“He… he probably won’t make it.” Chu Yao’s urgent voice rang out.

Long Chen hastily rushed over. He saw that Chu Yao’s wooden stakes were tightly wrapped around Li Qi, and a vast life energy was pouring into him.

Ye Zhiqiu and the others were waiting around him. Song Mingyuan had already begun to sob. The two of them had always been as close as real brothers, and seeing Li Qi like this made him feel like a blade was slicing his heart.

At this point, Li Qi’s body was like an open drain, unable to hold any of the spiritual qi Chu Yao poured into him.

At this time, he still had the slightest bit of consciousness left because of Chu Yao’s energy. But he already had no life energy left. Just relying on an external energy, he wouldn’t be able to hold on for long.

“Long Chen… boss, hehe… I’m glad I get to see you…” Li Qi’s face was white as paper. Looking at Long Chen, he forced out the slightest smile.

“Long Chen, I…” Chu Yao was unable to pull Li Qi back from the hands of death. They had been a step too late.

“Don’t… feel sad…...