Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 551

"I see," Xiaolan called out before Baomu could think about how to answer, "Because there is the blood of the dead monster on your clothes, it smells like it...it looks like a little lion I really found it by following the smell..."

   Seeing that Xiaolan hadn't turned the incident to her own life at all, Baomu breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's just that the dead monster I saw last night is very big," Baomu drew a circle on the ground. "Although I didn't see the whole picture, I knew it was very big, and Why didn't this little guy go to his mother... to find the body of the big guy, and instead ran here?"

   "It was also very big last night." Xiao Lan pointed to the little lion who was rolling over.

   "You mean, they will become monsters at night?"

  "The animals here are a bit weird, so it's not surprising at all," Xiaolan thought while clutching the little lion's belly, "I'm thinking, it...did it come to find us?"

  "Look for us?" Baomu was a little confused.

   Xiaolan retracted her hand, put her chin up, and shook her head in confusion, "I don't know."

  Baomu looked at Xiaolan, and then at the little lion who showed a pitiful look because he suddenly lost his caress, "Or we will take him to find his mother?"

   "It really was its mother who died," Xiao Lan grinned, "Oh, it doesn't have a mother anymore."

  Baomu didn’t know what to say.

   "Then let's take it over there and have a look."

   Xiaolan stood up, and Baomu also stood up.

Seeing the two of them stood up, the little lion hurriedly straightened their paws when they saw the two of them standing up, but was unwilling to bear the mother-scented clothes under their paws, so they stood up straight for a while, and then rubbed their clothes again, looking like Desperately anxious.

  Baomu and Xiaolan looked at each other and nodded firmly.

   "Anyway, I don't know what to do now, just take it to find the same kind."

Baomu bent over and picked up the coat on the ground. The little lion was pocketed in. At first, he yelled in panic, but soon he found that the human embrace was warmer than clothes, so he shrank in Baomu obediently. In his arms, the little paw clutched the blue coat, and after a while, he fell asleep.

  Xiao Lan looked at the blunt claws and blunt teeth of the little lion, and sighed.

  This little guy does not seem to have the slightest attack power.

  The two took a few steps, and suddenly, a shadow enveloped them, like a dark cloud covering the sun.

  The two raised their heads together.

  They only saw a white wing flying across the horizon.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind lifted the two of them. The two were blown off the ground by the wind. Baomu rolled on the ground several times before hitting a bread tree and stopped. He yelled with one hand. The still little lion guarded his arms, with the other hand hurriedly grabbed Xiaolan who almost flew away.

  "This...what...what..." Xiaolan heard Baomu's voice intermittently pouring into her ears.

  The two of them couldn't raise their heads at all. They only heard the branches above their heads crack open. The canopy that could barely shelter them from some wind will soon disappear.

  Xiaolan and Baomu clutched each other tightly.

  The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and many rubble and tree branches were entrained in the wind, and several holes were made between the two of them.

  Where does the wind come from?

  What happened to the wings just now?

   Xiaolan felt that her brain was about to be blown away, and she couldn't think at all.

  Baomu squeezed the five fingers of her arm a little harder, Xiaolan looked up at him with great effort, and heard Baomu shout, "It seems...smaller..."

   Xiaolan didn't feel it at all.

   "It doesn't seem to..."

"what!--"

  A scream came from far and near. Before the two of them figured out where the scream came from, the scream spun around to the two of them.

   Xiaolan only felt a group of black shadows violently attacking, and in the next second, the black shadow hit the two of them heavily.

  The three of them flew out together.

   "What are you doing? What are you doing!..."

Xiaolan was screaming and drooling while being blown all over the ground by the wind. Fortunately, Baomu caught her again soon. Xiaolan took a closer look and found that the flying shadow was stuck in two. Between the old tree stumps, the man grabbed Baomu, and Baomu grabbed himself again.

  "Mirror!..." The man yelled vaguely towards Xiaolan, "Mirror!...That mirror..."

  Gapa, the old tree stump cracked open.

   Xiaolan recognized the person who hit them.

   is the long-haired boy who said goodbye not long ago.

  Mirror?

   "That mirror!..." The long-haired boy gestured desperately with his other hand.

   Xiaolan suddenly realized.

  He refers to the special item he got, the magic mirror!

   Xiaolan quickly reached into his pocket and fumbled.

  The wind blows the things in her pocket tightly against her skin, Xiaolan distinguishes the mess of things inside, and finally finds out the small mirror.

   Then, she stood up the mirror and pointed the front of the mirror in the direction of the strong wind.

  The three of them fell to the ground instantly.

   Xiaolan's face was full of hair. She got up from the ground embarrassedly, raised her head, and saw Baomu and the long-haired boy who were also embarrassed.

  The long-haired boy crawled behind Xiaolan before he tidied his long dark hair and coughed constantly.

  Baomu also came to Xiaolan's side, and the three of them looked around together.

The high trees around    were still being broken off, and the few trees still standing were bent in a dangerous arc. However, the small piece of land where the three of them were placed, even the sand on the ground did not rise.

  "This...is this mirror used for this? It can stabilize the wind?" Xiaolan wiped the sand off his face and asked the boy with long hair.

  The boy tried to stop coughing. He patted his chest and asked, "Do you remember what this mirror is called?"

   Xiaolan thought for a while, "It seems to be called, Dimeng Magic Mirror."

  The long-haired boy nodded, and finally reached out to tidy up his hair, "This is what it does."

   "What do you mean?" Xiao Lan looked down at this dull little mirror.

"It can cleanse the filth and prevent the owner of the mirror from being infested by unprovoked evil forces." The long-haired boy stood up. "In fact, this is not a simple storm. There are two monsters fighting over there. This is one of them. The wind caused by the waving of the wings of a monster."

   "We saw a white wing just now!" Xiaolan quickly reported.

  The long-haired boy looked into the distance, “I know, I saw it, and I saw the beast that was attacked, so I was blown over by the wind.”

   Baomu looked at the boy's face suspiciously, and asked lightly, "Why do you know the purpose of that mirror?"

  (End of this chapter)