Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 1118 Swallow

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   "The red-hot iron..." Baomu said silently, "How could the red-hot iron be only 100 degrees?"

   "Is this the key?" The idiot wanted to slap the precious wood with a red-hot iron, "The key is that Sister Long, who has passed away, is heating up. The key is that Xia Ni is clearly touching Sister Long, but she can't feel the high temperature!"

   "How is it possible... how is it possible..." Xia Ni's eyes were slack, her whole body was trembling, but she still refused to put down Aunt Long's body, "Sister Long is dead... obviously dead..."

  Wenling's body shrank behind Baomu, but her head was poked forward, stretching her neck to observe Auntie Oboro's face.

   A few minutes later, between the fool's comforting voice and Xia Ni's murmur, Wenling's crisp orders sounded.

"lay down!"

  Wen Ling stepped forward...although one hand was still uneasily grabbing Baomu's clothes corner, but in general he had stepped forward.

  She pointed at Xia Ni's nose, and there was a hint of oppression in her clear gray eyes.

  Xia Ni was stunned immediately, and it took her a long time to react.

   "I... Me?" The fear of being dominated by her sister fell into Xia Ni's eyes again, "What should I let go?"

   "Her!" Wen Ling's finger turned, and pointed to Sister Long, "Let it go!"

   Baomu and Shazi looked at Wenling, then at Xia Ni, and spoke almost at the same time.

   "Xia Ni, hurry up! Listen to Ling!" The fool said exaggeratedly, "Hey, put your obscene sister down quickly."

   "Xia Ni, hurry up." Baomu wished he could help Xia Ni himself.

  Xia Ni looked at the three of them in horror, still hesitating.

   "Quick!" Wen Ling stared, "Quick!"

  Wen Ling's voice sounded a little hoarse, the idiot didn't delay any longer, he rushed forward and grabbed Xia Ni by the shoulder.

   "Xia Ni, don't worry, believe in Wenling," the idiot gritted his teeth, ignoring the billowing heat steaming from Aunt Yu's body, and said, "We will never hurt you, let alone your older sister."

  Xia Ni looked at Wen Ling's pupils that were gradually bleeding, paused, squatted down, and put Auntie who was behind her on the ground.

  As soon as Auntie Hao lay down on the ground, Wen Ling flew forward, grabbed Xia Ni by the collar and pulled him back.

  Things happened so fast that neither Baomu nor Shazi knew what was going on.

  Xia Ni didn't expect that Wen Ling would suddenly pull her back, let alone that the timid and weak Wen Ling had such strength, she didn't pay attention, and was directly pulled by Wen Ling and sat on the ground.

   "Q...Qing Ling..." The fool stammered forward and stretched out his hand, but he didn't know whether he should help Xia Ni or help Wen Ling, "What happened?..."

   "Get out of the way!"

  Wen Ling screamed, pulled Xia Ni by the collar of his clothes and backed away, and when Xia Ni was five or six meters away from Aunt Lu's body, Wen Ling let go of him, grabbed the idiot with one hand, and Baomu with the other, and pulled the two of them behind him.

  After finishing all this, Wen Ling was out of breath and sweating profusely. She stared at Aunt Obscure who was five or six meters away with her reddened gray eyes and an expression as if she was facing a formidable enemy.

  Xia Ni was holding her throat behind the three of them and coughing loudly. Just now Wen Ling pulled too hard and almost strangled him to death.

   "Wen Ling, what's going on?" the fool said, and was about to pull Wen Ling who was standing in the front behind him, "Is there any danger?"

  Wen Ling didn't hide behind the fool like before, but stood straight on the spot. She shook off the fool's hand, then opened her arms, making a gesture to block the three of them behind her.

  The idiot was caught off guard by Wen Ling's wave, and was about to say something when Wen Ling's scream suddenly exploded in his ears.

   "Hide!—" Wen Ling's thin body seemed to have turned into a stone wall, firmly blocking the three of them, "Hide!—"

   "Hiding... hiding?" Baomu frantically said, "Or..."

   "Close it!—" Wen Ling's body began to tremble violently, and the idiot saw a line of translucent tears of blood slipping down from her right eye, "Close your eyes!—"

  Fool and Baomu huddled together in shock.

   "Close your eyes!—" Wen Ling's hoarse roar continued, "Close your eyes!—"

  Baomu was the first to react. He gritted his teeth and turned his head towards Xia Ni. Xia Ni was still in a daze. Baomu hugged Xia Ni's head, blocked his sight with his body, and finally closed his eyes.

   "Brother Fool, do what Wen Ling said!" Baomu shouted, "Close your eyes!"

  The idiot panted heavily, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally closed his eyes fiercely.

   Only Wenling is left.

   Only those **** gray eyes still stared at the silent world ahead.

   Nothing happened.

Quiet.

   It's as if nothing is going to happen.

  Baomu's eyelids were so strained that they started to ache. Just when he couldn't help opening his eyes, a strange sound came from his ears.

it's wired.

  Like some kind of liquid, corroding something.

very curious.

  But I can't open my eyes.

  Unless the spirit speaks, it must never open its eyes.

  Qing Ling's breathing had calmed down, she stood quietly, watching everything in front of her almost numbly.

   Aunt Oboro's body is sinking.

  The ground seemed to have turned into a scarlet thick liquid, which wrapped Aunt Oboro's body, and the whole picture seemed to open a mouth on the ground, swallowing Aunt Oboro into her stomach bit by bit.

   Ask the spirit to know what will happen next.

  The moment she stepped on the ground and saw Aunt Oboro's eyes, she should have guessed it.

  But she just realized it.

   I did something wrong.

   breathe-breath-breath-breath-

   I did something wrong.

   This is the price I should bear.

  Red tears slid down Wen Ling's chin drop by drop, and fell into the ground that was gradually turning red under her feet.

   Ask the spirit, don't shake.

  Qing Ling bit her lower lip, sucked her nose, and tried hard to resist the urge to flinch.

   Slowly, Auntie Oboro's body was about to be swallowed up, Wen Ling tried her best to control her breathing, and took half a step forward.

Soon.

  Aunt Oboro’s last thing to disappear was her hands folded on her stomach.

  The land has become unusually calm again.

  It seemed that everything just now was an illusion.

  But in the eyes of Wen Ling, everything here is different.

  The world here is flowing.

  The ground is flowing, the sky is flowing, and the air is flowing.

finally.

   It appeared.

  Although he was fully prepared mentally, when he saw it, Wen Ling still felt his heart stop for an instant.

But it does not matter.

   Wen Ling clenched his fists.

  She already, doesn't intend to leave from here.

   This time, I can no longer escape.

  (end of this chapter)