Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 582

Outside the door, it turned out to be the spacious hall where they had stayed while waiting.

  The light in the lobby is very sufficient, and there are many people standing around. From the tired expressions on their faces, you can tell that these should be players who have left the field.

  The players walked towards the glass door in the center of the hall in twos and threes. The sunlight outside the door was just right, it seemed that it was noon.

Xiaolan searched the crowd, and quickly locked A Zhen on the run. A Zhen held Ye Bai who was unconscious and stepped out the door. There was a white ambulance parked outside the door. Xiaolan remembered this ambulance The car, this is an ambulance that has been guarded outside the venue from the beginning of the game to guard against sudden physical problems.

   "A Zhen!"

  Xiaolan’s shout was masked by the roar of noise in the hall.

  A Zhen hugged Ye Bai to the side of the ambulance. Two people in white coats rushed down from the car. The three of them carried Ye Bai into the car together.

   Xiaolan just ran to the center of the hall.

  She saw Ah Zhen also getting in the car. Before getting on the bus, Ah Zhen glanced in the direction of the venue. Across the bright glass curtain wall, Xiaolan's eyes met Ah Zhen.

   Far away, with a look.

  Xiaolan's heart seemed to have fallen to the freezing point.

  That's not Ah Zhen.

  A Zhen would not have such a cold look in his eyes.

   After a quick glance, Ah Zhen grabbed the handle on the ambulance door and got into the car. As soon as the door closed, the warning light on the roof flashed with the harsh bell.

  The ambulance starts to reverse and prepares to leave.

   Xiaolan stopped, the cold sweat on his forehead seeping out.

  I have one last chance.

   Xiaolan raised her right index finger, mobilized the strength in her body, and began to draw a circle in the void.

  While the car has not left, he can compress this distance and flash into the ambulance.

  Blu-ray appeared.

"what!--"

   There was a scream.

  A girl covered her mouth, and pointed her other hand in Xiaolan’s direction.

  But...she didn't mean herself.

   and above himself.

  At that moment, there were a few more screams in the crowd.

  Xiaolan felt a black shadow shrouded from above her head.

   "Go away!"

   A shout suddenly came from her side. Before Xiaolan could react, she was thrown down by a figure rushing over from the side.

  At the same time, a heavy object hit the position where Xiaolan had just stood.

  This time, the screaming valve seemed to be opened in the venue, and everyone seemed to scream together.

  The light blue semicircle I drew slowly dissipated, and under the semicircle, there was a person lying horizontally.

   "Are you okay?" Jasmine got up from herself.

  It was her who threw herself down just now.

   "I'm fine..." Xiaolan stared at the body lying not far away, "That's..."

   Jasmine turned her head and looked over.

  Her face suddenly turned white.

   Jasmine almost moved to the man on her knees.

   Xiaolan also stumbled up.

  It was not a heavy object that hit him just now, but a whole person!

   Jasmine picked up the upper body of the man, Xiao Lan first saw the gurgling blood spreading under the man.

   Then, she saw the person's face.

  That is a long-haired girl with a mask...

   Xiaolan's eyes widened.

   is Lu Qianqian!

   "Lu Qianqian!..." Jasmine shook Lu Qianqian's body at a loss, "What's going on, you..."

   Xiaolan held up Lu Qianqian's other body, and the right hand resting on the back of her head suddenly became wet, and blood flowed down Xiaolan's arm to her body.

  Someone among the screaming crowd finally remembered the alarm, and there were vague crying and conversation everywhere.

   "Lu Qianqian, Lu Qianqian..." Xiaolan whispered her name.

  No, don’t die.

  Lu Qianqian, don't die.

  As if hearing Xiaolan's call, Lu Qianqian's slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

   "Lu Qianqian! Lu Qianqian!"

  Lu Qianqian's brows also began to tremble. After a while, she struggled and opened her eyes.

  The bright and enchanting pupils are covered with a layer of shadow.

   There was some crying in Xiaolan's voice.

   "Mouth..." A faint voice came from her mask soaked in blood.

   "What?" Xiaolan quickly put her ear to her mouth.

"mouth……"

  Unintelligible.

   "Can I take off your mask?" Jasmine asked.

  Lu Qianqian blinked, and Jasmine took this as an affirmative answer, stretched out her hand, and carefully pulled off Lu Qianqian's mask.

  The scorpion pattern on Lu Qianqian's cheek appeared, and the scorpion appeared more and more red as it was reflected by the surrounding blood.

   "What are you going to say?" Xiaolan asked eagerly.

"hand……"

  Lu Qianqian's right index finger flicked.

   "Do you want your hand?"

   Xiaolan raised Lu Qianqian's arm, and there was a circle of scratches on Lu Qianqian's right wrist that had been strangled by someone.

  Lu Qianqian stretched out her right index finger and grabbed her side face with scorpions printed on it.

  With the help of Xiaolan, Lu Qianqian's slender five fingers finally covered the scorpion's mark.

  Lu Qianqian let out a deep breath.

   "Fate Worm, a cry."

  In a short time, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, the noise around the ears stopped, and the screams, crying, and discussions disappeared immediately.

   Xiaolan was shocked, and wanted to look up at the crowd, but suddenly realized that she could not move.

  The jasmine in Yuguang should be the same.

After   , slowly, a small and strange sound replaced the dead silence.

   rustle... rustle...

  The voice gradually became clear from far to near.

   finally stopped in Xiaolan's arms.

  That voice came from Lu Qianqian's body.

  Lu Qianqian is moving.

  She blinked weakly, her chest bent together, lying on Xiaolan and Jasmine, panting as hard as she could.

   rustle... rustle...

  This kind of sound is in my ears.

  It's like... some kind of insect crawling on the dry sand...

   rustle... rustle...

  Itchy on my arm.

  Xiaolan's eyes moved down.

  Gosh.

  The blood stain on his arm is actually flowing backwards.

  Not only that, the blood stains spreading on the floor and the blood soaked in clothing were all flowing back to the back of Lu Qianqian's injured head.

   Xiaolan remembered the four words Lu Qianqian had just spit out.

  Is this the power of life insects?

  This is the Four Summer Singing Insects.

  ***

  At this time, at the other end of Wenjing, Patriarch Xia Hua took a breath of air. She tremblingly loosened Lao Luo's neckline and took two steps back.

  Lao Luo was a little confused.

   "Patriarch Xiahua?..."

   Before she finished her voice, Xia Hua plopped and sat directly on the ground.

   "Patriarch Xiahua!..."

   "Patriarch!..."

  Lao Luo and the juniors around the two helped the woman up.

  "Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand..."

  Xia Hua shook her head in shock.

   "Thousand-thousands of life insects, screamed."

  (End of this chapter)