This Damned Thirst for Survival

What Jiang Luo has really been through.

Chi You couldn’t help but stand up and move closer to examine the look on Jiang Luo’s face.

Jiang Luo’s long, narrow, beautiful eyes are slowly tinged with a sinister red blood. It was as if blood was running through them, cold, cruel, and full of evil.

These eyes were certainly beautiful and wild, and Chi You asked curiously, ” Jiang Luo, what are you thinking about?”

Jiang Luo looked at him, as if a blood-coloured mist had fallen over his eyes.

He clearly sensed that he was in the wrong state.

The other voice in my heart continued, “You have been killed by him eighteen times before, and it is fortunate that you have not become insane. It is too easy to kill him when he has caused you such harm. Wouldn’t it be more pleasurable than killing him to go further and tease him?”

“Break his pride and crush his dignity. Let the evil spirit on high fall beneath you, let him lose his usual indifference and cruelty, he will be frightened by a word and a look from you, he will be enchanted by a smile and a casual compliment from you, he will even give his life for it …… Isn’t that good?”

Sounds pretty good.

Jiang Luo pulled up a smile, “Who told you to stand up?”

Chi You looked at him steadily for a moment and regained one knee on the ground.

Jiang Luo looks down at him languidly.

The evil spirit is handsome, and under the grey sky, blood is smeared all over his face, making him look, in addition to being handsome, like a mad, sick murderer, bloody and twisted.

Along with his smile, it was cut in two. One half was graceful and elegant, the other half was a sword and blood.

The more you tangle with Chi You, the more you can see the huge web behind Chi You.

The more you learn about how mysterious Chi You is.

And mystery, which always arouses the inquiring mind.

Jiang Luo lifts his toes carelessly and gently lifts Chi You’s chin.

His shoes were clean, but the evil spirit’s face was frighteningly bloody. When treated in this way, the evil spirit did not expect him to make such an insulting gesture, his eyebrows raised slightly as he looked at Jiang Luo with interest.

Jiang Luo bends down, his wide black robe covering the entire throne, which in turn makes his figure look taller and leaner.

“Chi You,” Jiang Luo said as he looked down at the evil spirit, his toe gently down on a still clean piece of clothing on the evil spirit’s chest, “You are so dirty, so dirty that I don’t want to touch you.”

Chi You laughed slowly and said, “Really?”

He suddenly stood up and took a step forward. With his hands pressed against the armrests, he pressed infinitely closer to Jiang Luo and, before anyone had time to react, he squeezed Jiang Luo into a small space, brushing his hand, stained with the fetid blood of the ghostly beast, across Jiang Luo’s side cheek, forcefully leaving a dirty trail of blood.

Chi You looked down at him and said grimly, “What a shame, now I’ve soiled you too.”

Jiang Luo’s breathing heaved.

His clean face was streaked with blood that pulled from the corner of his mouth to the end of his eyes. The blood of a ghostly beast stinks worse than gutter water, worse than the blood of a spider man.

Chi You curls his lips as his hand slides slowly and deliberately down, drawing the blood trail up Jiang Luo’s neck like a painting. The white skin was jade-like and faintly cold, and the pleasure of soiling such skin would be multiplied.

The dark-haired young man’s face and neck were stained with blood so red it was black, and he now looked like the prey of Chi You, the “murderer”.

Chi You bent down, his blood-stained jacket draped over Jiang Luo’s body, and he laughed softly, “I think you look better this way.”

He couldn’t help but let out another laugh, “How does the blood of a ghostly beast taste?”

Chi You leans in too close, long past the safe distance. Jiang Luo could even feel his slight breath as he spoke.

His breath tickled Jiang Luo’s face, and the evil spirit was so bad that the smell of his blood and water went straight to Jiang Luo’s head, echoing the stench on the side of Jiang Luo’s face, one after the other.

His mood snapped to a more violent one.

The evil voice spoke again.

“Look at him like this, isn’t he very under-trained. coaching?”

“He pressed on top of you, soiled your clothes, your face, he smiled as he watched you on the downside, isn’t it all the more reason to train him as a dog for such an evil spirit?”

The evil thoughts kept rolling in.

Jiang Luo, however, came to his senses with a jolt.

He thought to himself: this is a good idea indeed.

But Jiang Luo remembered a more important fact.

Slowly he reached out and gently touched the knot of Chi You’s throat.

Chi You let him move, the knot in his throat quivering lightly as he asked compulsively, “Tell me what you’re thinking right now, Jiang.”

Jiang Luo lifts his eyelids, but the red blood in his eyes is fading at a rapid rate visible to the eye.

It’s okay to train Chi You like a dog, but to make Chi You fall madly in love with him and obsess over him?

Chi You is a madman, and a madman who only cares about pleasuring himself. It would be a disaster if he really fell in love with him, his ghastly madness would be at work on Jiang Luo and he would take all he wanted in his own way.

Let the evil spirit die? I’m afraid he will drag Jiang Luo down with him into the abyss and ask him with a big smile, “Did you enjoy your death?

Such a psychopath, Jiang Luo is stupid enough to want to make him obsess over himself?

There are so many ways to torment evil spirits, so why should Jiang Luo lose himself?

Jiang Luo stiffly awoke from the effects of the idol’s heart, his eyes growing brighter and saner as he looked at Chi You and suddenly raised his lips in a smile towards Chi You.

Chi You watched as the thick malice that was Jiang Luo’s body disappeared.

The next moment, Jiang Luo reversed himself with all his might and pinned Chi You to the throne. He looked at the evil spirit and raised his voice, “Your last prey is this evil spirit beneath me.”

“The final duel in the fighting arena, all the ghosts and monsters take on this one evil spirit, and whoever can kill him wins the final victory.”

The ghosts and ghouls below looked on in disbelief.

They looked at Chi You and then at the twenty ghostly beasts in the colosseum that Chi You had killed.

Such a strong figure made them timid in their hearts. But their bloodthirsty and excited nerves pulsed uncontrollably, foolishly thinking, could their millions of demons not kill such an evil spirit?

The diametrically opposed appearances of Chi You and the twenty-headed oni make them less intimidating than the twenty-headed oni, even if they know that Chi You is strong.

The ghosts and monsters gradually boiled over and surrounded the throne.

Once everyone had moved, fear was buried by excitement and the ghosts once again cheered and hissed as they enthusiastically engaged in one last hurrah.

Jiang Luo got off Chi You, but Chi You suddenly tugged him, and Jiang Luo was unsteadily caught in his arms.

Chi You asked in Jiang Luo’s ear, “Why are you restraining yourself?”

His low voice was full of goosebumpy laughter, as if he was flirting with his lover or murmuring to his beloved, “Jiang Luo, you and I are the same person. Isn’t it good to release your malice and accept another version of yourself?”

Chi You’s every word felt like a temptation as he gently tangled Jiang Luo’s dark hair, the black silk slipping through pale fingers, “How about becoming the real you and destroying the metaphysical world with me?”

Chi You admitted that he did not want Jiang Luo to die.

He was now more interested in Jiang Luo than death, so much so that he wanted him to join his forces, and he could care less about Jiang Luo’s previous sabotage of his plans, all those interesting rumours about him. He wanted Jiang Luo to reveal his true nature, to become like him, and then join him in destroying the occult world.

Jiang Luo excites him when he shows his malice, and Jiang Luo arouses another kind of desire when he restrains it.

Chi You wants Jiang Luo to be just like himself.

Let Jiang Luo fall with him into the darkness, into the dirty mire.

They are all the same person, so why did Jiang Luo reject himself like that?

Chi You’s body is hard and slightly cold, and it hurts Jiang Luo like a quick stone.

The arms of Jiang Luo were as strong as the iron brand.

Jiang Luo is a bit suspicious that he did it on purpose.

The gaze of the bull at his side as he looked at them was already covered with a strange look.

Is Chi You really not noticing that the pose is wrong?

The Yin Yang ring on Jiang Luo’s hand flashed, Chi You’s hands ached, and in the next instant, Jiang Luo had risen from his arms and leapt from the high seat. Black robes were flying as he raised his middle finger towards Chi You, his smile provocative and open, “I’m not like you.”

His lips lifted in an arrogant manner, ” Chi You , don’t fucking confuse you with me. You’re a ghost, I’m a man.”

Before the words were out of his mouth, he had landed on the ground, put on his black robe and hat, flashed his middle finger at Chi You once again, and lay low to hide among the ghosts and ghouls.

Chi You bowed his head and watched him disappear among the ghosts and ghouls.

The man is gone, but Jiang Luo’s unrestrained, flaming smile remains in Chi You’s eyes.

It was only when the ghosts were about to climb to their high places and surround Chi You that Chi You gave a soft laugh and leaned back in his chair.

He looked up at the grey sky, closed his eyes and leisurely touched his chest.

Strange.

There is clearly nothing here.

But it just seems to have jumped a little.

*

Jiang Luo left the ghost town on a low note.

After exiting the ghost town, he saw Lu Youyi crouching at the entrance to the city. Lu Youyi, bored with drawing eggs and chicks on the ground, saw him and his eyes lit up as he sprang to his feet and pounced on him.

Jiang Luo paused, trying his best to calm the fury and violence that had not yet fully dissipated, “Why are you waiting for me here?”

Luckily Lu Youyi didn’t notice that he was wrong and said honestly, “I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I didn’t dare to go far.”

Jiang Luo said nothing more and walked on with him. Outside the ghost town a white fog had fallen again. He and Lu Youyi walked through the white mist and before long, they were back outside the familiar hot spring estate.

It was the exact spot where they met the Red and White Furies.

Companions are waiting for them here.

Before Jiang Luo could say anything, he was hugged by someone.

“Luckily we made it back safely ……” the man slapped Jiang Luo hard on the back, “Scared the hell out of me!”

Jiang Luo slowly hugs back.

Have a friend’s feeling …… is barely good enough.