Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 808 Red Tip Poison

what is this?

   At the same time as this question, an ominous premonition hung over Xiaolan's chest.

   A gust of breeze seemed to blow through the curtains, and the moonlight in the room brightened a little. Under the moonlight, a red silk thread appeared that ran through the entire room.

   The source of that thread was the thread on his wrist, and the other end of the thread went straight through the wall and extended to the outside.

   is definitely not a good thing!

   "Jasmine hurry up... ah!..."

  Severe pain hit Xiaolan's abdomen suddenly, Xiaolan immediately felt that his internal organs seemed to be agitated, and when he opened his mouth, a stench spewed out of his mouth.

   All the blood spilled onto the snow-white sheets, the blood was sticky and pungent, and when it dripped in front of Xiaolan, it was like some kind of unknown bug squirming.

   Immediately afterwards, the pain in the abdomen began to spread around the body.

   "Xiao...Xiaolan?" Jasmine was awakened by Xiaolan's scream, and she stretched out her hand to **** towards Xiaolan, "What's wrong with you? Are you calling?"

   "Jasmine...I..."

  Xiaolan trembled and stretched out his hand, however, before the two's fingers found each other, as if a huge hand picked Xiaolan up, Xiaolan suddenly left the bed and smashed towards the ceiling.

boom!

Xiaolan's back and the ceiling collided heavily, and after spouting a mouthful of blood again, Xiaolan stagnated on the roof and watched Jasmine fall out of bed in a hurry. Then, the power that controlled her suddenly disappeared. Xiaolan was in pain all over her body, she twitched, fell from the roof, and hit the ground again.

   This time, there was no time to even give her blood. The force reappeared, pulling her limbs and tying her to the ceiling again.

  Xiaolan felt that his limbs no longer belonged to him. Except for the pain, he completely lost the ability to perceive.

   "Bang bang bang..."

  The door was smashed.

   "Jasmine! Xiaolan!" It was Luo Jiutian's voice, "Are you guys shouting?! What happened?! Open the door!..."

   "Get out of the way for nine days!" is a fool.

   With a loud noise, the door of the room opened, and everyone rushed into the room.

   "Jasmine! Why is it only you? Where is Xiaolan?"

"me!--"

Xiaolan just made a sound with difficulty, but the bone-shattering pain suddenly landed on her two hands. Xiaolan screamed and looked at her hands, which were firmly locked by the force. On the ceiling, in the palm of my hand, something seemed to appear...

With a click, the light in the bedroom was turned on, and Xiaolan instantly saw what was in her palm.

   are two sharpened wooden sticks.

   Those two wooden sticks were about the thickness of a finger, and the end that penetrated from Xiaolan's palm was now dripping with blood.

   Where did this pointed stick come from?

   "Xiaolan!" The Taoist priest's voice was shaking, and in an instant, four spells flew towards Xiaolan at the same time.

"What exactly is going on?"

   "Xiao Lan!" Qin Yin climbed directly onto the bed frame and approached her desperately.

   "I...I don't know..."

Xiaolan shook her head weakly. She felt that her strength was flowing out through the blood in her body. At the same time, the same tingling sensation appeared on her two Achilles tendons. She didn't need to look, just listen. The voices of the friends knew what was going on.

   The same pointed wooden stick also poked into his own tendon.

   The four talismans of the Taoist priest flew to Xiaolan, and the talismans glowed, but they had no effect.

  Xiaolan felt the pain in her hands and feet, thinking in her heart, where will it be next?

   Soon, the answer appeared.

   There was a slight cold tingling in the center of his eyebrows.

   is like... a knife tip made of ice cubes.

  The stinging gradually became severe...

"what!--"

   Xiaolan's eyebrows overflowed with blood.

   The invisible tip is going deep.

   Xiaolan finally felt a little bit of fear.

   Do you want to kill yourself?

   And, to penetrate your own skull?

is this real?

   "No..." Xiaolan tried to pull her head back, "Don't..."

   The tip of the knife is invading his own life.

  Xiaolan clearly felt that the tip of the knife was gnawing at her own bones. She was almost dizzy in pain. If the last barrier was penetrated, waiting for her...

The   mates tried every means, but it seemed... to no avail.

   They can't even touch themselves.

   They were screaming in despair, and it was the first time Xiaolan saw them look like this.

  If I die...

   Can you know what happened in your past life? Eh? When you think about it, it doesn't seem that bad...

   However, suddenly, a touch of red flashed across the door. It only happened in half a second. Xiaolan didn't even remember to make his last wish. The tip of the knife on his forehead, the power that bound him, disappeared.

  Under the action of gravity, Xiaolan, who was about to fall into a coma, began to fall.

   fell towards his partner.

   In the countless voices of "Xiao Lan", Xiao Lan passed out.

I do not know how long it has been.

   In countless voices of "Xiao Lan", she woke up.

  Xiao Lan was panting rapidly, her eyes widened and she looked at her companions around.

   "Master..." Xiaolan's voice was trembling, "I..."

   "Xiaolan!" Qin Yin hugged Xiaolan's head and cried out in pain, "Wuwuwu... Xiaolan!..."

  Xiao Lan moved her limbs.

  It seems...it doesn't hurt so much anymore.

   Are you really dreaming?

But……

   "Xiao Lan," Jasmine knelt beside her, her face covered in sweat, "What the **** happened to you? You scared me? Are you okay?"

   "Did I...have a nightmare?"

   "What a nightmare!" Qin Yin raised Xiaolan's right hand tremblingly, "Look at your own hand!...It's healed a little now...but the scar is still there, look!"

   Sure enough, the blood on the back of his hand was blurred, and through the dripping flesh, a small black hole could be seen penetrating the palm of his hand.

   But the wound is healing fast.

  Thinking of this, Xiaolan quickly looked at her left wrist.

"Disappeared……"

   "I know what you're looking for," Lao Luo said. "Did a red thread ever get tied to your wrist, and then all this happened?"

   "Yes..." Xiaolan sat up slightly, "Uncle Luo, what happened to me?"

   Lao Luo faced the gazes of everyone and frowned, "This is a typical red tip poison."

   "Red tip!" Qin Yin called out, "It's that silver needle! Qiqiao's red tip?!"

   "That's right..."

   "How did Xiaolan get the red tip?"

   "I don't know that," Lao Luo glanced sideways. "Besides, I didn't expect that this thing could actually cure the poison of red tip."

   By the way, what saved you?

  Xiaolan followed the eyes of everyone.

  Xia Ni was standing by the door, worms coiled around his shoulders, looking at him with concern.

   (end of this chapter)