Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 627 Sealing the Throat

  The girl finished speaking and looked around at everyone.

   Xiaolan shivered.

  Girl, look at the current atmosphere, this environment, you are not interested in saying such things.

   "Possessed?" The Taoist leader was very interested in these words, "How do you say?"

   "I... I'm just making an analogy," the girl muttered and lowered her head. "I don't know what to possess, he looked like a mental illness."

   is really strange.

  A couple who went up to the mountain to play in their idleness. After arriving on the mountain, one suddenly went crazy and wanted to kill the other.

   "Then why does he have a knife?" Luo Jiutian found the blind spot.

   "Ah, that knife..." The girl relaxed a little, "It's a globally-limited Swiss army knife. He likes to collect knives. That one is his favorite. He takes it with him wherever he goes."

  The fool snorted, sneered at this superficial hobby, as if he had completely forgotten his face when he first became a nouveau riche.

   "Right, where's the knife?" Xiaolan asked.

  The man who was controlled by the fool was empty-handed, completely missing the shadow of the knife.

   Everyone's eyes searched among the weeds on the ground. After a while, Qin Yin saw the blade of the shimmering blade beside the tree root not far away.

   "Ah, there, I found..."

  However, at this time, something happened.

A shock of thunder slammed down, and everyone was frightened. The fool was no exception. Taking advantage of his distraction, the man slammed away from the body of the fool and rushed to the ground on all fours. A knife.

  The girl screamed again. She was so scared that she hugged Qin Yin. Qin Yin just wanted to stand up, but when she was so dragged, she threw her butt.

  The fool didn't watch out, and he didn't expect the man to explode with such a strong force that he was almost knocked out.

  Luo Jiutian and Taoist leader rushed to the man immediately.

   "Be careful!" Xiaolan shouted.

  The speed of the man is almost different from that of ordinary people. It is like a cheetah galloping in the wilderness. Xiao Lan only blinked, and the man has rushed to the tree and held his saber tightly with both hands.

  Luo Jiutian and Taoist leader stopped immediately.

   Daochang reached out his hand and touched his pocket, Xiaolan knew that he was preparing a spell.

   "You put the knife down!" the fool ordered.

  The man turned around tremblingly with his saber in both hands.

  "Hehehehehe..."

  A strange string of laughter filled the depths of his throat.

   Daochang retracted his hand, and a ball of yellow was hidden in his clenched fist.

  The laughter stopped, and the man slowly raised his head.

   Xiaolan felt a brief suffocation in her chest.

   "Ah! ——" The girl screamed heartbreakingly. She hid behind Qin Yin and kept pushing Qin Yin forward.

The man’s facial features are distorted and hideously unable to recognize the original appearance, but the most surprising thing is that his eyes have turned blood red, and two lines of scarlet blood and tears slid down from the corners of his eyes, like two bright red eyes. The insects crawled on his face.

  "Hehehehehe..."

  The man's closed lips squeezed out the last string of cold smiles.

  He raised his saber abruptly, Xiaolan could almost hear the sound of the sharp blade cutting through the air.

  Dao Changfei stopped Luo Jiutian before, and with a wave of his hand, the yellow spell pierced through the air.

  The man flexed his arms and bent his joints.

  The cold spikes of the saber aimed at his own throat.

   "Not good! He is going to commit suicide!" Qin Yin called out.

  The fool ran towards the man.

  Who is faster with that spell and that saber?

The    charm is less than one meter away from the man's hands with violent veins.

  Blood splattered.

  The plasma was like a fountain, splashing around in an instant. Even at this distance, Xiaolan still smelled a strong fishy smell.

  A slender saber ran across the man's throat, and the blood of the man rushed out of the pass that suddenly broke the embankment. After a few seconds, the man had completely turned into a blood man.

  Everyone froze in place, until the blood in the man's body ran out a little bit, and his corpse slowly fell forward, slamming, lying on the ground, motionless.

  Dao Master still maintained the posture of throwing the spell, Luo Jiutian stood behind him, his eyes widened.

  The faces and bodies of the two were splattered with man’s blood.

  Finally, the Daoist moved.

  He retracted his right arm and squatted forward quickly, as if looking at the man's body.

   Xiaolan looked around, Baomu looked completely stunned, Wen Ling had a solemn expression, and his gray pupils were firmly concentrated on the man's corpse.

  The girl still shrank behind Qin Yin, shaking.

   "Don't worry," Qin Yin turned his head and said to the girl, "He is dead, you are safe."

   "Dead..." The girl was startled.

   "Well, he committed suicide." Qin Yin pointed in the direction of the corpse.

   "Suicide..." The girl's eyes moved a little bit, and finally landed on the man's corpse. She was stunned for a few seconds before suddenly bursting out a harsh scream.

  "Xiaojun!" The girl cried and crawled towards the man's body, "No! Xiaojun!..."

  Qin Yin looked at the girl who was crying on the man’s corpse and shook his head meaningfully, “Women are so complicated.”

  The girl cried for a long, long time, and everyone didn't know what to do, so they looked at each other and waited for her to finish crying.

  Finally, the girl’s cries gradually ceased, and the fool yawned and surrounded the other people.

  The girl raised her head and gave them a weary look.

   "What are you going to do?" The Taoist asked the girl in a low voice.

  The girl shook her head, "I don't know."

   "First of all," Luo Jiutian said solemnly, "you have to call the police."

  Although it is a headache, Luo Jiutian is right.

  "Call the police? No...can't call the police..." When the girl heard these two words, she suddenly panicked, "You don't understand..."

   "There is nothing I don't understand, he committed suicide, we can all testify." The fool said.

  "It's not suicide..." The girl lowered her head.

   "Are there anything else you haven't told us?" Baomu, who was standing at the back, suddenly asked.

   Baomu's tone seemed to be forcing him to ask.

  Others also heard it. Everyone glanced at Baomu silently. Baomu didn't say much, but gave a firm look.

   "I...I don't." The girl shrank her shoulders, denying muffledly.

  "Are you the only two of you going up the mountain?" Baomu asked.

  The girl shivered and nodded vigorously.

   "No third person?"

  Xiaolan knows what Baomu means.

  I remember that when Baomu just distinguished the smell of the Porsche gang, he said that he smelled three people.

  And now, there are only two.

  One person is missing.

   "No," the girl suddenly raised her head, biting her lower lip and looking at Baomu fiercely, "It's just me and Xiaojun...what do you want to ask?"

   "I want to ask," Baomu paused, "The third person, where did you go?"

  　 complement 7.23

  (End of this chapter)