Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 689 Same Fate Talisman

   Luo Jiutian arched his back slightly and assumed a defensive posture.

  Cold light and thick fog, facing the enemy on all sides.

  He held his left wrist tightly, and countless plans drifted through his mind one by one.

  Without Panlongchi, what is the strongest attack that oneself can use?

  Enough to resist these...Is it someone who doesn’t know what it is?

  Along with the gradual dense fog, all kinds of strange people around also threatened him.

Luo Jiutian kept turning his direction so as not to be attacked from behind. His eyes swept over the couple. The two people's cheeks were still stained with the blood of their daughter. Seeing Luo Jiutian's sharp eyes on him, the two of them didn't. He shrank back consciously.

  This is a breakthrough!

  After all, among this group of people, only these two have actually seen Luo Jiutian's ability.

  Luo Jiutian raised his hand and yelled at the two, "Strong Thunder!"

  The golden light did not appear, but the two jumped away with their heads in their arms. Luo Jiutian quickly turned around and sent a solid thunder in the opposite direction of the two.

There were four or five weird people standing in that direction. With a wandering effort, Luo Jiutian was overturned by the land raised by the solid thunder. The crowd became a mess. Luo Jiutian quickly rushed out using the dust in the sky as a barrier. The encirclement.

  Run!

  Luo Jiutian ran forward without turning his head, the screams behind him chased him, he didn't care where the front led, he just threw away the things behind him first.

  I don’t know how long it has been since he ran, and his will can no longer resist the soreness of his limbs. Instead of losing track of those things, they gradually narrowed the distance.

   Luo Jiutian gritted his teeth.

  In front of him, a familiar building suddenly appeared.

  Gosh.

  Incinerator.

   ran back by himself.

  ***

   "Does anyone know how to get out?"

  The Taoist leader lost his patience a bit.

  The women still knelt in front of them, facing the question he asked, only knowing that they bowed their heads and shook their heads.

   "Let me change the question." The Taoist took two steps forward, and the women backed away in fear, "Where did you come from?"

  The women looked at their companions, and they didn't seem to understand what the Taoist meant.

   "Before attacking me," Dao Master's voice was also a little chilly, "Where are you hiding?"

  Strutting voices sounded one after another.

   "Let's talk about it," the Taoist pointed at the woman who had had a conversation with him, "I see you all emerged from the top. Is the exit on the top?"

  "At...at..." The woman raised her hand, shaking her arm, and pointed randomly.

  "Don't worry, just tell me the answer."

  The woman's head was lowered, her movement paused, and then she pointed to the top of her head.

"door!"

  After hearing her words, the women started discussing in surprise, and the small voices suddenly became louder.

   "Is the exit really on the top?" The Taoist leader followed her fingers and looked up to the sky.

  The top of his head is also pitch black, it seems that there are borders, and it does not seem to be.

  "Is the door on the roof?"

   "Top?" The woman tilted her head, "Only the door."

  "Is there no top here?" The Taoist asked again.

  The woman shook her head, and pointed her finger to the top of her head again, "Door!"

   "I understand..." In fact, I don't quite understand, "Tell me, where did you climb down from?"

  The woman turned her head to look at her companion. The crowd discussed a few words in a mess, and then the crowd gave up a passage, winding towards the darkness ahead.

  The Daoist Chief did not hesitate, and walked straight over.

  Maybe I will have to climb the wall later, but these women can fly around, but I can’t. Dao Chang thought about the existing charms on his body for a while, wondering which ones could be used here.

  Thinking about it, Dao Master’s palm suddenly swelled.

  He twisted his eyebrows and raised his hand to look.

A few blood-red lines faintly appeared on the palm prints. The Taoist chief seemed to be able to see the surrounding blood vessels desperately pumping blood to his palm. The blood streaks became clearer, his expression changed drastically, and he ran immediately. stand up.

   is the same destiny.

  Nine days, something went wrong.

  ***

   "Why is there Xiaolan's voice?" Qin Yin first denies reality habitually, "Xiaolan...hey, after all, this doesn't seem to be a bad thing."

   Better than not knowing where she is after all.

   "I listen, I listen," the fool also leaned to the door, "It seems that there is a sound...Is this Xiaolan?"

   "It's another woman talking now," Baomu said uneasy, "There are still two voices inside."

   "There are two other people besides Xiaolan?"

   "I only heard two unfamiliar voices," Baomu said, "I don't know how many people there are."

   "That's okay, we have one, two, three... five people, don't be afraid of them, and Xiaolan is also ours."

   "Are we?" Shen Fu looked at himself suspiciously, and then at Qin Yin.

  One has no hands, one has a lame leg, and the other is too tired to walk. They are full of calculations, and they can only be regarded as two and a half combat effectiveness.

  Wen Ling's gaze scanned the door circle by circle, after which she reached out and knocked on it.

   The crisp knock on the door sounded, but it shocked the fool who was leaning on the door listening carefully.

   "Huh... I thought there was a knock on the door."

   "Wen Ling did it right!" Qin Yin squeezed forward, "Let's knock on the door, so that Xiaolan can open the door and let us in."

  Unfortunately, this is not the hotel door.

  Everyone knocked for a long time, and they didn't see that the door was opening at all. Not only that, but the voice inside was not even interrupted.

   "I guess Xiaolan can't hear it." Baomu rubbed his red hands in disappointment.

   "I definitely didn't hear it," Qin Yin almost screamed, "My Xiaolan never refused to open the door for me."

   "By the way, Baomu, can you hear what the people inside say clearly?" the fool asked.

   Baomu frowned, "Well... strange to say, the voice is not far away, but the content of the words... is like being soaked in a pile of paste, sticky and inaudible."

  Qin Yin turned his head to look at Wen Ling, "Wen Ling, what did you see?"

  Wen Ling was still observing the door, she pursed her mouth and gave a long "Uh-".

   "You can see it?" Qin Yin leaned forward excitedly with a walking stick.

  Wen Ling reached out and knocked on the door again.

   "But the people inside can't hear..."

   Before Qin Yin finished speaking, Wen Ling changed the place, and then tapped three times.

"what……"

  Everyone realized.

  Wen Ling is not knocking on the door, she is looking for it.

   "I see, is there a hollow place on the door where the key is hidden?" Qin Yin also knocked.

  Wen Ling shook his head vaguely.

"That is……"

   "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

  (End of this chapter)