“Nangong… take out the elixir of life from my arms! Only this thing can save me now.”

Nangong Manyun immediately came to his senses and unbuttoned Jiang Hai's shirt. When he lowered his head, he saw that Jiang Hai's ribs were in a strange shape, and part of them had stretched his skin and flesh to be as thin as paper! He could see blood clots accumulating, which made Nangong Manyun even more unable to hold back, and tears flowed like water.

"It's okay... I can still hold on!" Nangong Manyun held back her tears and took out one by one the many elixirs that Jiang Hai had collected from the palace walls on the Yaochi Road.

Jiang Hai had an expressionless face as he swallowed the medicinal herbs that he was going to use to make an elixir of immortality one by one!

Afterwards, Jiang Hai regained some vitality and took out a scale from his chest.

This piece of scale is exactly the reverse scale of the snake!

Jiang Hai placed the scales near his mouth. No one could hear what he said clearly. Then his spirit and energy were instantly restored! Nangong Manyun even found that the steel on Jiang Hai's chest, which was about to penetrate the flesh and bones, actually shrank back silently.

"Okay, Nangong, don't cry...I'm still alive!"

"Old man! You..." Nangong Manyun witnessed this magical scene, but she was not happy at all! Because Nangong Manyun was no longer a simple girl! Since entering Wanku Mountain, Nangong Manyun learned a truth! All power is not without price.

Jiang Hai was seriously injured and dying, but now he is still alive! This... is a huge price to pay.

Taoist Zijin came to the corpse, with a mocking look on his face: "Nothing more than that...Nothing more than that! I thought I was going to die here today. I didn't expect it to be nothing more than a scoundrel!"

Zhang Fan raised his head slowly after hearing this, looked at Taoist Zi Jin's face and said!

"You think... this is the only one?"

The smile on Zijin Taoist's face froze instantly. He looked at Zhang Fan blankly, "Master... this!"

Zhang Fan picked up the low-end immortal sword and put it back into the Heaven and Earth Pawnshop. He then said in a cold voice: "Don't forget what we encountered in the Heavenly Palace before... At that time, everyone believed that the one-eyed dragon only had one eye! But what happened later?"

"Later, those one-eyed dragons lived in groups and became a race! There were also countless sixteen-eyed centipedes." Taoist Zi Jin answered honestly, his heart weighing down his chest.

"Be careful, don't get too cocky! This place... is much scarier than we thought."

Zhang Fan withdrew his gaze, slowly turned his head, and heard a slight shout in his ears.

"Mr. Zhang Fan!"

Zhang Fan knew without even looking that the person calling him was Jiang Hai!

But the voice was too weak, completely different from Jiang Hai's thunderous voice in the past.

He knew very well that Jiang Hai was probably about to die! It was also possible that he was exhausted! But he preferred to believe that it was both.

"Mr. Jiang Hai, how do you feel?"

Zhang Fan came to Jiang Hai, squatted down and looked at Jiang Hai's pale face! He remained calm and showed no sadness or pity.

"Mr. Zhang Fan, can you tell me... who you are?" Jiang Hai looked expectantly: "Are you a human, or an immortal? Or... both."

Jiang Hai's fingers trembled as he held Zhang Fan's wrist with trembling hands.

He lowered his eyelids slightly, and his dry hands, like chicken claws, were covered in blood. His strength was even weaker, and his muscles trembled with pain! That feeling cast a layer of haze over his heart.

Zhang Fan's heart sank slightly, and he inevitably tilted his head and said cruelly: "Why did Mr. Jiang Hai suddenly ask this question!"

Jiang Hai's lips moved, and he saw Zhang Fan avoiding him. He didn't want to lie to him! He felt bitter in his heart.

"You used the reverse scale to suppress the pain in your body! This comes at a price. Excessive pursuit of perfection will bring disaster! Old man, think about yourself."

Zhang Fan stood up slowly. Nangong Manyun, who was standing beside him, couldn't hold back her tears and looked at Zhang Fan's silhouette for help! She let out a low, murmured roar, "Ah... Tell me! Why didn't you tell him? Why..."

The voice was so weak that it seemed like Nangong Manyun's inner doubts, or Nangong Manyun's questioning of everything that was unclear!

"I understand!" Jiang Hai suddenly chuckled: "Life is unpredictable. Maybe I was wrong from the beginning!"

"Grandpa Jiang Hai, your injuries!" Taoist Zi Jin came over at the right time and looked at Jiang Hai with a little worry.

"It's okay... I'll lend you my dagger!" Jiang Hai spread out his palms and looked at Taoist Zi Jin with a dim gaze.

"Dagger? Old man, you've got to think about it... This knife is an extremely deadly weapon! But at the same time, it's also full of righteousness..." Taoist Zi Jin explained, with some confusion in his eyes.

"I can tell that this is an extremely fierce weapon, just like the knife I encountered back then! That knife gave me a lot of doubts that shouldn't have existed. Thinking about it now... maybe, that was my real thought at that time!"

Mr. Jiang Hai's tone was calm, but his expression was full of yearning and expectation!

"Master, there is something temporarily stored in Jiang Hai's body! This is the only way to stay alive... Once you get the dagger, this..." Taoist Zi Jin looked at Zhang Fan for help, with confusion in his eyes! But more of a strong expectation!

Zhang Fan, however, looked calm and said calmly: "Mr. Jiang Hai's own choice has nothing to do with us! If you want to lend it, just give it."

Nangong Manyun's face was full of confusion. She didn't know what the Purple Gold Taoist Master Yu Jianghai was talking about in a riddle.

But Zhang Fan knew it well! The Taotie Fang was taken from the body of an evil Taotie, but was subsequently used by a righteous master! Over time, although this pair of daggers was a peerless weapon, they had already changed their appearance.

Jiang Hai saved his life with the help of the reverse scale! But... there was a price to pay!

The price was that Jiang Hai's soul was gradually eroded, and he gradually changed from a human to a scale on the snake! His soul resided on the reverse scale, and the reverse scale would gradually replace Jiang Hai.

Just as Nangong Manyun thought, all the power in this world is not without price! Jiang Hai used the reverse scale to achieve all kinds of things! Then he must return for all kinds of things.

The result was already predetermined! How could it be explained clearly in just a few words?

"Give it to him!" Zhang Fan took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the snake corpse.

The Purple Gold Taoist's hands were shaking, and his teeth were chattering! He was a demon, not a human... He could save people, but he would not beg for mercy or sacrifice his life for the sake of their life or death. ?