Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

Chapter 234 Brother... It's so good to be your younger brother...

"So what? Jingyou is in my hands now. Don't you want to save him?"

When Taotie realized that his scheme had been completely exposed, he decided to stop pretending altogether.

"Or is it that his life is not important at all?"

Jingyou's neck wound kept bleeding. Even though it hadn't cut any vital organs, if this continued, Jingyou would eventually give up.

Just as Jing Shu and the other hesitated, Taotie suddenly laughed. He had found that place!

The black mist around Jingyou reappeared and attacked a certain location above the sacred mountain!

Han Luo instantly swiftly severed Taotie's attack.

"If he stops me again, he'll die!" Taotie threatened.

"Bullshit! You've clearly attached your last remaining will to me. If I die, you'll die with me! Do you dare to die?"

Jingyou once again mercilessly exposed Taotie, "Brother! He's terrified of death! He would never dare to kill me! You and Master can rest assured and proceed with the attack!"

"You're the one talking nonsense!" Taotie exclaimed in shock and anger.

But Jingyou had already deprived him of the right to speak, and he kept babbling on and on.

"Master! Brother! Hurry! If he uses those black mists to attack, cut through them! It will definitely work on him!"

Yes, yes, yes! That's it! Brother, keep going! Master! Cut this side! ..."

Taotie was furious. If he used his own power, he would be cut down by Jing Shu and Han Luo as soon as he made a move. If he used Jing You's own spiritual power, he would be completely controlled by them in less than three seconds.

Taotie's eyes darkened. In that case, he shouldn't be blamed.

The Taotie flashed and suddenly reverted to its original form, opening its huge mouth to swallow the two of them, while its tail flashed with silver light.

The Taotie can devour everything. The two of them dodged to the side and then simultaneously slashed at the scattered black mist.

Taotie let out a miserable cry, finally unable to hold on any longer, and transformed back into Jingyou.

Taotie gritted his teeth, glaring hatefully at Jing Shu and the other man, then suddenly burst into laughter, "Although I'm afraid of death, if I can take someone down with me when I die, it won't be a loss!"

Taotie raised its sword, and Jing Shu and Han Luo rushed over to stop it, but then they heard Jing You shout urgently, "Behind us!"

The two subconsciously turned around, only to see that the black mist they had just severed had not disappeared, but had instead reformed into a small Taotie, which was flying rapidly into the air.

Oops!

Millions of years have passed, and the hole that the two gods patched up is no longer as solid as before. Jing Shu knows this best, after all, that's how he got here!

Han Luo and Jing Shu's brains didn't have time to react before their bodies rushed forward, but it was too late!

Just as the Taotie was about to touch that fragile barrier, its form suddenly became ethereal.

Taotie turned around in disbelief and looked at Jingyou.

A sword forged from white bones pierced deeply into Jingyou's heart! It was Jingyou's own natal sword!

How dare he?! Does he have a death wish?!

With this thought in mind, the Taotie's clone disappeared into the air.

Han Luo and Jing Shu suddenly stopped in mid-air. The clones had suddenly disappeared, which must have been because of their main bodies!

The true form of the Taotie shares the same fate as Jingyou, sharing both life and death...

Jing Shu turned around abruptly, but could only watch helplessly as Jing You's body fell to the ground like a withered autumn leaf, without making a sound.

"Xiao You!!!" Jing Shu cried out in anguish.

Jing Shu quickly arrived in front of Jing You and knelt down. His natal sword returned to his body due to the death of its master, leaving only a bloody hole from which blood continued to seep out.

Jing Shu placed his trembling hands above Jing You's chest, using all his spiritual power to try and heal the wound.

But the blood was flowing too fast...

"It won't stop... Why can't it stop..."

Jing Shu spoke tremblingly, a hot tear falling onto Jing You's face, leaving a slightly cold mark.

"Brother...why are you...crying..."

Jingyou wanted to raise his hand to wipe away Jingshu's tears, but he no longer had the strength.

The gluttonous beast inside Jingyou's body could no longer control him. It cursed him in its body while trying to hold him up for a moment.

He doesn't want to die!

"Xiao You... don't speak... brother will save you..." Jing Shu didn't dare to stop using his spiritual power.

"If we could save them before, we can save them now..."

Jingyou knew he wouldn't survive; he had done it himself, and he knew it in his heart.

He had pierced his own heart; no one could save him.

"Brother...I'm sorry...for making you so sad..."

"No...no...I'm so sorry! If I had paid more attention to you, I would have noticed your abnormality sooner...things wouldn't have turned out like this! Xiaoyou...it's my fault..." Jing Shu retorted, taking all the blame upon himself.

Han Luo stood quietly to the side, her heart also breaking.

"Brother...at this time, are you still going to...compete with me?"

Jingyou tried hard to force a smile, refusing to let himself cry.

"It's just a pity... that you and Master... became a couple... I won't be able to see it..."

And… about the sacred mountain… it was a man in black… who told him, and that man… is at the Cloud Burial Sect.”

"Stop talking... Xiaoyou, listen to me, save your energy, we'll talk about this when we get back."

"Brother... if you don't say it now... there won't be any time left..." Jingyou could feel his consciousness gradually fading.

"Brother... when you get back, remember... to apologize to the disciple guarding the chicken coop for me, and also... Senior Brother... I'm so sorry for hurting him..."

"Okay...I know, I'll tell them everything."

Jingyou's voice trailed off, "Brother...it's so good to be your younger brother...I..."

Before Jingyou could finish speaking, he breathed his last, and the Taotie within him dissipated unwillingly.

Jing Shu's spiritual energy didn't stop. "Xiao You, don't sleep... Xiao You... I beg you... please don't sleep..."

Han Luo squatted down and grasped Jing Shu's hands. "Jing Shu, stop... it's no use..."

"Master, Master, can you help me save him? Master must have a way, right?" Jing Shu gripped Han Luo's hand tightly, as if he were grasping at the last straw.

Jing Shu's eyes were already red from crying, and his voice was thick with nasal congestion. Han Luo had never seen Jing Shu so helpless.

Han Luo's eyes were also red, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Jing Shu, Jing You wouldn't want to see you like this... Please cheer up, okay? Let's take Jing You home..."

"Yes! Go home! Take Xiaoyou home... take Xiaoyou home..."

Jing Shu muttered to himself, released Han Luo's hand, and stood up from the ground, but the moment he stood up, he lost consciousness.

"Jing Shu! Jing Shu!..."