Wu Chang Jie

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Chapter 249
The Infernal Hell was quiet, so quiet that it made people exceptionally flustered. The thick walls of volcanic rock blocked their view from the outside and the ongoing torture from the inside, making the unknown even more terrifying, and the unknown being the terror itself.

They walked through an endlessly long stone corridor with a row of soul lamps hanging on both sides of the stone wall. The candle flames flickered, casting pieces of ghostly shadows on the ground, and constantly extending forward, as if guiding them into the endless darkness.

Fan Wu She's panting became increasingly gruff. Finally, he had to stop and lean his back against the wall, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath.

"How are you doing?" Xie Bi An looked at him worriedly.

Fan Wu She hung his head. After a long time, he took out something from his pocket and handed it over.

Xie Bi An opened his palm hesitantly. When Fan Wu She let go of his hold, a jade talisman fell into his palm.

The Xuanyuan Heavenly Secret Talisman!

Xie Bi An was pale with fear, as if the thing in his hand was not a warm and cool jade, but a red-hot soldering iron. He nearly threw that object out.

"Big brother, listen to me." Fan Wu She lifted his head. The whites of his eyes were being invaded and occupied by the black death aura, "I can't put it on my body anymore. This place evokes many ... memories for me. It's tempting me to take revenge. I'm afraid of losing control."

Xie Bi An clutched the Heavenly Secret Talisman tremblingly: "If you can't control it, don't go any further. Wait for me here."

Fan Wu She shook his head: "You can't deal with those 'things'. I won't let you walk into the Infernal Hell alone."

"If you lose control, wouldn't that be counterproductive?" Xie Bi An could see that on this journey, Fan Wu She was always restraining his fear and hatred. Anyone who was tortured for a hundred years would turn into a fierce ghost with the deepest resentment. Despite Fan Wu She having been reincarnated as a human, the anger and resentment engraved in the depths of his soul could not disappear as long as the memory was not obliterated. He would naturally keep remembering when he returned to his former haunts.

Fan Wu She gazed at Xie Bi An, gently pulled his arm, wrapped his own palm around his fist, and felt the power of the Heavenly Secret Talisman through the vivid skeleton and warm skin texture, as if with this barrier, the spiritual pressure of the Heavenly Secret Talisman was not so aggressive: "Big brother, as I said, you are my inner demon, but you are also my antidote."

"... What does that mean?"

Fan Wu She brought his hand up to his lips and kissed it: "You can induce all my evil thoughts and also give me true peace of mind. Big brother, everything I have is in you. Do you understand?"

Under that kind of absolute sincere, frank gaze that released infinite deep love, Xie Bi An couldn't help but want to retreat, but Fan Wu She pulled his hand and wouldn't let go, obviously seeking redemption.

Xie Bi An sighed and said, "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to save me." Fan Wu She said in a trembling voice, "Only you can save me."

"I can't save you. Haven't you realized? In my past and present life, all the people I wanted to save, my most important people, even including myself, are dead." Xie Bi An's pupils were gloomy, "But I'm still, I'm still not resigning. As long as one breath remains, I always have to try."

"There's still me. You can still save me." Fan Wu She took the opportunity to hug Xie Bi An, and let out a depressing, weak cry from his chest, "Save me, big brother. Only you can save me in this world."