blood What you lack is obviously solid, but how did it come out but it became liquid And two different colors, no matter how much you mix them, you can't mix them to make a red one.
Liu Yang didn't know what Jiang Yichuan wanted to do with this trick.
It's just that he raised his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the old man saw Jiang Yichuan, and the corner of his eye couldn't help twitching after this hand.
You can hear him muttering something from afar.
But the distance was too far for him to hear clearly, and he could only listen to some fragments here and there.
It seems to be about some kind of loser or something.
Liu Yang's face was a little strange, what does it matter to you about other people's things, you are not a parent, besides, it's just a bunch of small breaks, what is there to cherish.
Liu Yang was a little confused.
Liu Yang still didn't understand what the bronze powder that had been pulled out of the ground was doing That's when Liu Yang was thinking.
There was already movement on Jiang Yichuan's side.
The blood that flowed out of the white box slowly dripped like moonlight on the yellow paper.
Liu Yang noticed that Jiang Yichuan didn't do anything, but the blood flowed on its own, as if it was a picture on the yellow paper.
It's like sketching something But what exactly it is, Liu Yang can't see clearly.
It's very vague, if a layer of fog explodes in the haze.
Faintly, what can be seen is a human figure.
"Fog grass, what is that purple-haired thing for?"
Uncle couldn't help but burst into foul language.
The cigarette stick in his mouth fell to the ground.
Just when everyone was stunned, the person on the paper actually stood up.
The naked body, every part of it is like God's best masterpiece.
He seemed to be conscious, and turned his head to look at everyone, but his eyes were not bright, like a puppet as silent.
Jiang Yichuan stared at him with cold eyes and didn't say anything.
But the man, as if he knew what he meant, stepped out of the paper.
After coming out, Liu Yang noticed that the group of carrion birds that had been messing around in the sky suddenly had a goal.
It was as if standing in front of him was not a man, but a rotting body that tickled its tongue.
The sound of the whole palace fell silent, and everyone noticed the carrion birds, which had gradually gathered around the person who had come out of the paper.
They seem to be planning a feast.
Some people in the group couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and this sword of death passed back and forth between their necks at any time, slashing through it, with a cold smell of rust.
It's really uncomfortable.
But they can only endure like mayflies, in this world where survival is paramount, they can only choose silence when facing the strong.
If you make a sound, then you will be abandoned by the darkness and exposed to the world of light.
There is no room for darkness in the world of light, and you will be the first burial object under the light.
Although the shrill screams of carrion birds rang in their ears, their eardrums were faintly shocked.
Their figures linger on their bodies, on their heads, and even on their hands.
Everyone couldn't help but secretly curse the purple-haired boy for summoning the god of death.
The death of the boy just now, they had seen with their own eyes, but a small hole the size of a finger was pierced by a small bird.
But they died instantly, and in the end, there was not a single whole corpse left in the whole corpse, and they were all buried in their wombs.
Now even Liu Yang has three rotten silk birds on his body, and Ru Liu Yang dares to move, for fear of frightening the three Tai Sui on his head.
His breathing became slightly short, and his hands and feet became cold and numb.
It looks like I've fallen into the snow and ice.
Buried deep underneath.
The heart is pounding, and it can jump out at any time.
Liu Yang found that his eyes were slightly dizzy, as if he might faint at any time.
Liu Yang knew in his heart that he was about to lose the pressure of death.
Breathing became difficult, and he tried to open his eyes as hard as he could, only to find that they were as heavy as lead.
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Even raising a glance is extremely laborious.
And at this moment, the paper figure next to Jiang Yichuan moved.
Liu Yang did his best to lift his eyes upward.
I could vaguely see the figure moving.
And was slowly walking towards him.
One very important thing was that Liu Yang noticed that the man seemed to be driving away the carrion bird next to him when he approached.
But the effect was minimal, as long as his hand gently touched the carrion bird, the carrion bird rushed towards him like smoking opium.
Then poke a big hole in his body and suck it full.
Although Liu Yang was very surprised in his heart, he was also a little anxious.
How did I wear it, and I came here without risking my life?
Doesn't he know how powerful the carrion bird is, once he is sucked and pecked, the toxin spreads to the whole body, and even Da Luo Jin Immortal can't save him.
Moreover, he was not just pecked by a carrion bird, but all the birds around the city, as if overwhelmingly coming towards him.
The darkness pressed as if the sky had darkened, obscured by dark clouds.
Soon, Jiang Yichuan was surrounded.
There is not even a gap to look at.
Seeing this, Liu Yang's heart couldn't help but despair.
There are so many birds, let alone a peck, even if they are scratched by each bird's paws, they can't stand it.
The breathing gradually became a slight silk, as if he was about to fall asleep.
But Liu Liuyang still wanted to keep his eyes open.
Just when he was still struggling to support, it seemed that someone's words came to his ears.
"Hey, hey, who did this purple-haired kid learn this from?"
what Liu Yang had already entered a semi-comatose state, and he didn't know who said this sentence at all, and what he meant by this sentence But just as he was about to fall unconscious, Liu Yang suddenly saw a figure standing in front of him.
It was as if the figure had fallen from the sky, glowing with gold. angel Liu Yang couldn't help but suddenly come up with these two words in his mind.
Indeed, the sudden appearance of golden light in front of someone, if it could have a pair of wings, would really look like an angel.
The figure looks very gentle.
It was the assistant who gently drove down the three Tai Sui and the carrion birds standing above her head.
When the carrion saw the food coming to him, it didn't flinch, but rushed straight over and took a bite.
Sure enough, more than ten seconds passed.
The figure didn't flinch, but let him suck.
The originally majestic carrion bird fell from Liu Yang's head as if it was drunk.
The bronze tree fell from it and slammed into the ground.
Suddenly blood splattered out.
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