Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 267 Others have umbrellas, I have...

  Where did the cage come from? !

  Only one shakes the god, the situation is completely changed.

  Xiaolan immediately drew out the lock whip, aimed at the iron cage and prepared to use it.

   "Are you sure?" Feng Mu's voice was cold, "You haven't tasted the taste of beast cages, are you ready to use spirits? Why, do you want to experience the same thing again?"

  Yin and Yang are weird.

  Although he was spitting out in his heart, Xiaolan temporarily replaced the Spirit Unloading Detective that he was about to use with the least harmful Spirit Needle Detector.

  A small bullet-like group of blue light shot at the edge of the cage.

The moment the blue light touched the iron cage, it seemed to be split into countless tiny spots of light, wrapped on the wall of the iron cage, and the spots of light spread to the surroundings. After a while, the entire iron cage radiated ethereal in the dark. Bright blue.

  Have a bad feeling.

  It takes only a few seconds to realize the hunch and the hunch, and Xiaolan fully understands the taste of the animal cage.

  First, there was a slight tingling on the soles of the feet.

  But my legs...Isn’t there no feeling?

  Is it all right?

  Of course impossible.

   Soon, an extremely severe pain hit her waist, and quickly surrounded her upper body.

  Xiao Lan’s brain made up a circle of people pinching needles around him and poking at himself. Compared with pain, this imagination seemed more terrifying.

   Clenched his teeth, and after a while, the blue of the cage faded, and as the color faded, the tingling around the body gradually softened.

  It seems that this cage will prevent the outflow of moves, and will double the moves of the caster.

  Xiao Lanyang drew a blue light circle with her hand, but did not dare to act rashly, only pointed a finger into the light blue ripples in the air.

  It seems...Space travel can still be used.

   also has no side effects.

   Xiaolan took a deep breath and stretched out her right hand.

  The arm disappeared. Did it succeed?

  Something seems to be poking in the back of his head.

   Xiaolan's scalp tightened.

  The thing moved again, it was not an illusion.

   Xiaolan maintained her original posture, turning her head stiffly.

  A hand appeared in front of him, the index finger was stretched forward, shaking slightly, the fingertips were white, and the nails were a little longer. I couldn’t be more familiar with it...

   Xiaolan sniffed.

  This screen.

  A person can have several opportunities in his life to see his arm poking straight at the back of his head.

forget it.

   quickly retracted her hand, Xiaolan raised her sleeve, and the halo disappeared.

  Fengmu stood outside the cage and watched all this quietly.

   "Are you done?" he asked faintly.

   Xiaolan did not speak, and stared at him tightly on the armrest of the wheelchair.

  Jasmine was on her chest, and her wings occasionally flickered. Knowing that Jasmine was still safe, Xiao Lan felt less afraid.

   "Then I'm going to start."

  Feng Mu chuckled and shook his posture abruptly. Xiaolan couldn't see what he was playing with, only the sound of a rattle came from afar.

  Something rustled around in the corner where Fengmu stood.

  "Whoo!——Beep!"

   Xiaolan's body reacted faster than vision. Before his eyes could catch the wooden thorns flying in from the cage, her shoulders were already slanted, and the wooden thorns rubbed her chest coat, firmly nailing the edge of the cage behind her body.

  The half-finger-long wooden thorns were inserted straight into the metal cage.

  How much strength and speed is needed.

   Xiaolan couldn’t help taking a breath, if he was pierced by this wooden thorn...

Ok? It's so fast, maybe it won't hurt.

  But it hurts or not, and there is no need to endure it. Thinking of the sawdust broken into one place, Xiaolan regrets it now, quite regret it. She bred a set of other weapons on the spot, and in the end he had to fight back on him.

  This is just the beginning. The wooden thorns pierced into the iron cage one by one in the same state as before. Judging from the movement trajectory, they pointed to Xiaolan's key points.

  Each time he evaded, it would affect the wound just now, and soon, the sign of exhaustion appeared.

  The strength and accuracy of one's own movements are severely reduced.

   "Shoo!"

  The blood burst, and a sawdust that was so small that it was almost invisible was swept across the right side of Xiaolan's neck. She couldn't avoid it, leaving a dark red wound on her right neck.

   Xiaolan twitched with pain. At the same time, another wooden thorn succeeded and passed straight through Xiaolan's left shoulder.

  More and more wood thorns are coming.

  More and more wood thorns see blood.

  Xiaolan's movements were sluggish, only able to protect her chest and throat, other parts of her body were exposed, blood burst out of the broken clothes, and after a while, her body was completely red.

  "The heart is on the left, but I have been desperately trying to protect the right." Feng Mu saw through Xiaolan's right chest, which was the hand in front of Jasmine, and said, "It seems that I am protecting something special, go!"

  Dense wood thorns covered the face, like a curtain of rain, reflected in Xiaolan's eyes.

  The same screen...

  Xiaolan can't always remember to bring an umbrella.

  But every time, when she walks out the door, she sees the patter of rain in the clouds, she will not worry.

  She is not afraid of rain.

  Because she knows that in a short while, there will be an umbrella, quietly hanging over her head.

  Although I don’t remember to bring an umbrella, I haven’t seen the oncoming rain.

  The owner of that umbrella...

   "What's the matter? We Xiaolan forgot to bring an umbrella again haha, come, quickly hide in your sister Xiaoyin's umbrella!"

   "He Xiaolan didn't bring an umbrella, maple syrup, get the umbrella quickly! You? You can just run over!"

   "The little girl didn't bring an umbrella, come and I will carry you over."

   "The rain smells bad today, it may be dirty, let's fight together."

  No one has ever been.

   "You didn't bring an umbrella, come in, let's go home, uncles and aunts will definitely nag you..."

this is……

  A very distant memory.

  It's so far away that it doesn't look like my own memory.

   "Kobayashi..."

  Xiaolan is not afraid of rain.

  She is afraid of weakness and loneliness.

  The wooden thorns are gathered together, the goal is the same, it is the right chest that Xiaolan tightly guards.

so tired……

  A golden light flashed suddenly.

"Snapped!--"

  The knives and guns made of wooden thorns hit the golden piece of gold one after another.

   was so bright that Xiaolan couldn't open her eyes.

  The golden piece of golden swelled rapidly, and it was firmly blocked in front of her.

   Xiaolan gaped and stared at the golden thread extending from her chest. The golden thread connected to it was the enlarged version of the little golden man Oscar.

  Looking closely, the gold thread was actually made up of tiny golden floating dust. Xiaolan recognized the floating dust, which was Jasmine’s detection debris.

  Detective scraps are continuously injected into Oscar's body. Oscar is akimbo, getting taller and taller. The moment the wooden thorn touches its body, it is like hitting some kind of strong rubber and is bounced away fiercely.

  "What the hell?" Across Oscar, Xiaolan heard Feng Mu's spit, "Turn!"

  The wooden thorn changed direction and was about to attack Xiaolan's back, but Oscar's movement speed was obviously beyond expectations, almost only the golden light flashed by, and the vigorous Oscar once again protected Xiaolan's dumb face.

  (End of this chapter)