Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 552 Son of Light

   "Oh, yes, Baomu brother, you don't know," Xiaolan explained, "He has a special item, and the function of that item is that he can know the status of all the items currently owned by the player."

  The long-haired boy refused to comment, only withdrew his sight, and also looked at Baomu.

  His brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and after a while, the boy's eyes focused on the blue coat in Baomu's arms.

"what is this?"

   Bao Mu Jing asked him, only to remember that he was still holding a little guy in his arms.

  The blue coat of the lake was opened, and the little lion inside showed his head.

  A pair of glass-ball-like black eyes trembled in horror. The little lion looked at Baomu, then at Xiaolan, and started crying groaningly.

   Even if it is a timid lion cub, the cry of crying still has a certain deterrent effect, at least it bluffs the boy with long hair.

   "That... it has no attack power," Xiaolan said, "It just looks fierce... if you think it is fierce."

  The long-haired boy shook his head in a daze, and for a while, as if he had figured out something, he showed a dazed expression.

   "I see... I see."

  Xiaolan and Baomu exchanged glances.

  What happened to this person?

   "Is this what you just found?" The long-haired boy pointed to the little lion and asked.

   Baomu stretched out his hand to stroke the little lion's head, and nodded slowly.

   "What's wrong?"

   "How did you conquer it? How did you find it?"

   Xiaolan recounted what happened after they separated last night.

   "It can still be like this..." The long-haired boy listened and thought to himself, "It's amazing, it can still be like this..."

  "What are you talking about?" Baomu felt something was wrong with this person, so he hid the little lion in his arms.

  The long-haired boy looked up and suddenly smiled, "This is not a beast, this is a prop."

  This time it was Bao Mu's turn to be silly, "What? Who did you say?"

   Xiaolan also widened her eyes, "What do you mean? Do you mean this little lion?"

"It's not a little lion. Where can there be such a lion?" The long-haired boy slowed down and said patiently to Baomu, "It is a child of light, a special item for this level. I was there just now. Surprised, because when I saw you last time, you didn’t have any props, but now it shows that you have a special prop. It seems that it is this little thing."

  Baomu gaped his mouth and held up the crying Son of Light in his arms, "Props?"

   "Yes," the long-haired boy firmly said, "You have obtained special items inside the level during the course of this level."

   Xiaolan looked at the black and black animal with admiration, "This is actually a prop... Then is it actually lifeless?"

"Oh no, no, even though it is an item, it is alive. It should be said that it is the most special item. The Child of Light itself is a kind of creature. Of course, it is in the game... I still heard you talk about it. It’s quirky to confirm that it is the Child of Light."

  "You mean, its form during the day and night..."

"Yes, the Son of Light will be blessed by light during the day, and no other creatures will threaten its safety, but at night, if it loses the light, it loses its protection, so the Son of Light will transform into a black shell at night. Surrounded by that shell, the children of light look like ordinary evil monsters. Usually, no other creatures dare to approach them. However, that shell is actually just a phantom and cannot truly protect them. Therefore, once They will still be hurt if they are attacked."

  That's why the little guy's mother will die.

"In addition, the children of light have a very good sense of smell. They know their own disadvantages, so they like to follow the smell of humans to find humans and take refuge in humans for shelter. You said that you heard the sound of it approaching last night. It should be that it smelled our scent and came to seek protection, but on the way, it heard the sound of its mother being attacked, so..."

   Xiaolan looked down at the crying little lion.

  Children of Light.

"I think..." Seeing that both of them were a little lost, the long-haired boy said in a different tone, "Don't blame yourself, this child of light is still a cub, the reason why he goes out to find humans at night, It must be because its mother has been injured. If that is the case, there is no other way. This jungle is already dangerous, both for us and for other creatures in the forest."

Xiaolan heard that the long-haired boy wanted to comfort them, so even though he was not comforted, Xiaolan cheered up and asked, "Then since it is a prop, it must have some powerful function. Right?"

   "Huh?" The long-haired boy seemed to be really asked this time.

  Baomu also looked over.

   "Function..." The long-haired boy stroked his long hair gracefully, then pinned the strand of hair behind his ear, "It's very cute."

Gone.

   "What are you talking about?" Xiaolan blinked blankly, "I'm still cute, not only cute, but I can fight, you tell me, what can it do?"

  The long-haired boy raised his arms and looked at the tearful little guy with a serious face, "It has no function."

so……

so.

  This is a crying blown by the wind, who only sells cute and coquettish...special props?

   Xiaolan closed her mouth, "Can we throw away the special items?"

  "Xiaolan..."

   "Throw? How can you throw props?" The long-haired boy was very surprised, "The props can only be used, and they are gone."

  The question is, how do you use this little guy?

  It is completely useless!

  Do you want to use it to kill the enemy alive and lovely? Until its cuteness is immune to the enemy?

  However, this little guy is so cute.

   Xiaolan pursed her lips and looked at the Child of Light who kept shed tears.

  Maybe it's really lovely to kill others.

  The two boys had already coaxed the crying Son of Light. Xiaolan lowered her shoulders as she watched the fading wind around her.

  There is really no way, let’s take it with you.

  The little guy finally stopped crying, and Baomu also raised his head and looked into the distance.

   "The wind has stopped, let's go."

   Xiaolan nodded.

  The long-haired boy followed them very naturally.

  The two of them took a few steps before realizing something was wrong. Baomu turned his head to look at the long-haired boy with an innocent expression, and asked euphemistically, "You...are you going to be with us?"

  "Where are you going?" the boy asked.

   "Let's find its mother," Xiaolan pointed to the Son of Light, "Of course, it's... the corpse."

  Unexpectedly, the long-haired boy’s eyes lit up, "Then let's be together."

  (End of this chapter)