With the passage of time, Lu Bu, who is bleeding non-stop, is almost at the limit, death will make people weak, will make people become sentimental, will make people recall many things that have long been forgotten, and will make people want to say something before death, and leave something behind.

This is what people often say, people are about to die, and their words are good.

Lu Bu felt as if he had a lot to say to his younger brother in front of him, but he was stuck in his throat, and the cold-blooded god of war who had been rebellious all his life didn't know if it was unspeakable.

Saying little seems to be a common problem of Gohara Erlang, even when he is parting from life and death, he doesn't know how to express it.

The elder brother is like this, and so is the younger brother.

Wang Tie always turned his back to Lu Bu, at first he thought it was a kind of firmness, but after being silent for a long time, he realized that he didn't dare to look at it.

He slowly turned around, only to find that Lu Bu was staring at him.

The corners of Lu Bu's mouth curved into an imperceptible arc, although the two brothers still didn't say anything in the end, but the younger brother's turn was enough for him.

Wang Tie's body moved slightly, which was a precursor to his desire to step forward, but he couldn't take that step.

In the middle of the enemy formation, the two suddenly killed and went straight to the two brothers.

When Wang Tie recognized the two Qinglong Yanyue Knife and Zhangba Snake Spear, it was already too late, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei killed from the side without warning, and with lightning speed, one person grabbed Lu Bu's shoulder and dragged him back to the southern Xinjiang camp.

Wang Tie was furious, even though he knew that Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were controlled by others, he still couldn't watch his biological brother being taken away by them.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who dragged the dying Lu Bu back to the formation, turned around at the same time, returned to Wang Tie, separated left and right, and looked at this former comrade-in-arms coldly.

That kind of look was completely different from Dian Wei and the others, so cold that they couldn't see any emotion.

Under the cold gaze of the two, Wang Tie suddenly felt like he was facing a great enemy, and therefore stopped rushing forward.

Liu He, who noticed the abnormal movement, rushed to the horse, and when he saw the two people standing in front of Wang Tie, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He was not only surprised that Guan Yu and Zhang Fei appeared at the same time, but also felt a trace of doubt about the expressionless faces of the two, although the people he had seen before who had been resurrected by the technique of resurrecting the soul could not disobey the orders of the queen of Southern Xinjiang, they could still retain their memories and consciousness before their deaths, but Guan Yu and Zhang Fei in front of them were obviously not like this.

Behind the indifferent eyes, there is a thoughtless emptiness, if the resurrected Dian Wei, Ding Zhan and He Bushun can barely be called people, then Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who are now standing in front of Liu He, can only be described as the walking dead.

Liu He didn't understand why this was happening, there was only one thing he could think of, that is, the queen of Southern Xinjiang used a special method to not only give orders to Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, but also to restrain their thoughts.

Just when Liu He was in doubt, the culprit suddenly appeared.

The queen of southern Xinjiang dressed in white floated in, still the moving face of smiling and smiling, but when Liu He saw that smile, what appeared in his mind was not praise, but another word.

Femme fatale.

The queen of Southern Xinjiang, who was nearly half a hundred years old but still looked like a girl, walked behind Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, stopped, looked at Lu Bu, who had fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss on the ground, showed an even more weird smile, turned around, and glanced at the royal court guards behind her.

When eight sturdy royal court guards appeared in the field of vision carrying a coffin, Liu He and Wang Tie had an ominous premonition at the same time, and there was no eye contact between the two, but they began to rush forward at the same time, preparing to take Lu Bu back from the hands of the lord of the southern frontier.

However, Liu He and Wang Tie were not the only ones who had this tacit understanding, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei took a step without warning and crossed in front of Liu He and Wang Tie.

In the past, Liu He stood on the side of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, witnessing the divine power of these two weapons, but when Liu He faced them head-on, he really felt the chill that penetrated into the bone marrow.

This kind of chill that made people sit on the edge of their seats made Liu He suddenly have a sense of awe for Guan Yu and Zhang Fei's previous opponents, how strong must his heart be in order to deal with it calmly in this situation.

"Stop them, don't let them disturb my ceremony." The Queen of Southern Xinjiang gave orders to Guan Yu and Zhang Fei in a soft tone.

Not to kill them, but to stop them, it is obvious that the queen of Southern Xinjiang is not in a hurry to put her opponent to death, and the ritual in her mouth seems to be the point of everything.

After putting the coffin down, several royal court guards lifted the lid of the coffin, put Lu Bu into the coffin, and respectfully stepped aside.

The queen of southern Xinjiang walked to the coffin, took out a purple flower from her arms, whispered a few words in her mouth, and then put the flower into the coffin.

Liu He recognized the purple flower at a glance, it was the kind of wildflower that Chen Mo found on the side of the road during the first expedition to the south, the kind of purple that was so gorgeous that it was shocking, it would definitely make everyone who saw it unforgettable.

After putting the purple flowers in the coffin, the queen of Southern Xinjiang looked at Liu He and said with a smile: "You have eyes blessed today, you can witness this secret art of Southern Xinjiang with your own eyes, and borrow corpses to revive your soul." ”

Liu He was shocked when he heard this, he didn't expect that the technique of resurrecting the soul by borrowing a corpse that had plagued him for a long time would appear in front of his eyes, and what shocked him the most was that this terrifying secret technique of southern Xinjiang was so easy to cast, it could be completed with just a flower and a few spells.

Wang Tie's calmness and decisiveness, obviously above Liu He, he did not waste time on the technique of borrowing corpses to return the soul that was about to happen in front of him, but immediately began to rush forward and went straight to the queen of southern Xinjiang.

Driven by Wang Tie, Liu He retracted his complicated thoughts as if he had just woken up from a dream, and began to rush forward.

Although it is still unruly, the only choice at the moment seems to be to capture the queen of southern Xinjiang in order to interrupt her so-called ritual and crack the witchcraft.

Slightly different from what Liu He thought, Wang Tie was more concerned about his brother in the coffin, and the technique of resurrecting the soul by borrowing the corpse was to use the living person as an introduction to summon the soul of the deceased, once the dead were resurrected, the person used to make the introduction would die because of it, which is also the yin of this secret technique in southern Xinjiang.

The head-on collision between Wang Tie and Zhang Fei, who are tall, can be regarded as equal, but in the face of Guan Yu, who is two heads taller than him, Liu He seems a little overwhelmed.