A mysterious realm descends, and I defy fate in comics.

Chapter 295 Let me do something for you

No one could have imagined seeing these things within Xie Yungui's obsession.

Despite having Song Juexiao's collar tucked in, Xie Yungui couldn't help but laugh at Song Juexiao's cold expression.

Song Juexiao's appearance is usually gentle and mild, without any aggression—although her personality is not like that.

Therefore, it is all the more abrupt and astonishing when she makes an expression that is the opposite of her appearance.

Whether it was the sharp smile on his face after he had just severed someone's head and neck, or his current expression of coldness and hardness, his green eyes filled with a deep, dark glint as he stared coldly at Xie Yungui before him.

Xiao Jiming remained silent for a moment.

His reaction was not as obvious as Song Juexiao's.

He felt as if he hadn't done anything for a moment, but by the time he realized it, he had already drawn his sword, the cold blade pressed against Xie Yungui's neck.

"Was this within your expectations?" Xiao Jiming asked in a low voice, unable to discern what kind of emotion he was currently experiencing.

Seeing this scene unfold before their very eyes made him lose his temper and press a knife against his neck. Was this something Xie Yungui had anticipated?

Is this the future that Xie Yungui, as a prophet, foresaw?

Xie Yungui couldn't help but laugh, his red eyes meeting the eyes of the two people opposite him.

He admitted without hesitation: "Yes, that's exactly what I expected. That's my obsession."

Xie Yungui had been waiting for this opportunity.

His gaze passed over the two people in front of him and landed on the endless corpses belonging to Jiang Xingni behind them.

The faces that belonged to Jiang Xingni were dead, no longer breathing, no longer having hearts beating.

They piled up together, and all of Jiang Xingni's gazes fell on Xie Yungui, as if they were begging him for help, begging him to let them live, begging him to save them.

At the same time, it's like a kind of imprisonment and constraint—you've witnessed so many of her deaths, you've carried the weight of so many of her deaths, you can clearly reload saves, you can clearly foresee the future, so why can't you help Jiang Xingni escape her inevitable fate of death?

Why can you only watch her die again and again?

Xie Yungui could hear this voice endlessly questioning him in his heart.

If this voice could be heard by others, Xiao Jiming and Song Juexiao would have a hundred reasons to refute it, and Xie Yungui could take on the responsibility of saving Jiang Xingni, but her death was not Xie Yungui's responsibility in essence.

However, Xiao Jiming and Song Juexiao could not hear these words, and Xie Yungui would not refute them.

He always believed that since he had started this endless loop, he was the one who pushed Jiang Xingni to his death in so many timelines. Therefore, every death of Jiang Xingni was his mistake.

Xiao Jiming and Song Juexiao had no idea what he was thinking.

Two pairs of eyes were fixed on Xie Yungui, watching his expression as if he were lost in thought.

"You should know what it means for so many corpses to appear in the midst of obsession," Xiao Jiming said in a low voice.

The appearance of so many corpses can only mean two things.

One possibility is that Xie Yungui deceived them all. He only joined the team to kill Jiang Xingni, and his obsession was to kill Jiang Xingni; he wanted Jiang Xingni dead.

In another scenario, Xie Yungui, a prophet, learned about the future. In different possible futures and across endless timelines, Jiang Xingni died so many times.

Based on the number of corpses, Jiang Xingni's future can be described as certain death.

"Which possibility do you think I represent?" Xie Yungui narrowed his eyes, naturally considering the possibility Xiao Jiming had thought of, and lazily challenged. "Captain."

Xiao Jiming didn't say anything, he just stared at him.

"Because Jiang Xingni is dead, you've been trying to find a way for her to survive, right?" Xiao Jiming connected the corpse he was obsessed with with Xie Yungui's usual behavior and suddenly realized the reason.

Why did Xie Yungui keep looking at Jiang Xingni?

Why did he say to Jiang Xingni on the first day, "I came for you"?

After analyzing the situation, Xiao Jiming brought the knife even closer to Xie Yungui's neck.

He narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice: "Jiang Xingni is dead. In every foreseeable future, she's dead, isn't she?"

"What exactly can we do to save her life? What do you want us to see?"

Song Juexiao stared at Xie Yungui's smiling face.

"Say it." The soft female voice sounded again, and Song Juexiao used her ability on her teammate for the first time.

All in an effort to extract information from his teammates.

"...Will you feel sad for her?" Xie Yungui blurted out his thoughts without thinking.

?

Song Juexiao was so angry he almost laughed.

What does this sentence mean?

Only you, Xie Yungui, truly care about Jiang Xingni. None of them care about Jiang Xingni. They wouldn't even care if Jiang Xingni died right before their eyes, would they?

Xie Yungui could tell from Song Juexiao's expression that Song Juexiao had definitely misunderstood.

However, he showed no desire to explain and instead continued to introduce the topic.

He stepped forward.

Unconsciously, Song Juexiao loosened his grip slightly, and in order not to hurt Xie Yungui, Xiao Jiming also withdrew his knife.

Xie Yungui walked forward quietly, step by step.

"I remember how she died each time."

Xie Yungui leaned close to one of the corpses in a soft voice and reached out to cover Jiang Xingni's eyes.

fail.

"She died with her eyes wide open in disbelief."

Xiao Jiming looked at him and sneered: "No, that's just what you think. You believe she will die with her eyes open in disbelief."

Xie Yungui did not refute.

"You're right," Xie Yungui smiled. "In every future I've seen, she's dead. I want her to live, that's all."

"Now, is she enough to make your heart ache?"

Xie Yungui asked Xiao Jiming this question, but he didn't voice any further questions—

This time, are you "beautiful, strong, and tragic" enough?

Can I get more people to like you?

By laying out your death piece by piece for others to see, is that enough to make those so-called "readers" love you a little more?

If you say our world is nothing more than ink on paper, then will my actions garner more attention for you?

Can I save you from your fate of death? Can you become the protagonist?

As for Lu Xianqing, who should have been pitied by others—he would indeed care about his future companion, but this was a rare opportunity for Jiang Xingni. Lu Xianqing probably knew this, and she wouldn't mind that Jiang Xingni had stolen the spotlight that belonged to her.

Xie Yungui thought to himself without feeling guilty.

It's okay if you mind.

Anyway, it was he who stole the spotlight for Jiang Xingni, so even if someone—whether it's a screenwriter, a reader, or Lu Xianqing in the real world—would want to blame someone, they could only blame him.

Let me do something for you.