Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 227 Baomu's Circle of Knowledge

  Is the ball finished? This is not it.

   Xiaolan shook her hand and rubbed her eyes again. She couldn't believe it, mainly because she didn't want to believe what was in front of her.

  Take a closer look, and you can see from the side of the blood hole the scratches left when the whip was blocked by ice.

  Has the ability to heal quickly disappeared?

  Xiaolan looked sadly at her scarred hands.

  The little hands bear too much.

  Girls’ family, why are they all their own rough jobs.

  Although I took the initiative every time, this did not comfort me. Only Baomu's words "will be sucked...the blood of the whole body...soaked in the blood..."

  Baomu looked quite nostalgic, clutching Xiaolan's sleeve and running around looking for something.

   "You have to walk, you can't stop," Baomu said hurriedly, "Stop and it's over."

   Xiaolan probably understood the meaning of "finished", and ran together without any explanation.

"But none of us were hurt, we couldn't smell the blood, Saus shouldn't find us so quickly," Baomu turned his head and said confidently, "It's just that the Daoist's injury is still not healed, I don't know if it will... …"

  Xiaolan swallowed the one hundred sentences in her heart "First take care of yourself" back into her stomach alive, regardless of anger, she could only look around with alert.

  A piece of petals fell leisurely in front of my eyes.

   Almost subconsciously, Xiaolan reached out and grabbed it.

  The dry hand feels, and the palm of the hand is even rustling.

  Open your palms.

   is a fresh petal.

  The blood-red petals are also covered with fine transparent fluff, which reflects a unique bubble-like color under the light. The filaments in the petals are slender and slender. If you look closely, it seems that you can see the dewdrops rolling by from the edges of the petals.

  It’s just this dewdrop, how can it seem to be red too...

   Xiaolan threw away the weird petals and looked up into the air.

  In the extremely calm space just now, countless bright red petals appeared at this time, and the petals floated down from the sky. Looking into the distance, the falling flowers seemed to have only landed beside him.

   "Xiaolan, run!"

  Baomu yelled, raising Xiaolan's hand and ran to the place where there were no falling flowers.

   Xiaolan's injured hand was pinched severely, and he gave a sizzle of pain.

  Baomu only then felt the sticky feel of Xiaolan's palm.

   "You!...Why are you hurt?..."

  "What is this?" Xiaolan asked, "Are the petals dangerous?"

"You are in danger if you are injured!" Baomu hated that iron could not become a steel ground shouted, "The plants here are blood-sucking, they will **** your blood, if they are sucked up, let the blood There is no chance of going back!"

  So, what Baomu encountered was not a plant.

   Xiaolan only thought quickly, then moved her legs frantically, even running faster than Baomu.

  Luo Huayu found that the target was about to escape, and turned into a red whirlwind, circling and chasing behind the two of them, just about to catch up with them.

   Xiaolan suddenly turned her head, raised her injured hand and drew an aperture in the sky. Under the influence of the surrounding environment, the aperture almost turned red.

  Flower falling whirlwind instantly plunged into the aperture.

  The aperture was bright, and the other falling flowers were continuously sucked in. Xiaolan and the two finally threw them off and ran away desperately.

  Looking at the two of them like this, it was completely unexpected that they originally planned to come in and save people.

  "What should we do next, will Auntie come to rescue us," Xiao Lan wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked Xiang Baomu, "Where are we going to run? Are we going to go up?"

  Baomu happily accepted the rescued setting, “I don’t know, wow, the above is safe, but how do I get up?”

   "What was the last time you were caught by something, and you also drew your blood?"

Baomu raised his eyes and recalled strenuously, "I remember... it was a woman. There seemed to be a shelf in the place soaked in blood. It was far away, and the shelf was very high. There was a red thing hanging on it, trapezoidal, looking It's a bit sharp..."

  Guillotine!

   "Saus who caught you away is right next to the guillotine!" Xiaolan summed up loudly.

   "Huh?...what broken...guillotine?..."

   Seeing that it was difficult for Xiaolan to understand in a short time, he grabbed Baomu with his backhand and shouted at him, "As long as we stay away from the guillotine, we can stay away from Saus. The guillotine is Saus’s nest!..."

  As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Lan, who was running ahead, bumped into something hard.

"what!"

  The collision was very real, Xiaolan covered her forehead, and there were stars in front of her eyes.

   "Xiaolan, are you okay?..."

   Xiaolan waved, "It's okay, it's okay, then run."

  But when Xiaolan took down the hand covering his forehead and glanced at the thing he bumped into, the cold replaced all physical pain and instantly swept Xiaolan's whole body.

  The column painted red by the years, like a torii in a shrine, stands in front of him.

  It looks so similar to the peaceful Torii...

  If it were not for the silver light reflected by the sharp blade at the top, Xiaolan would even believe that this was the **** of hope.

  At some point, the guillotine has appeared in front of him.

  So tall... so...

  This majestic murderous aura was pressed tightly on Xiao Lan's back.

   Out of breath.

   Xiaolan trembled a little, staring straight at the blood-stained blade above, and subconsciously moved a few steps back.

  Keep away from...

  Ominous...Ominous...

  The cold of the blade from the cervical spine...

   "Little Lan, be careful!"

   Yu Guangzhong, Baomu rushed towards him.

  At the same time, Xiaolan's sight began to tilt.

  Wow, wow...

  I was falling.

   Xiaolan stepped on the air and fell straight into the pit hidden under the flowers.

  The last thing I can see clearly is the face of Baomu who plunged into the pit with countless petals.

  Next second.

  Plop.

  Red.

   fell into the water.

   is red all around, except for red, nothing can be seen.

  No, this is not water.

  Viscous, fishy, ​​warm.

   His hand was pulled.

  Baomu is still with him.

  "Xiaolan..."

   Baomu's voice came from the liquid, and every word seemed to burst with bubbles.

   "Xiaolan, you have to wake up!..."

  I'm not sleeping...

  I just want to be overwhelmed.

   Xiaolan felt that she was sinking.

  Baomu was still pulling his hand.

   Xiaolan tried to shrink her hands, trying to let Baomu let go of herself.

  "Baomu, go upstream..." My own voice was also mixed with bubbles, "You can still live..."

  "Xiaolan, listen to me..."

  Baomu's voice is getting farther and farther away.

"you listen to me……"

   is about to disappear...

"you listen to me!"

  Suddenly tingling in that hand.

  Xiaolan closed his eyes and opened them gently.

   "Xiaolan, listen to me!"

  The sound this time is no longer immersed in water, but ringing in my ears, ringing in front of me.

  Xiaolan looked around in astonishment.

  These four weeks have changed.

  Red, petals, blood, all disappeared.

  There is only light blue light beside him, a circle of space surrounded.

  There is also a standing treasure wood in front.

  　The cute trash treasure wood finally has a new skill!

  (End of this chapter)