The plump silk whisk that had been completely soaked with blood was now shriveled, as if the blood in it had been completely consumed.
Liu Sanyuan's entire body suddenly stopped, as if everything belonging to him had completely dissipated. Not only his momentum, but even his breath had completely and completely dissipated...
It dissipated completely, with no trace left. Not only could it not be felt by the senses, but even from the sight, it was just an empty shell, a mummy, without any living breath anymore...
Breath is the source of stability for a person, object, and existence.
Whether it is a living person or a dead person.
There is hostility in evil people, poverty-stricken people in poor people, death energy in dead people, and murderous intent in evil people.
Even the evil corpses, demons and monsters have their own auras!
The only thing without breath is a handful of bones in a broken coffin, or a handful of ashes in an urn...
At this moment, Liu Sanyuan had no breath at all.
Although his body still exists, everything that belongs to him seems to have disappeared in the mountain breeze in the night sky.
A moment ago, his voice echoed throughout the mountains, but now, it seems as if everything just now was an illusion, with no trace of its existence.
The skinny body still looks like a human, but in the consciousness, it does not give the impression of a human body, just like a dead tree in the mountains, or a rock blocking the road.
Liu Sanyuan's body had shrunk before, and the last thing left was a pair of extremely sharp, bulging eyes that were almost bursting.
At this time, those eyes had shrunk into their sockets.
The dignified elder of the Liu family has burned everything he has at this moment.
Just like a candle burning out the last wick and the last drop of wax...
And Liu Mingyuan was in front of him.
Even though he was restrained by the hexagrams before and was even paralyzed, he still had a fierce aura.
At this moment, he was as motionless as a dull puppet.
However, I can clearly feel that the aura still remains in Liu Sanyuan's body, and his stagnation is only because the runes drawn by Liu Sanyuan on his body suppressed everything about him, making him unable to Just moved.
Just like when Yang Qingshan used the jade seal to suppress the Yin Corpse of the Yang Yang.
I know very well that all this will not last too long. Soon Liu Mingyuan will be able to break the talisman and escape from it when the hexagram is completed.
This was originally an opportunity that I tried my best to create for Liu Sanyuan.
But looking at it this way, Liu Sanyuan was not able to completely get rid of Liu Mingyuan, but only suppressed him briefly.
All of this has turned into a thorny problem for Yang Qingshan and me!
I gasped and stood up from the ground with difficulty.
I didn't even care that the golden abacus slipped from between my legs to the ground. I just stretched out my left and right hands, grabbed the guillotine sword and the mourning stick respectively, and walked towards Liu Mingyuan tremblingly.
My body kept shaking, and my arms were shaking so much that even my left and right hands could barely hold the guillotine sword and mourning stick.
But I still dare not stop.
Because all these opportunities are fleeting, I am afraid that at the next moment, Liu Mingyuan will break away from Fu Zuan and get rid of the control of Yan Shu Gua Cheng, thus causing all our plans to completely fail!
Now that Liu Sanyuan is dead, we have no more opportunities. This is the last chance!
Step by step, I walked to Liu Xiyuan.
The hair crown on his head had been damaged at some point, and there was no longer a veil covering his face.
The down feathers on his face disappeared without knowing when, leaving only his blue cheeks.
His eyes were dull, as if the talismans drawn by Liu Sanyuan were reflected in the depths of his eyes.
I gasped and raised my arms high, with the mourning stick higher up and the guillotine sword slightly lower.
My action was to use the Ghost Guillotine Sword to decapitate people, and I was afraid that the Guillotine Ghost Sword would not be powerful enough, so I used the mourning stick as a lever to hit the back of the Guillotine Ghost Sword. I must take this opportunity to directly kill Liu Xiyuan's head was chopped off, so that he would no longer be able to stop us!
Every breath I take is deep in my heart, my chest rises high and then falls, and the sound of my own heartbeat like a drum is ringing in my ears...
Just when I was about to draw the knife, the weight on my hands suddenly disappeared.
When I reacted again, it was Yang Qingshan who appeared next to me.
At this moment, Yang Qingshan also looked particularly embarrassed. The wounds between his palms were so deep that the bones were visible.
And in his hands he actually held my guillotine sword and mourning stick.
Yang Qingshan raised the knife and dropped it, and the mourning stick hit the back of the ghost knife with a clang.
The next moment, Liu Mingyuan, who was paralyzed and fell to his knees, his head fell from his neck like a rolling melon and gourd, and rolled to my feet.
The dullness in his eyes seemed to be completely frozen.
While scrolling, Liu Xiyuan stared blankly upward.
It seemed that he was looking at me, looking at Yang Qingshan, and it seemed that he was not looking at any of us, but looking at the sky.
My whole body froze and I stared in shock at what was happening in front of me.
"Bang!" With a sound, the guillotine ghost knife and the mourning stick fell to the ground at the same time, and one end of the mourning stick plunged directly into the ground.
Yang Qingshan's tone was also unusually tired, and even uncertain.
"Luo Shiliu, this is a matter of the Qiang people. Master has no time to put things right, so I should do it."
"You shouldn't interfere..."
I was silent. After I came to my senses, I looked at Yang Qingshan with complicated eyes, not knowing what to say...
