Monument of Life and Death

Chapter 1154: immunity

Chapter 1154 Immunity

Oscar tilted his head curiously.

"What's the matter? Don't you believe I can do anything?" Qin Yin rolled her eyes, "You're really looking down on people."

As Qin Yin spoke, she took out a small knife from her body. She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and used the small knife to make a cut in the palm of her hand.

Oscar's eyes widened.

"Okay, don't be afraid," Qin Yin wiped the blood flowing from his heart evenly, then stretched out his two **** hands and touched Oscar, "Be good."

Oscar subconsciously wanted to run away, but Qin Yin caught him and wiped blood all over his face.

"Don't be so surprised." After wiping Oscar, Qin Yin put his **** hand on his face and started to smear it, "Do you think that only Taoist priest's blood is useful? In fact, it's not true, mine is fine too... Although it’s a bit worse than Taoist priest.”

Oscar recalled the special function of Dao Changxue and suddenly became excited and wanted to say something. Unfortunately, only Jasmine could understand its words.

"Calm down," Qin Yin smeared some more blood on his clothes, finally clapped his hands and stood up, "Okay, now I'm going to give it a try."

After saying that, Qin Yin held Oscar in her left hand and clenched her right hand tightly into a fist. After a long while, she took a deep breath and released her right hand.

She stretched out her right index finger, trembling slightly, and began to draw in mid-air.

A dim blue halo of light appeared in the sky as she moved her fingers.

Qin Yin was so nervous that sweat broke out on his forehead.

“That’s great,” Qin Yin let out a weak cheer, “Although it’s not as strong as usual, it’s still…”

But at least it works.

Own spatial ability.

Oscar looked at all this in amazement, not daring to move for fear of delaying Qin Yin's spell casting.

After the last stroke is finished, a complete blue halo appears.

Qin Yin smiled with relief. She wiped the sweat from her head, lowered her head and said to Oscar, "Psychic energy is still too weak. I don't know where we will be sent."

Oscar nodded obediently.

“But at least I can leave here,” Qin Yin touched Oscar’s head, “Let’s just depend on each other.”

Oscar tilted his head again.

How did we become mothers?

Qin Yin nodded her head, as if to cheer herself up, and then she stretched out her right hand and reached into the blue circle of light.

***

"My blood..." the Taoist priest repeated silently, "my blood can restrain the spirit tide."

“Yes,” Lao Luo nodded, “To a certain extent, the properties of Lu Xiang and Ling Xi are similar, so... I guess your blood can also weaken Lu Xiang.”

“But there are so many Lu Xiang here,” Baomu muttered, “How much blood will it take?”

“Ten more Taoist priests are not enough,” said the fool.

“I think... what I want to do is not to make these Luxiang ineffective,” the Taoist priest said, “just to make us immune to the influence of Luxiang.”

"It means...your blood is not acting on Lu Xiang," Luo Jiutian said, "but on us?"

The Taoist priest nodded.

“But there are so many of us...” the fool hesitated.

"But not everyone needs it," the Taoist leader said calmly, "Vice-President Luo shouldn't need it. Little fool, your ability has nothing to do with psychic energy, and you shouldn't need it either..."

"Me too," Baomu said quickly, "my perception is still very sharp now, it seems that Lu Xiang is not effective on me."

"In this way, only Jiutian and I need this blood, and..." the Taoist priest's eyes fell on Xiaolan, "I think Xiaolan should also need it."

“Xiaolan can’t wake up now, maybe because her spiritual power is restricted,” the fool whispered, “Maybe…”

The Taoist priest nodded, reached into his pocket and fumbled around, and soon pulled out a finger-long switchblade.

The Taoist priest turned his back and swiped the switchblade in his palm. The sweet fragrance of blood instantly filled the entire space.

“Brother Dao,” Lao Luo warned, “if you feel unwell, you must tell us.”

The Taoist priest did not speak, only nodded slightly, then squatted down and covered Xiaolan's face with his hands.

***

Xiaolan opened her eyes again.

The world has changed around me.

Beneath him is cold bluestone, which seems to be dewdrops condensed from morning mist hanging on the ground. Xiao Lan stood up blankly and looked around.

This is a square, spacious room with luxurious bed furniture placed everywhere.

Like...a woman's bedroom.

Xiaolan frowned and was about to walk towards the bedroom door when she suddenly noticed something like a photo frame upside down on the dressing table next to the bed.

As if by some strange mistake, Xiaolan shuffled over.

Xiaolan could hear the heart beating violently in her chest.

Xiaolan grabbed the edge of the photo frame. The smooth touch of the wooden photo frame seemed to set off a faint wave in Xiaolan's mind. Xiaolan suddenly felt that something that had been surrounding her seemed to be about to disappear.

The photo frame is opened.

A very well-preserved photo, perfectly stuck in the center of the frame.

Just like that, it appeared in front of Xiaolan.

In the photo, there are two people.

A woman holding a child about two or three years old.

Xiaolan looked at the face that was almost carved out of the same mold as her own.

The woman is dressed in white, like an angel or a saint.

The gentle and kind smile on his face…

Xiaolan suddenly remembered.

This is the queen of the royal city.

　　is the mother of the king god.

Xiaolan raised her head and looked behind her with an incredulous expression.

Behind him is an exquisite balcony. Through the balcony, you can see the newly lit sky outside.

The experience in the royal city is still vivid in my mind. The queen of the royal city sacrificed herself for the royal city, leaving the royal **** Fitz alone in the royal city.

Xiaolan put down the photo frame and ran towards the balcony.

Xiaolan gasped, stood on the balcony, and looked outside.

The shock made Xiaolan almost forget to breathe.

This room is located on a towering spire. Looking from here, what comes into view is indeed the whole view of the royal city.

It’s just that this is not the peaceful royal city that I have seen before.

Here, a war is going on.

Xiaolan covered her mouth and looked at the flames of war below the city.

The air was filled with black ashes from burning, and people were crying and hiding.

In death.

The invaders are driving fearsome weapons toward innocent people.

Among the countless voices, Xiaolan heard the enemy's cry.

“Hand over the witch!”