Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 635 Skeleton Hand

  Baomu turned around abruptly.

   "What's wrong?" The fool looked at him inexplicably.

   "Did you just laugh?" Baomu asked.

   "What are you talking about? What's so funny?" The fool kicked another stone.

   Seeing that Baomu's face was not so good, the fool took a little more seriously, and then asked, "What did you hear?"

   "In the wind," Baomu looked stiffly at the woods behind him, "laughing came."

  The two stared at the quiet dense forest.

  "A man and a woman?" The fool's black pupils reflected the appearance of a dense forest.

  Baomu shook his head, raised his hand to wipe off a bead of sweat, "I...I didn't hear men and women clearly."

   "Don't be afraid," the fool turned his head and looked at Baomu upright, "I am there."

  Baomu was so touched that he turned his head, looked at the reassuring face of the fool, and nodded heavily.

  But the next second, the fool's face disappeared.

"what!"

  The fool on the edge of the cliff suddenly leaned back.

  Baomu’s reflection arc showed the best conduction velocity in his life. He shouted the name of the fool and threw himself at the body of the fool who was about to fall into the cliff.

   caught it!

   "I caught the fool!" Bao Mu hugged the fool's right leg and lay on the edge of the cliff and shouted, "Quick! Climb up!"

  The fool is hanging upside down on the edge of the cliff. Baomu knows the fool’s abdominal muscles very well. For the fool, a simple hanging gold hook is not a difficult action.

  However, the fool struggled for a long time and still did not climb up.

  "Brother fool?" After a while, Baomu probed and looked at the fool hanging on the cliff.

  The fool's right leg was firmly grasped by Bao Mu. At this moment, he was like a struggling live fish, leaning against the cliff and thumping, Bao Mu cautiously leaned out his upper body.

   "Brother fool!"

A white Sensen's skeleton hand gripped his neck tightly from behind the fool's face. The fool's face had turned into a pig liver color. He pinched the skeleton hand with both hands and broke it desperately, but he couldn't even shake the skeleton hand. .

  Holding the fool's leg had already used Baomu's whole body strength. He tried to drag the fool back to the edge of the cliff, but was stopped by the huge pulling force.

  If this continues, will the fool...

What should I do?

  Baomu used the strength of feeding milk, and the Son of Light also yelled to help his master, but it still didn't help.

  Don't...Don't panic...

  Believe in brother fool.

Believe……

   Before Baomu finished his oath in his heart, the power suddenly increased. Before Baomu could react, he was led down the cliff by the fool he believed.

  Baomu only felt the gust of wind whistling in his ears.

  The speed of falling so fast, so fast that he thought he had come to heaven.

  He heard the voice of a fool.

   inexplicably relieved.

  At least, that hand let go of the fool.

  Maybe it is unnecessary.

  Under the cliff, there is a bare ground. The turquoise land looks hard, and the green in front of him is fast approaching, Baomu thought sadly, soon, there will be two more reds here.

  I didn't expect it to be like this.

   "Squeak!——"

  Suddenly, there was a sharp cry from the backpack behind Baomu.

  The wind around his ears suddenly stopped.

  The blurry green in front of my eyes gradually disappeared, and replaced by white eyes.

Baomu felt like he was being held up by a pair of warm and soft hands. The fall continued, but the speed slowed down, but Baomu realized that he could sit up. He supported the fluffy white thing under him and sat up. .

In front of   , was the same shocked fool.

  The two were sitting in the middle of a huge white fur ball, looking at each other in surprise.

   "Brother fool..."

   "Ahem! Ahem!..." The five-fingerprints on the fool's throat were staring, and he coughed uncomfortably, "This is...what is this?..."

   "Squeak!"

As soon as Baomu wanted to shake his head, he was interrupted by a cry from around him.

  The fat pink rabbit raised by them was standing at the feet of the two with a dissatisfaction, with blame and disgust in his eyes.

   "I see, it's a rabbit..."

  I almost forgot, this fat rabbit can fly.

Before    Baomu's voice, there was a violent jolt from under his body. The fur ball bumped on the spot and stopped after a while. The people in the ball were stirred vigorously. The scene was very miserable.

  But at least, a small life was recovered.

  After landing, the fur ball disappeared a little bit, the rabbit shook his head proudly, Baomu and the fool got up weakly from the ground and looked around.

   "Brother fool, what happened just now?" Baomu asked.

"I don't know." The fool stroked his Adam's apple painfully. "Didn't you say that there is a sound in the forest? I was looking at the forest. A hand suddenly appeared behind me to drag me down. My God, The strength is so great..."

  This sigh of a fool is really rare.

   "That hand is a skeleton hand." Baomu reminded.

   "Really?" The fool cleared his throat, seemingly better, "No wonder it feels weird."

  "Did you not see something attacking you?"

   "No, that thing sneaked behind me," the idiot packed up the package and gently touched the rabbit's head, "but I feel ha...I feel that the thing seems to have only one hand."

  Baomu's heart is getting colder and colder.

  When the fool’s physical attacks are no longer useful, the combination of the two of them no longer has any attack ability.

  After all, I am just an assistant.

  The skeleton hand...obviously super.

  How do they deal with this mountain?

   "Oh, I almost forgot about this," the fool grabbed something and stood up, "Hurry up and put it on!"

   Those are two small gray cloth pockets, the mouths of the cloth pockets are tightly tied, and the idiot is carrying two lanyards, and the cloth pockets are swaying and heavy.

  Baomu remembered it all at once.

  This cloth pocket, each of them has one.

  There are boundary monuments inside.

  To be precise, there is a small model of the boundary monument made by the Taoist leader, which is a symbol of their "gang".

  Baomu's cold heart suddenly became warm.

   is not only because of boundary monuments.

  He took the cloth pocket and opened it.

Next to the small boundary monument, there is a yellow thing.

  It is a folded spell.

   is the spell distributed by the Taoist leader to each of them before leaving.

  Because every time they acted, the Taoist chief would send one to everyone, which caused this conventional step to become a blind thing, and when it was really useful, I actually forgot it.

  "Daoist..." Baomu moved his small cloth pocket tightly.

  The idiot was not so sentimental, and he had put on the amulet for inspection a long time ago, and his eyes circled the wasteland...two times...then froze.

   "Bao Mu," he quickly grabbed Bao Mu's arm and interrupted Bao Mu's memory, "Look at that...is it a person?"

  (End of this chapter)