Unknowingly, more than half of his body was already over the railing's edge.
If this continued, it was only a matter of time before he fell.
Yet, the opponent was as heavy as a thousand-pound weight, giving Wen Xu no chance to exert any force. It was simply impossible to pull him up now. Unless he let go immediately, he would be dragged down.
Shocked, he looked up in distraction, only to see that the woman who had just been looking at him pitifully now had nothing but a cold, bone-eroding smile on her face.
"Keke..."
The voice was completely different from before.
A sense of damp and dark stickiness exuded from her, unlike anything that could come from a human throat.
"As long as you die, I can be reborn."
"So... I'm begging you to die for me!"
With the last words, she suddenly shouted and gave a sharp tug, dragging Wen Xu down another quarter.
Just as his feet were about to leave the ground, a pair of warm hands suddenly pressed on his shoulders.
