Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 151 Xiaoxiao

  It turned out to be like this.

   Xiaolan smiled bitterly like self-deprecating.

  From the beginning, that's it.

"Ah……"

There was a low chuckle behind   .

   "It's boring, it's boring..."

he came.

   Xiaolan straightened her cold back.

  There is only one thought in his mind.

kill him.

   "This way you are not dead, it's really unusual."

   "Much better than your brother."

   "I blame you, otherwise I can play for a while..."

  The power of anger turned into flames and burned in Xiaolan's eyes.

  In addition to fists, he does not know how to kill.

   Xiaolan mobilized psychic energy, and a cloud of silver light was ignited in his palm.

  First use space to control him, and then find a way to kill him.

  Yuxuan looked at Xiaolan desperately, shaking uncontrollably.

  Don’t be afraid, Yuxuan.

  "Quick...go..."

  The hoarse throat squeezed out two words forcefully.

  I will not go.

  I want to kill him.

   "You can't go."

  His voice suddenly rang in his ears.

  Too late to be surprised, Xiao Lan instantly twisted her palms out, and the reaction force of her legs bounced herself back. Between the sparks and sparks, the silver light ball in the palm flew towards him.

  Just trap him in this space...

  The silver light pierced his eyes, and the expression of astonishment only stayed on his face for less than a second.

   Lifts the corners of the lips.

  The face that has always been disguised as innocent is a scornful and mocking smile.

  The silver light ball passed through his body and disappeared into the darkness.

How can it be.

  With a huge sense of evil oppression, he quickly leaned over.

   Xiaolan just wanted to raise her hand.

  His eyes suddenly stained with warm bright red.

  The bright red splashed on his body, and the hot liquid poured into his chest.

it hurts.

  The blood is hot.

  Xiaolan felt so cold.

   Throat...

   was cut open.

  I'm out of strength.

   Xiaolan faced her back and fell straight back.

  The light in the palm of the hand disappeared.

  He changed into that innocent look again, and his blood fell drop by drop on the dagger clenched tightly in his right hand.

  Why did I find out.

  I am so stupid, so stupid.

  He was ready to kill himself a long time ago.

  Dreaming about the night of the heart-digging girl, he at the door actually intends to kill himself.

  If there is no girl who finds herself in her dream, she pushes herself out angrily.

  I might have died long ago.

   Xiaolan fell to the ground.

  It’s so dark...

  Blood is still pouring out.

  I was cold all over.

  The tears oozing from the corners of the eyes seemed to be cold.

   Xiaolan's fingers weakly pulled to Yuxuan's body, even Yuxuan's body seemed so warm.

  Am I going to die...

   "Cough..."

   Xiaolan coughed, the blood pouring from his throat, the fishy smell occupied the brain, and the blood flowed faster.

   Also protect Yuxuan.

  But I can’t even finger...

  The blood was about to drain, Xiaolan began to convulse.

  The face leaned forward again.

   "It's a pity, such a pretty face."

  He squeezed Xiaolan's cheeks and looked around playfully.

  "The body is too small, so the face is okay..."

   said and raised the dagger, the tip of the knife pointed at his face.

  "Then I will take away your eyes first, and then cut off your face..."

  The tip of the knife approaches his pupil.

  Blood dripped into the eyes.

  After oneself dies, will the world also appear.

   "Don't!"

  A shrill scream.

  Whose voice is a bit familiar.

  A dark red flashed past his eyes, and he was pushed away by the red heavily.

"boom!"

   "Fuck me!"

  The red is standing in front of him, his back facing him.

  Red and black plaid shirt, long black hair.

   His white hands trembled, making a "sizzle" sound.

is her.

   "Don't!"

   "Are you crazy?" There was a puzzled mockery in his voice.

   "Don't."

  She repeated this sentence.

  Familiar voice, this is her voice in the dream.

   "You women are really interesting, you don't know what will happen like this?"

  She shook her head and raised her right finger to the exit.

"you go."

  The sound of "sizzling" became louder, and her fingers even emitted white smoke.

  He looked at Xiaolan with a wicked smile, and then at the girl who had been heart-picked.

  "You are afraid that after you disappear, I will continue to do it, right?"

   "We still have a lot of people, don't you know how many people you killed?"

  The girl gritted her teeth and squeezed out this angry word.

  He pointed to Xiaolan in disbelief.

   "Just for her alone?"

   "You are a demon, you don't understand."

  The girl pointed firmly at the exit.

"you go!"

  He smiled helplessly, looked at the two of them, and shook his head.

   disappeared in place.

  The girl's hand finally dropped.

   "He's gone, Xiaoxiao."

   Another strange girl's voice sounded.

The heart-digging girl turned around, her face was pale, and she knelt down beside Xiaolan with her footsteps.

  The blood stopped flowing, Xiaolan felt that her consciousness was slowly leaving her body.

  I can’t feel the beating of my heart...

  A warm hand stroked his throat.

   "You can see me."

  The girl lowered her head, and gave Xiaolan a sad smile.

  "My name is Tian Xiaoxiao..."

   Tian Xiaoxiao.

   "Xiaoxiao..." It was still the strange voice, but it was crying.

   "You dreamed of me and knew my story." Xiaoxiao said softly.

  Two teardrops crossed Xiaoxiao's pale but beautiful face.

   "Thanks for your hard work."

   Xiaoxiao raised her hand on Xiaolan's throat and stroked her chest.

   "Give it to you."

  A group of blood-red objects appeared in the palm of her palm. Before she could see what it was, Xiaoxiao pressed the object into Xiaolan's body.

  Clear heartbeat sound.

   "Plop!"

  Starting from the chest, the warm feeling returned.

  "This is my heart that I found. I'm going to leave and give it to you."

  Xiaoxiao’s tears fell into Xiaolan’s eyes, shedding tears and smiling.

   "My name is Tian Xiaoxiao, you must remember me."

   Xiaoxiao touched Xiaolan's face, the white smoke thickened.

  Itchy throat, healing by itself.

   "XiaoXiao...XiaoXiao..." strange voice.

  "Ah...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhāh

  There is another girl’s voice.

  So familiar, this is the sound in my ear when I dream of Xiaoxiao that night, when I wake up.

   Xiaolan suddenly realized.

  It's like the sound of a person who is strangling his neck, or someone who is unable to speak.

  It has always been them.

  They are protecting me.

  Vitality gradually returned to his body, but his eyes were blurred.

  I can’t do anything, and I accepted Xiaoxiao’s heart.

  I don’t know if my vision is blurring, or the appearance of Xiaoxiao is disappearing.

  Dark cloud-like black hair, white and beautiful face, Xiaoxiao's figure slowly became lighter.

   "Xiao...Xiao..."

   Xiaolan tried her best to squeeze out two words from the healed trachea.

  I will remember you.

  The heart is beating regularly.

  The power is back, but the eyelids are heavy.

   Xiaolan tried to keep her eyes wide open, but still could hardly resist the weight of her eyelids.

I will.

I……

   Xiaolan finally closed his eyes.

  At the end of the line of sight, there is Xiaoxiao's beautiful but lonely red.

   Losing consciousness, Xiaolan fell into a coma.

  (End of this chapter)