Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 578 Cold Arrow

  He hasn't gotten out of the sight of fools and girls.

  Seeing Baomu's back further and further away, the Son of Light gradually felt something wrong, and it rolled on the girl's hand and stood up.

   "Why did your friend leave the pet to us?" the girl asked anxiously, "It feels like...toogu, what do you think?"

  The fool looked at Baomu's back.

  As soon as he looked at Baomu, he knew that Baomu must have hidden something in his heart.

   "It's okay, the oasis is not far away," the fool said, more like comforting himself, "Even if something really happened..."

Before the words fell, only the petite body of the son of light made a sharp roar, the girl shivered, and watched the son of light in her hand leaped to the ground, howling, and ran in the direction where the master left. .

  The Son of Light ran at extreme speed, and the moonlight caged it with a faint layer of armor phantom.

  It smelled.

  The surrounding scenery all seemed to disappear. In the dark pupils of the Child of Light, only Baomu's thin back was magnified a little bit.

  It howled desperately.

  The master turned his head back.

  The Child of Light was ecstatic for a second.

  But in the next second, it saw the owner's body rise from the ground and fell to the sand on the side.

   Baomu also smelled it.

  He was shocked and stopped in shock.

  As of just now, he didn't even smell a strange smell, but suddenly, those two auras became strong.

   is the smell of those two catfish!

  At the same time, he heard the roar of the Son of Light approaching quickly.

not good!

  Baomu twisted his body abruptly, and the figure of the Son of Light running like a sharp arrow.

  Incomparably realistic arrows...

   Immediately afterwards, from the corner of his eye, he caught a real sharp arrow.

  The arrow pointed at himself.

  Baomu jumped out sideways, the cold arrow grazed his side waist, and fell to the ground with him.

   Fortunately, I escaped.

  Baomu rolled on the ground. At this moment, the son of light howled and rushed to him. Seeing that the master was okay, the roar of the son of light suddenly became cheerful.

  The second arrow and the third arrow came quickly. The two arrows came from two different directions. Baomu didn't see any person who put the arrow clearly, so he could just roll around and avoid the cold arrow.

  How could those two people suddenly appear here?

  The system must have helped them again.

As soon as Baomu stood up, he was scratched on his ankle by an arrow shot from the right side of his body. He snorted and looked down and saw the child of light bit off the arrow angrily, his little paw still stuck to his master. Keep stepping on the arrow of blood.

  This little guy...

  Baomu bends down, ready to take the Son of Light into his arms.

  A cold arrow struck from behind Baomu.

  Baomu turned somersault directly on the sand, and flexibly avoided the arrow.

  Fortunately, my skills have improved.

   Suddenly, a stern cry pierced his ear.

   Baomu felt the whole world pause for a few seconds.

  A sharp arrow penetrated the body of the Son of Light.

  The Son of Light was taken to fly by the inertia of the sharp arrow, and his small body fell feebly, rolled several times, and stopped.

   "Children of Light!"

  Some tinnitus, the surrounding sounds seem to have disappeared.

  Baomu can only feel his body rushing past. The dark little guy is like a round briquettes. Who can tell in such a night that this is actually a little lion?

   Baomu picked up the Son of Light on the ground.

  The black limbs of the son of light twitched, and the tearful face of the master was reflected in those wet dark pupils.

   Its breathing was very weak, and Baomu held the still warm body tightly in his arms.

The arrow rain disappeared, and Baomu heard two footsteps approaching behind him.

   "Baomu!......"

  The fool knelt next to him, grasped his shoulder, and confirmed the wound on Baomu's body.

  The girl chased the dark shadow in the distance, "Stop!...you..."

  After seeing that Baomu had no major problems, the fool breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the girl who was gradually running away, and looked down at the Son of Light in Baomu's arms.

  "It..."

  The Child of Light didn't shed a lot of blood, but even a fool could distinguish the fear and pain that came out of those dark eyes.

  It must be painful.

  The Son of Light curled up in his master's arms, humming fragilely.

  Baomu swallowed his tears vigorously and squatted on the ground for a long time.

  He raised his hand, wiped away the tears from his face, looked at the fool and said, "Where is that girl?"

  A girl's scream came from the direction of another oasis.

  The fool stood up immediately, and Baomu held the Son of Light cautiously, as if he was holding his own child.

   "We have to chase it." Baomu said, taking a step forward.

  The fool said nothing, and ran after him.

  The two ran to the edge of the oasis, and through the bright moonlight, they could clearly see the battle at this time.

What they were worried about did not happen. The girl did not suffer in this one-on-two confrontation. When the picture caught the eyes of the two, the girl just kicked the man in black against the tree, and on the other side, Airo in a skirt got up from the ground.

  It seems that the scream just now should come from Airo.

   Seeing the two approaching, the black-clothed man yelled and ran away directly.

  The girl caught Airo, pushed her to the ground, raised her head and shouted at the two of them, "Quickly chase him!"

  The fool followed the black figure decisively, Baomu held the Son of Light and stopped in front of the girl.

  "Don't do this! You hurt me!...I'm just a player..." Ai Luo's hands were captured by the girl, and she sobbed with tears.

  The girl turned her head to Baomu and hurriedly smiled, "Are you okay?"

  Baomu shook his head.

  The girl's eyes moved down, and she soon saw the Twitching Son of Light in Baomu's arms.

  Her face changed, "What's wrong with it?"

   "I was hit by them." Baomu said lightly, and gave Airo a faint glance.

"I didn't shoot the arrow!" Ai Luo raised his red eyes and quickly argued, "I swear! It's really not me...It's the man just now... Please let me go, I'm innocent... I was also deceived by him..."

   "Be honest!" The girl twisted Eluo's struggling hand, then turned her head and asked Xiang Baomu, "Is it okay?"

   Baomu's jaw trembled, "It should be bad."

   "Please..." Ai Luo Lihua cried with rain, "I am really innocent... I want to go home, I want to return to reality... I am also scared..."

   Ai Luo burst into tears. Anyone who saw this picture could not help but feel distressed for such a pale and haggard face.

  But Baomu ignored her appearance and asked directly.

   "Who is the fourth person?"

  (End of this chapter)