Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 542 Fusion

   Xiaolan fell to the ground, but bounced quickly.

  That is Yrel.

Yrel is like a passerby caught by a swarm of bees. The gray mist surrounds her, constantly infiltrating her body. Xiaolan seems to be able to hear the gray mist as it squeezes into Yrel's pores. sound.

  Moses did not know when he had fallen, and in a blink of an eye, only Xiaolan was still standing in this room.

  Do you want to...help?

   Xiaolan cautiously approached a few steps.

  Yrel lay calmly on the open space between the bed and the chair, through the gray fog, Xiaolan could even see her face.

  Like smiling.

  Yrel didn't seem to suffer much pain, Xiaolan mustered up the courage and walked closer. The gray mist did not spread to her feet, but focused on Yrel.

   Xiaolan raised her head and looked at the mirror that suddenly turned over.

  The golden framed mirror separates Lily and Moses’s room. Through the mirror, the two can walk to each other’s room without going out.

  This should be a trick for two children.

  A candle was burning in Moses' room. Looking at the quietly swaying flame, Xiaolan suddenly understood Yrel's thoughts.

  Whether she is ignorant or great, this woman has dedicated her life's loyalty to the Morwen family.

till the end.

  Irel knows Lily’s plan. Of course, she is also a contributing force in this plan. She knows that Lily intends to merge the souls of herself and her mother, and then use Xiaolan's body to be reborn.

  But she also has her own ideas.

  What if she borrows her own body?

  Instead of choosing an enemy, she should be the container.

  Of course, Yrel's real thoughts must be more complicated, and perhaps more selfless, but Xiaolan is still unknown.

  Because...

   Xiaolan squatted beside Yrel, watching quietly as the gray mist faded away.

  I’m afraid, this woman’s own soul has disappeared.

  I don’t know how long it has passed, the sky is almost bright, all the gray mist is absorbed by Yrel’s body, the woman’s eyes are closed tightly, and her chest is undulating calmly.

finished?

  "Yirui..." Xiaolan wanted to open her mouth to wake her up, but she didn't know how to call the woman in front of her.

  Should you just run away like this?

  Xiaolan feels a little bit inauthentic again.

  But...

   Xiaolan whispered, and backed abruptly, her feet crooked, and she sat down on the ground.

   Just when she hesitated, Yrel woke up suddenly, and the woman's tawny eyes had shrewd gazes that did not belong to her.

  She stared at Xiaolan warily, and slowly stood up with her hands on her feet.

  Xiaolan is more vigilant than she is. She shrinks by the table, standing in front of her with both hands in a defensive position.

   "What's the matter?" Yrel looked at Xiaolan suspiciously, then looked down at her own hands.

   Soon, she understood.

  Just as Xiaolan was worried about whether he would be silenced, Yrel gave a sudden smile, and the smile quickly turned into a big laugh.

   Xiaolan quietly moved to the door.

   "Success...success..."

  Yrel, oh no, it should be Lily now, Lily’s laughter was sharp and piercing, and it was terrifying.

   Did she not notice herself?

   Xiaolan moved secretly.

   "Wait!" Lily shouted behind Xiaolan.

  ? !

  Looking at Xiaolan's uneasy face, Lily pulled out a somewhat ugly smile, "Thank you."

   Xiaolan relaxed a bit. She looked at Lily at this time and asked, "Who are you now?"

   "There is no one, we are alone now," Lily shook her head, "Emma, ​​thank you, everything is over, you can go."

   Xiaolan took a hesitant step towards the door, "Really it's over?"

   "Really... it's over." Lily was still smiling, but the expression on her face stiffened, perhaps because she hadn't gotten used to her body yet.

  Xiaolan walked to the open door, and when she was walking to the door, she turned her head and asked, "I'm out, even this level..."

  She frowned.

   Lily, who occupies Yrel's body, lowered her head deeply, covered her chest with her hands, and seemed to be gasping for breath.

  Such a rejection reaction?

"That one……"

   "Help me! Help us!"

  Xiaolan was startled by Lily's sudden scream.

  The calm look just now disappeared completely. Lily clenched the skin on her neck, her eyes were almost split apart, she was shaking all over, and her tears were full of desire.

  After that, the painful expression disappeared completely. The Lily just returned, but there was more fear in her tired eyes.

   "No way!..."

  "Help us...help..."

"Do not!--"

  The souls of Lily and Lily Morwen did not seem to merge, but squeezed into the same body.

   Xiaolan watched this scene tangledly.

  The question is what can I do?

  It should be Lily Morwen’s soul who asks for help, but... how can she help them by herself?

   Soon, Lily's body fell to the ground and struggling. While tearing her skin, she crawled towards the dressing table.

  "Help us...Hurry up..." Lily Mowen made a voice like a suffocator, "Knife...I want..."

Knife?

  Lily Mowen suddenly grabbed the metal tab on the front of the drawer, and with a crash, the entire drawer was brought to the ground.

  The debris was scattered on the ground, and she tremblingly stretched out her hand to a pen.

   "What are you going to do?!" Xiao Lan called out.

  Lily Morwen pulled off the cap.

   "No! — No! —" Lily took up their bodies again, and threw the pen in her hand heavily.

  The pen fell on the mirror, and the complete mirror instantly showed several vertical and horizontal cracks.

  Then the mirror trembled.

  Soon, Xiaolan discovered that it was not the mirror that was shaking, but the whole room.

  As Lily's struggle and roar became more and more intense, the tremor in the entire room became more and more intense.

   "Lily!..." Xiaolan tried to let her voice overwhelm their shouts, "Lily Morwen?..."

no way.

  This is no longer a situation where I can interfere.

   Xiaolan retreated to the door and glanced into the corridor.

  To her surprise, there was a person standing in the corridor.

  The man was holding a candlestick and wearing a black cloak, unable to see his face and figure.

  "Who are you?" Xiaolan stepped out and asked.

  The man did not speak.

   Xiaolan looked at the black figure under the cloak, and somehow felt a little familiar.

  "Are you from the manor?" Xiaolan stepped closer, "What you wear is..."

   Before Xiaolan finished speaking, the figure turned around and hurriedly walked to the corner staircase.

"and many more!"

   Xiaolan chased up.

  The man has disappeared at the end of the stairs.

   Xiaolan did not hesitate and rushed down the stairs.

  (End of this chapter)