Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 565 The Lost Oasis

  The desert behind him returned to calm.

  Almost instantly, the sandstorm disappeared.

  The strong sunset glow shone on the gorgeous golden yellow desert and the tropical plants above the two of them. The two climbed up from the slightly wet ground and looked at the sun gradually hidden behind the sand slope.

  The oasis they just left has turned into the same sandy ground.

  Baomu squatted down and embraced the child of light who was so scared that he would not stop. The two looked at each other, then looked at the vast world around them, revealing an expression of vicissitudes of life.

   "It seems that the sandstorm just appeared just to take away the oasis." Xiaolan said.

  Baomu nodded, "Take us by the way."

  Fortunately, they run fast.

  "The catfish with identity in that oasis died, and the oasis disappeared..." Xiaolan guessed, "Could it be that in every oasis, there is a catfish that represents the player?"

   "Then the player dies, and the oasis disappears," Baomu agreed with Xiaolan's point of view, and then said, "Then there are..."

  The two walked to the other end of the oasis and looked into the depths of the long desert.

   Countless oases scattered around the desert, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, exuding vitality.

   "This is too much..."

  Xiaolan even began to wonder if all the players besides them are catfish?

  Speaking time, a sandstorm was blown up a few hundred meters away from them, and a distant oasis was taken away in a blink of an eye.

  It seems that another catfish died.

  As the schedule progresses, both ordinary players and catfish players will face greater danger.

  The catfish that was hung up is still so...

The colors around    darkened, Xiaolan and Baomu dragged heavy steps to the lake.

  This oasis is no different from the one just now.

  The two shook off the gravel on their bodies by the water and washed their faces again.

  The surrounding scenery is as calm as the lake.

  The two sat on the beach, smiling palely.

  This feeling of being completely dominated by unknown forces is really bad...

   "I don't know if there are catfish in this oasis." Baomu mumbled casually.

   Xiaolan was a joke, turned his face to look at Baomu, "Brother Baomu, otherwise we dive in and take a look?"

   Baomu looked back at her in surprise, "Now? Or wait for dawn."

  The Son of Light was already drowsy, Xiaolan looked at the embarrassed Baomu and nodded, "It's okay."

  The two leaned on the same palm tree to rest. The moment they relaxed, everything they had experienced these days came back to Xiaolan's mind, and the exhaustion swallowed her like a sandstorm just now.

  When she reacted, she was already in a dream.

  This dream is very dazzling, messy, and ordinary. Xiaolan, who has studied dreams, knows that such broken and weird pictures are the content of normal dreams.

  The dream state without rules pulsates, transforms, and finally stays on top of a complete and familiar green.

   "Ah!...no!..." the green screamed.

  Xiaolan’s vision in the dream followed the green quickly, and the green rose up, revealing a distorted and desperate face.

"help me!"

   is green hair!

  Green Mao lay on the ground, grabbed his leg by something, and dragged it forward.

"Backstage! Backstage! Pause the game!" Lv Mao yelled, staring at the dirt and weeds that were constantly flying around his mouth, "Cancel this monster! Quickly undo the fuck! I'm going to be eliminated!... "

   Xiaolan adjusted her angle of view comfortably and came to a higher position.

  The two green vines that grabbed the green hairy legs were two little finger-thick green vines. Under the cover of the dim light and green grass, Xiaolan hadn't noticed them just now.

  Looking forward again, at the end of the line of sight, there was a pool of dark river water, and the cane stretched out of the water, and at this time, it was also dragging the green hair into the water.

  If the green hair keeps shouting, backstage? time out? Monster point?

   Xiaolan suddenly realized.

  It turns out that Green Hair is also a catfish.

  Of course, the premise is that the content of the dream is real.

  But, why did I dream of green hair for no reason?

  You can only enter the real dream when you touch something related to the owner of the dream.

  Related to Green Hair...

   Xiaolan looked at the green hair that was about to be dragged into the black ink-like river water, and her heart trembled.

  This oasis.

  This is an oasis of green fur.

  Thinking of this, Xiaolan's dream came to an abrupt end, and the picture finally stopped at a place where Lumao was two or three meters away from the river.

  She opened her eyes sharply.

  Baomu hugged the Son of Light and fell asleep quietly beside him, Xiaolan panted and looked towards the sparkling lake.

  The starry sky and blue-purple sky are reflected on the lake. In the middle of the lake, a black spot floats quietly.

   "It's not good!" Xiaolan roared and jumped up directly, "Brother Baomu will wake up! We have to run!"

  Baomu originally leaned on Xiaolan to sleep soundly, but with such a jump, Xiaolan bumped him directly to the other side. He rubbed his eyes and got up from the ground sleepily.

"what……"

   "The catfish in this oasis is dead! The sandstorm is coming!"

  Baomu woke up in an instant. He followed Xiaolan's fingers and looked at it. The floating dead fish confirmed Xiaolan's words.

  In the distance, the dark-cloud-like late-night sandstorm is like an abyss, approaching here.

A few seconds later, the two of them ran out of the oasis. At this time, the lake was almost dry. The palm trees disappeared. After a while, the sandstorm swept across this brand-new desert and rushed to the two who fled. .

   Xiaolan ran on the cold fine sand with one bare foot, and another oasis was right in front of her.

  Baomu ran ahead, looking back from time to time to confirm the location of Xiaolan and Sandstorm.

  Fortunately, they responded promptly this time. The oasis is not far away, and the sandstorm is still some distance away.

  Baomu had already arrived. He stuffed the Son of Light in the middle of the placket and stretched out his hands to meet Xiaolan.

   Xiaolan stepped vigorously.

  There are the last tens of meters...

  Suddenly, Xiao Lan felt her body sink a bit.

  I can't move my steps anymore.

  It’s hard to even raise your legs. The deadly resistance is like something pulling one's ankle, just like the feeling when you were stuck in quicksand not long ago...

   Xiaolan looked down, and her heart suddenly became cold.

  I got stuck in quicksand.

  This time is different from last time. This time I stepped firmly into the quicksand, the sand has already covered my calf, and I was about to swallow my lower body.

   is over, this time is over...

   looked up, Baomu ran over.

  "Brother Baomu, don't come over!" Xiaolan shouted loudly, "Don't come over!..."

  Baomu grabbed his hand.

  (End of this chapter)