The hand that was so close to him stopped, and Shen Yu's eyes were red and bloodshot.
His facial features were almost out of place, his lips were trembling, he withdrew his hand tremblingly, his voice was hoarse, as if soaked with blood and tears: "I'm... sorry... kill... kill... me..."
"Shen Yu..." Jiang Niannian covered her mouth and cried. She couldn't do it anymore. Tears flowed down her face. She shook her head and sobbed, "I can't do it..."
"Nian Nian!"
Yin Buqi had noticed this scene just now and wanted to withdraw, but was entangled by Tiandao. He finally shook it off and flew over. He wanted to split the flesh puppet with the sword in his hand, but was stopped by Jiang Niannian, "Wait, wait a minute, he is still conscious..."
“Damn it!” Tiandao’s face suddenly changed and he muttered something.
Shen Yumuran opened his eyes wide, as if he was trying to fight something, and struggled frantically, his lips trembling badly.
He stretched out his hand, and tremblingly and lightly as a feather, he slowly wrote two words on Jiang Niannian's hand -
[heart]
Leaving a blood trail.
Jiang Niannian and Yin Buqi have a spiritual connection, so naturally they know what he wrote.
Yin Buqi suddenly understood. He had just stabbed Tiandao's chest with a sword, but there was no heart. So, the heart was most likely the carrier.
Not in the Heavenly Dao, only in...
Tiandao recited the incantation faster and faster, and the spell patterns on Shen Yu's face became more and more, almost covering his entire face.
The next second, Shen Yu attacked again. In a flash, there was a sound of wind breaking through the air, and a fleeting red light pierced Shen Yu's chest.
Tiandao was furious and attacked at a speed that could not be observed by the naked eye. Yin Buqi instantly waved his sleeves and used all his strength to cover the three people in the barrier condensed by the Yellow Springs Netherfire.
Jiang Niannian hugged Yin Buqi and choked up, "Buqi... can he still be saved... is there no other way except killing him?"
Yin Buqi said in a low voice: "He is in great pain, and death is his only way out."
Tiandao was unable to break the barrier for a while, and urged Shen Yu anxiously.
Shen Yu's eyes were red, and a tearing roar and wail came from his throat.
Jiang Niannian murmured: "Let him go..."
Yin Buqi was right. Living one more moment meant one more moment of torture for Shen Yu.
Just as he finished speaking, there was another "puff" sound, and the sword pierced into the flesh of the heart cleanly and fiercely.
Yin Buqi's slender fingers tore open Shen Yu's chest, his fingertips pierced into the flesh, and pulled the heart out of the chest cavity.
The moment his heart was pulled out, Shen Yu suddenly became like a puppet with its strings cut, and stood still.
The heart was covered with a layer of black air and drops of blood were rolling down.
With a loud "bang", the barrier was broken.
With two whooshing sounds, a sharp sound of breaking through the air came towards him. Yin Buqi protected Jiang Niannian behind him and took the two attacks from Tiandao.
Tiandao roared furiously: "Give me the heart!!!"
"You wish." Yin Buqi said coldly, and his five fingers exerted force mercilessly.
At the moment his heart was crushed, Shen Yu's body fell down limply like a deflated balloon.
Shen Yu's ethereal voice came from all around: "My fate has already been written and cannot be changed."
"I have no home, no hometown."