Chapter 106 Chapter 106 "Live for one, die for one."...

In Wu Zhu's invisible field of vision, a faint haze appeared across Jiu Zhao's eyebrows for a moment.

But things had come to this point, and she had only one choice left.

She forced herself to clear her mind to reduce her inner resistance.

He asked, "How can I give you your eyes? Do you need me to dig them out?"

Wu Zhu did not answer immediately.

He retreated into his spiritual altar, trying to activate his demonic blood to sense how sincere Jiu Zhao was about this proposal.

Unfortunately, his divine power was nearly exhausted, and no matter how hard he tried, the emotions he could detect were only vague and ambiguous.

People who are naturally suspicious no longer have any other means of verifying the truth.

At this moment, the only way to judge is based on his feelings.

After a brief pause, Wu Zhu made his choice.

His ambiguous tone echoed calmly in Jiu Zhao's mind, "You and I are connected by blood, and both belong to the Fire Element. These two qualities can bridge the gap in our status. If you gouge out your eyes and give them to me, I can indeed regain my sight for a long time."

Jiu Zhao said: "Okay, then I——"

"But what's the point of me wanting lasting light? I'm going to die anyway."

Wu Zhu interrupted her, saying, "There's another way. Give up your spirit's resistance to me and let me take over your body. Then I can see the world clearly through your eyes. This way, I won't hurt you."

This time, the person who remained silent became Jiu Zhao.

Occupy her body.

Isn't this what Wu Zhu has been wanting to do for all these years?

If I really give up resistance and let him control me, how can I be sure that he is really just using me to gain light and not to do harm elsewhere?

From Jiu Zhao's silence, Wu Zhu immediately understood her unspoken meaning.

He laughed deeply. "Why, are you afraid that I'll use your body to do something? You don't have to agree to it.

"After all, you and I are enemies. There's no need to discuss any debts or compensation. What I do for you is based on my own interests. If I hadn't repaired your wounds, you would have been devoured by the Primordial Fire long ago. The blood pact would naturally not allow me to survive to this day. That's all."

Wu Zhu's words were calm and meaningless.

If the blood line on his wrist had not faded day by day, Jiu Zhao would have had no way of discovering his true feelings.

Now that I have made up my mind, I must take the last step and turn his liking into love.

Then, all she could do was to gamble everything she had.

The greater the price you pay, the higher the reward you will get.

Those who hesitate can only die in the burning of the fire of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty.

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and responded, "Since I've made a promise to you, there's no reason to go back on my word—just come."

…

After saying this, Jiu Zhao silently lifted the defenses of his soul and accepted Wu Zhu's invasion.

The obvious alien aura took over her body bit by bit. She felt that her invisible self was being slowly compressed by a force until it became flat and squeezed into the corner of her spiritual platform. The power of an immortal could never compare with that of a god. Having lost the last line of defense, she completely fell from being the controller of her sea of ​​consciousness to the inhabitant of this skin. Just like Wu Zhu at the beginning, she could only communicate within her head.

In stark contrast to Jiu Zhao who was feeling uncomfortable, Wu Zhu enjoyed the process very much.

A wonderful feeling permeated his consciousness, even overwhelming the intense pain that came from his severely injured body from time to time.

Even though they had never loved each other, Jiu Zhao, who mistook him for Zhu Yan when she fell ill, had never truly been united with him.

However, as he gradually merged with Jiu Zhao, he felt a kind of floating and harmonious happiness.

He had never had such an intimate experience since he was born into this world.

He used his spiritual sense to caress Jiu Zhao's flesh and blood inch by inch, interpreting her unruly nature, passion, and vitality.

The endless darkness was dispelled.

The coldness that had shrouded him for a long time was warmed by his young body.

The bright and sharp light came down, breaking through the thin cover of the eyelids and stirring up warm physiological tears.

Wu Zhu stretched her body, the long feathers of the phoenix faded away, and the graceful curves of a woman were reborn in the firelight.

He opened his eyes and regained his sight, but he did not take a good look at the world for the last time as he had done when talking to Jiu Zhao.

He used his divine power to easily create a spiritual mirror to reflect himself, and carefully looked at the face that belonged to Jiu Zhao.

Long slanted eyebrows and charming eyes.

As the eyeballs move, the person in the mirror also slowly moves his vision.

But no matter how it flows, it is always focused on one place.

She was looking at herself.

There is no Zhu Yan.

There is no God Emperor.

There was no mess, no other people she was thinking about.

She just looked at herself.

A kind of joy from the heart made Wu Zhu curl up the corners of his lips and sighed softly: "So this is what you look like, Master."

"Don't you want to see the world?

"What's the point of staring at me?"

Jiu Zhao felt very uncomfortable looking at his actions and his focused and paranoid eyes, and questioned him in a bad mood.

However, the next moment, her consciousness suddenly sank, and a terrible feeling of drowsiness suddenly descended upon her.

Wu Zhu, who had taken control, was actually closing her five senses.

"Hello.

"Hello--

“What on earth do you want to do?

"Wu Zhu, don't do this—"

Jiu Zhao's last desperate words reached his ears, and only an empty silence remained in his mind.

He isolated her five senses and let her sleep in darkness and silence.

Jiu Zhao's body has truly become an empty shell.

"Silly girl, I told you not to trust the devil.

"Half-demon, isn't that also a demon?"

Wu Zhu raised his head and teased at the air to which no one responded, then he clasped his hands together and summoned his scarred body.

Compared to the tenderness he showed when he looked at Jiu Zhao's face, the look he gave his own body was as if he was evaluating goods waiting to be sold.

"Never mind. Sichen's divine power is profound. If I don't achieve that, I'm afraid my efforts will fail."

He muttered to himself.

He stretched out his hand towards the Yuan body, and a red light suddenly appeared, covering the Yuan body completely.

The dragon-shaped body raised its neck and roared angrily. Sweat dripped down Wu Zhu's forehead, and veins popped out.

With a force exerted by the taut fingertips, all the scales on the Yuan body were pulled out by the divine light, leaving flesh and blood, in a terrifying manner as if they were being tortured to death.

Wu Zhu's eyes turned black from the pain.

His knees went weak and he fell to his knees in mid-air.

Even if he was insensitive to pain, the pain of severe damage to his primordial body still penetrated his body and struck his soul, making him wish he could die immediately.

Wu Zhu bit his tongue and calmed himself down.

Red light once again overflowed from his trembling fingertips, slowly catalyzing the intangible dragon scales into an equal amount of divine power.

Soon, a large ball of divine light gathered under his palm.

He straightened his naked body and transformed the divine light into arrows, shooting them towards his dantian.

boom!

The collision of absolute power and absolute power.

The barrier guarding the Dantian immediately began to spread spider-web-like cracks.

Seeing that the method was effective, Wu Zhu silently controlled the divine light and repeatedly hit that place.

Blood gradually flowed from the corner of his lips.

He offered all the original divine power to condense his primordial body.

These divine powers are non-renewable. Every time he attacks the barrier, it is equivalent to a part of himself dying.

The mechanical movements did not require any thought. Wu Zhu endured the severe pain and simply forced his brain to recall some beautiful things to sustain himself.

He thought about Wu Shao for a while.

I want Wu Shao’s appreciation.

Thinking of Wu Shao's encouragement to himself.

And the night before his fall, they had a heart-to-heart talk on the high platform while drinking and looking at the moon.

"Azhu, there's no need for you to betray Sanqingtian with me. You're already a demigod now, with status and the ability to protect yourself. No one will dare to trample on you or bully you anymore. I'm relieved. Even without me, you'll be able to live a good life."

This is what Wu Shao said to him.

At that time, he did not understand what life was, and he simply answered Wu Shao without thinking: "You saved my life, so I will live only for you."

Wu Shao reluctantly took a sip of wine and patted him on the shoulder. "Azhu, you still have a long life ahead of you, and there are so many things you haven't experienced yet. Maybe one day, you'll meet someone who wants to live and die for her, but it won't be me."

…

In the battle of Wu Ri Yuan, he signed a blood pact with Jiu Zhao.

In order to protect her from being struck by thunder, he gave up his ten-thousand-year-old dragon body and transformed into his original body to live again.

Now, he is dying for her.

Is this what Wu Shao said, live for one person, die for one person?

No one could tell Wu Zhu the answer.

But it seems that coming back to life and dying again is not bad compared to my previous life as a walking corpse.

…

In a trance with dilated pupils, the barrier of Dantian was finally shattered by Wu Zhu's arrow.

Large amounts of water-based divine power as surging as the sea emerged.

They quickly wrapped Jiu Zhao up and repaired every gap in her body.

Wu Zhu frowned.

If he was surrounded by Sichen's power for another second, he would probably vomit it out.

He gave up control of Jiu Zhao's soul and returned to his dying body.

The blood pact that bound the two together and forced them to coexist for a hundred years also emerged the moment he broke away.

Bright red, like silk threads, in wisps.

Fragile, yet unshakable, like fate.

Wu Zhu disappeared again.

His dragon claws moved weakly twice in mid-air, and he felt something inside his body breaking inch by inch.

That was a sign that the devil fell in love with someone.

All the spells are gradually losing their effect.

The last link between him and her was gone.

Are we going to return to eternal darkness and coldness?

Wu Zhu had nothing to regret about what he had done.

But it turns out that as Jiu Zhao said, when a person is really about to die, regrets will eventually emerge in his mind.

He let his body fall into the raging sea of ​​fire deep in the heart of the tree.

A strange warmth surrounded him.

It is the same aura as Jiu Zhao's.

Wu Zhu closed his eyes peacefully.

…

In the distance, the blue divine light completed the final repair.

Jiu Zhao, who was reborn from the ashes, turned into a phoenix, spread his wings with a loud and long cry, and broke out of the tree core where he had been trapped for forty-nine years.