Monument of Life and Death

 In the haze, Xia Hua seemed to see her silly brother.

Is it an illusion?

Xia Hua pressed her fingers on her chest, feeling the warmth in her chest.

 Boiling hot.

 The energy in her body was surging rapidly. Xia Hua had never experienced this kind of pain, but she knew the reason for it.

 My own life bug is bidding farewell to myself.

 There was a stabbing pain in the chest, as if a hot spear was breaking out of the body.

Xia Hua’s lips moved slightly, leaving a few silent words.

 She could no longer hear her own voice, but the sounds of those words were clearly transmitted to the ears of several people around her.

 The drastic changes in the world around us left no one reacting in time.

 Everything happens in an instant.

   ***

Baomu hugged a ball of air with all his strength.

 The Son of Light has disappeared.

It turned into a warm light, the tears on Baomu's face, and the key to reversing this dream world.

 Everything around you begins to change.

Before Idiot and Xia Ni had time to feel sad for the Son of Light, they were shocked by the changes around them.

 The blackness in front of my eyes began to slowly fade away.

It’s like there is a black film covering the original appearance of the world, and now, that film is melting little by little.

The eyes around the giant pupils trembled crazily, and the eyes that had been closed could no longer remain calm. They were struggling in the strong light, as if they were screaming.

 In less than a second, those eyes disappeared one by one in the bright light.

 Now only the giant pupil is left.

Hunter opened his dark yellow pupils fiercely, the erect pupils were as sharp as a dagger, and his eyes were filled with malice.

 In the end, the giant pupil was not directly pierced by the strong light like other eyes.

The giant pupil left them with one last cursed look. Then, the giant pupil closed unwillingly and hid in the last darkness that had not yet disappeared.

 All darkness has been erased.

 A new scene unfolded before them.

 The fool helped Wen Ling up and walked towards Bao Mu who was still kneeling in front of him.

Xia Ni stood up tremblingly, squinting his eyes and looking around.

 He saw a familiar figure.

Soon, four light and fluttering characters poured towards him with great energy.

 Xia Ni was stunned for only a moment.

  Immediately afterwards, he started running towards that figure as hard as he could.

   ***

 Insects of life, four calls.

   ***

 Everyone heard those four words.

 The surroundings have changed.

The eyes and the darkness are disappearing, just like the dry wall skin with paint peeling off piece by piece on an old wall.

 Slowly, but with great clarity.

Xia Hua’s movements seemed to be slow and gentle.

 She looked ahead, tears like blood flowing from her body.

 Xia Hua has never cried like this.

 A blood-red mist steamed up from behind her. The mist was like the soul of summer flowers. As the mist gradually formed, the summer flowers seemed to be gradually withering.

 The mist slowly turned into the shape of a coiled snake, and the blood-red coiled snake circled around Xia Hua's head.

Xia Hua raised her head inch by inch and looked at the coiled snake.

 Coiled Snake also lowered his head and looked at Xia Hua.

Xia Hua’s lips moved, as if she said something.

  Coiled Snake nodded.

Xia Hua closed her eyes and smiled with relief.

 She stretched out her hand towards the front.

 Forward.

　　is a figure running wildly.

There are also eardrum-piercing cries.

"sister!"

 “Sister! No!—”

　　 is Xia Ni. Xiao Lan suddenly felt so suffocated.

Xia Ni stumbled over.

 He stretched out his hand.

 He caught Xia Hua.

The moment their fingers touched, Xia Hua collapsed like a crumbling clay sculpture.

 The summer flowers are broken.

Xia Ni clenched her hands in confusion and looked at everything in front of her in disbelief.

Xia Hua’s young and beautiful body collapsed into pieces in just a moment.

 The blood-red coiled snake swam up to the fragments and circled several times around the fragments of Xia Hua.

 Like mourning.

Immediately, the coiled snake quickly coiled around Xia Ni. It stayed on top of Xia Ni's head and spit out something from its mouth.

Like a black pearl.

After the black pearl fell from the snake's mouth, it sank into Xia Ni's disheveled hair and disappeared in an instant.

　　After spitting out the pearl, the coiled snake did not stop any longer and flew away in mid-air.

Suddenly, a breeze blew from nowhere. The coiled snake followed the wind and left toward the distance. The wind wrapped Xia Hua's shattered body and disappeared completely.

Xia Ni’s body seemed to be frozen.

 Until the first person reacted.

The Taoist priest's face was livid, and he took a difficult step forward.

 “Xia…Xia Ni…”

 In an instant, Xia Ni had a huge shiver, and then he twitched and fell to the ground.

 Everyone ran over shouting.

"Xia Ni! Xia Ni!" The Taoist priest picked up Xia Ni's body, "Are you okay? Xia Ni!"

But Xia Ni couldn't hear their shouts.

Xia Ni closed her eyes tightly and fell into a coma.

Xiaolan fell to her knees on the ground with a thud.

 She clutched her chest and breathed heavily.

I can't take care of Xia Ni, nor can I take care of observing the changes around me.

Xiaolan felt like there was a mountain pressing heavily on her body, making her unable to breathe.

 Feeling...about to die...

The air around her became thinner. The harder Xiaolan tried to breathe, the more she felt like she was going crazy under the weight of her body.

Xiaolan raised her other hand and touched her shoulder.

 Nothing is pressing on you.

 But why...I became like this...

 It seems like it’s about to…

 Can’t even call for help.

Just when Xiaolan was about to fall to the ground under the force of the force, suddenly, a pair of hands hugged her from behind.

The person behind him put his weight on Xiaolan, but miraculously, in a moment, the fatal sense of oppression suddenly disappeared.

Xiaolan took a sharp breath, widened her eyes, and breathed loudly.

 “Xiaolan…”

Behind him, the familiar voice of that person came.

Xiaolan was startled and turned around little by little.

Xiaolan didn’t recognize the man’s appearance immediately.

 But she recognized the man's voice.

 “Ask...ask the spirit?”

"Xiao Lan..." Wen Ling's arms wrapped around Xiao Lan's body, and he was also panting, "You... what should you do?..."

As he spoke, two lines of **** tears slipped from the corners of Wen Ling's eyes.

Xiao Lan was startled, but then she realized that Wen Ling was not crying tears of blood, but because his face was covered with blood, he looked like he was crying blood.

 It’s just…

"How did you end up like this?!" Xiaolan immediately forgot what she had just done, grabbed Wenling's arm and asked, "You...where did you come from? Wenling, you...you How come you can speak?…”

 But Qiling didn’t answer any of the questions.

Wen Ling just cried in pain, and after a long time, he managed to squeeze out a sentence.

 “Xiaolan…I saw it…”