Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 557 Unexpected Visitor

  "Xiaolan...he...he..." Baomu looked at the body of the weird man at a loss, and then at Xiaolan.

   Xiaolan bounced from the ground, the first thing was to sniff the stranger's breath.

   is dead, indeed dead.

  The horrible face of the weirdo has a childlike expression of doubt. His face is gray and he has a standard dead ghost look.

   "He is dead." Xiaolan looked up at Baomu.

  "Did you do something?" Baomu's incomprehension was exactly the same as Xiaolan himself.

   "I didn't do anything," Xiaolan quickly argued, lowering his head and pulling up the body of the strange man, "I don't even know what he died of. There seems to be no wounds on his body."

After   , the two yelled out possible answers at the same time, "Light!"

  Light, it is undoubtedly our lovely son of light.

  The two paid no attention to the dead body on the ground, and rushed to the door, pulled the door latch open, and opened it.

  The twilight is quadrupled, and the daylight begins to fade.

  But the light at dusk is enough for them to see the world clearly.

  At first glance, they didn't see the expected Son of Light wagging their tails (this is pure dreaming) to greet them.

  A string of stern and tender instructions came into their ears.

  The two followed the sound, and beside the wobbly iris, a gray-brown...mud ball appeared.

  The mud ball obscured a small, slightly glowing figure, and the two approached.

  Beside the big mud ball, there is a small mud ball.

"It's true, it's true, I gave you this sky pendant to call me to rescue you from the fire and water in times of crisis, not to call me to fish you out when you fell into the mud. Yes, look, there is mud on the wear today..."

  "Master, I am indeed in distress..."

  The big mud ball made a human voice, but Ah Zhen was still moving.

  Xiaolan and Baomu walked to them with staring eyes.

  A Zhen was covered with mud all over his face. He bowed his head and knelt on the ground. The original long and flowing hair became a mess of chicken nests, and the muddy water dropped to the ground along the hair.

  The little mud group next to him saw the two of them, uttered a happy cry, bounced around and slapped the mud and rubbed them on their bodies.

  This is Son of Light, mud ball version.

   "You...Ah, these two are real companions, right? Frightened, frightened..."

  The villain standing in front of Ah Zhen saw the two approaching, and hurriedly put on a kind smile and nodded at them.

After   , Xiaolan Baomu and that person's eyes both widened.

   "You are Miaozhen!"

  The slightly transparent little body is exactly the five-gear-tenth Tiantian-Miaotian they have seen in the mysterious game.

  Miaozhen is still wearing ordinary jeans and sportswear, with a pair of furry slippers under her feet. Although the dress style is not much different, the face and attitude of this little doll can be quite different from the last time we met.

Under the pressure of Sister Hua, the master of the Four Summers, Miaozhen looked like a groaning poor child, but now facing Ah Zhen with a dejected face (the depressed expression on his face faintly discernible through the mud), she is totally completely A pair of elders do school.

  "The two are...Liao donors, treasure donors!"

  What is the name of the treasure donor?

  Baomu really rejected this name, grinning, "Just call me Baomu."

"How about the two?...Ah, yes, that's the case!" Miaozhen caressed his hand. "Sure enough, Miaozhen should have thought of it. I heard Director Luo say that Jasmine Nine Tan took Nine Tian and entered here with him. Game, right, right, you are their friends, so come here together... It seems that Miao Zhen didn’t save the mistake just now, it's good, good!..."

   Xiaolan suddenly realized, "The light just now was you..."

  Miaozhen narrowed his eyes and nodded.

  My mother, is Laotian so strong? No blood can be seen in murder.

  Xiaolan and Baomu looked at the child of light with more grudges.

   "I didn't expect even you to participate in this game," Xiaolan looked at Miaozhen's weirdly-colored body and asked, "It's just how did you become this color?"

  Miaozhen lowered his head and glanced at his body. Just when he wanted to open his mouth, he thought of something. He sternly said to Ah Zhen who was still kneeling on the ground, "Yinzhen, get up, you can explain.

   Was called to be a real person, Ah Zhen slowly got up, and first sighed, "My master did not enter the game. What he appears is not a real person, but a phantom."

  Phantom...

  "Why can you enter the game in the form of a phantom?" Xiaolan wondered.

  A Zhen stretched out his palm and showed them the stuff in his palm, "Because of this."

   Xiaolan lowered her eyebrows and glanced, "A muddy ball?"

"No, it's not mud," Ah Zhen quickly wiped a few things in his palm with his muddy hands, and a wisp of turquoise came out. "This is a heavenly pendant, which was given to him by the master before I left. Mine, use it, I can ask for Master’s blessing once..."

   "No," Baomu stepped forward, "How did you bring the real thing in?"

  Is this a card bug?

"The entity of Tianpei is just a container," Miaozhen said slowly, "The real power of Tianpei has already been attached to the fate of Wugengtian disciples at the moment of gifting, so even in the game space , It is still usable."

  That's it.

   is really a good thing.

   "If you have no more questions, Miaozhen will leave..." Miaozhen's figure gradually faded.

   "Leave? Don't you protect your apprentice to the end?" Xiao Lan asked in surprise.

Miaozhen smiled elegantly at the last moment before the figure disappeared, "Tianpei's role is limited after all, and Miaozhen has to deal with many tasks during the fifth shift. If you are busy here, you have to put it aside. If you have any other questions, just ask Nengzhen directly. Nengzhen is my personal disciple. He knows everything, but he is still young. I hope that the two of you can protect him while there is still enough energy. Miaozhen will be grateful... …"

   was judged as "still young" by this eight or nine-year-old doll, Ah Zhen did not deny it, but bowed slightly to the figure of Xiao Miaozhen, "Goodbye Master."

  Miaozhen disappeared.

  Leaves a depressed face of Ah Zhen and the dull dull.

  Just as Xiaolan wanted to open her mouth to ask a question, Ah Zhen pointed to Baomu and asked, "Who is this?"

  He refers to the girl Baomu is holding in his arms.

   Xiaolan finally remembered that they had saved a girl, and quickly put the **** the ground with Baomu.

  The girl closed her eyes tightly and her expression was painful.

   Xiaolan probed her breath, her breath was like floating silk, but there was still a breath.

   Fortunately, I just passed out.

  Xiao Lan moved the long, unkempt hair on both sides of the girl's cheeks aside, and Ah Zhen also leaned over to look at the girl.

   "Huh?" Ah Zhen tilted his head and stared at the girl's face, "I saw her!"

  (End of this chapter)