapter)