Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 318 Pineapple Maple Sugar

  In February, I finally understood the reason why external forces could not hurt me.

   is the older brother.

   is the last spirit of the big brother.

  Maple syrup rushed over and snatched the silver gun. Basel threw off the silver gun maliciously and dived into the darkness again.

  Bai Su lowered his head and asked Xiang Shegett, "Then we...can kill God?"

   "God can be killed," Seget took a break, and stood up with Bai Su's hand, "It's just that...the things you need are very special."

"what do you need?"

  Sheget looked at the pineapple in the middle of the crowd. She put on her hood again, lowered her head, and stood silently.

  As if praying something.

   Xiaolan sat on the ground, hugging her knees, looking dazed.

  She recalled what Pineapple had just said.

  "Xiaolan, Sister Pineapple can't accompany you anymore...

   "Because long before I knew you, I... was killed by him."

died?

  Although I have seen many deaths, how could this kind of thing happen to me?

really.

  The fool was dumbfounded, Bao Mu looked at Dao Chang with tears in his eyes, and bit his lip.

  Pineapple let out a soft sigh.

  Afterwards, with her white fingers poking out from the cloak, Pineapple untied the lanyard tied to her chest, took off her cloak, folded it carefully, and placed it on the ground.

   "Mr. Ainuel, thank you," the pineapple stroked the strangely shiny cloak at last, "I don't need it anymore."

  Death, I will not hide it again.

  I will use my death to change everything.

   "Witch!" Seeing the turquoise gleam from the palm of the pineapple, Shegett took a step forward in surprise, "Ainuel's power! So... it's possible..."

  The pineapple and maple sugar stared at each other.

  "When did you know?" Pineapple asked softly.

  Maple syrup took a trembling half step, "From the time you...when they were found, I knew it."

   "I'm showing up again, I'm back again, aren't you afraid?"

"Why am I afraid of you?" Maple Sugar laughed and choked. "I'm so happy that it's too late. The boundary marker has kept you down so that we can look for the murderer together, just like...just like we were in the club before. "

  "Society..." Pineapple muttered.

  This seems to be a very distant memory.

  The place where they met, the place where they fell in love.

  The green light in the palm gradually condenses.

   is a thin manual.

  The black shadow dangled from in front of the pineapple, Daochang's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he flew forward and blocked the pointed claws of Basel. Basel's surprise attack failed and he quickly hid.

"That's it!" Sheget holding on to the dantian, hurriedly walked towards the pineapple, "Bathir's book of gods, if you burn it, Basser will lose the power of the gods. The gods' book of gods is intangible, but witches use them. The power of the prophet has manifested the God Book of the Fallen God, Basel. This is Ainul's last card. Burning the God Book will destroy the God of Loss!"

   Tao Chang heard that, raising his hand is a fire talisman. A second before the talisman was released, Bathel's cold voice sounded behind Maple Sugar.

  Maple Syrup opened his eyes wide, looking at the black hand that had penetrated his abdomen.

  A mouthful of blood sprayed to the ground.

"What's the hurry?" Basel's dark eyes showed a crazy look, staring at them from behind the maple sugar shoulders, "You have a bargaining chip, and I also have it. To be honest, I am about to retire too. Girl, there is no need... you have to pull your lover to die with you."

  His other hand was resting on the side of Maple Syrup’s neck, and the blade-like nails had shallowly penetrated Maple Syrup’s skin.

  The pineapple shakes.

  The Daoist hurriedly withdrew the fire talisman.

  Pineapple held the book of God tightly, and hatred was written in her gentle eyebrows.

  Dead...

  Dead...dead...dead...

   "Pineapple," Maple Sugar did not look up after coughing up a mouthful of blood, but smiled silently, "How long have we been together?"

  The pineapple's arm relaxes, "Four...four or five years..."

  Maple syrup smiled and shook his head, "Silly pineapple, counting the days we stole after you came back, a total of seven years and three months."

   "Seven years..."

   "My spiritual tide and your spiritual tide have been blended for two and a half years," Maple sugar raised his head, "I am getting sleepier and sleeping more and more, silly pineapple, I can't live long."

  Pineapple's lips trembled, tears sliding down her cheeks one by one.

   "I know there will be today, and I have been looking forward to it," Maple Sugar raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, "Don't be sad, my dear silly pineapple, today, I can finally go with you."

  After speaking, Maple Sugar raised his arm and firmly clamped on Bussel's hand.

   "Quickly burn!"

  Dao slowed for a second, and an orange flame had already drawn an arc under the dark dome, and it just fell on the book of God in Pineapple's hand.

  Sheget retracted his hand, gasping for breath.

  The flame burned the yellowed pages of the divine book, but it did not burn the hands of the pineapple.

  The tears of the pineapple fell into the fire.

  Bassell roared, his body began to burn, and while struggling, his stiff body was knocked open by February, and March caught the collapsed maple sugar, and the three fell into a ball.

  The foul-smelling black smoke came out from Basel’s burning body. After a while, Basel’s struggle and curse ceased, and Seger let out a sigh of relief, and everything was over.

  The pineapple stumbled to the maple syrup.

  Maple sugar's neck was scratched with a shallow scar.

  But his abdomen has been pierced by the hands of Bathel.

  The maple syrup fell into the pineapple's arms, her eyes narrowed into a narrow slit, breathing intermittently.

  With every twitch, a dark red blood gushes out of the wound.

   "Maple syrup..." The pineapple hugged Maple's head and shouted out of voice.

   Baomu sobbed, trying to bandage the wound with maple syrup, was held by the maple syrup on his wrist, and pushed back.

   "Pineapple...don't cry...little pineapple...don't be afraid..."

   "Maple syrup, do you hurt..." Pineapple looked at his wound, "so much blood...maple syrup..."

   "Pineapple," Maple syrup took the pineapple's hand, placed it on her chest, and held the corner of her mouth, "Will you tell me that sentence again?"

  Pineapple startled, "That sentence..."

   "When you came back to my side, what you said," Maple sugar smiled and looked into the sky, "You said, silly maple sugar, I came back to find you."

  Pineapple cried and laughed, "Silly Maple...I...I'm back to find you."

  Maple Syrup closed his eyes satisfied, and opened them again for a long time.

   "Pineapple... I lied to you..."

  The smile on the face of the pineapple freezes.

"You are from the boundary marker, in a moment... I'm going to the grave mountain behind the boundary marker," Feng Tong closed his eyes again, "but I...in my life, I can know you, can fall in love with you, can accompany you, can See you at the end..."

  The sound of maple syrup gradually drifted away.

   "I have no regrets."

  　 This is the last time this volume has sent a good lunch, don’t worry, everyone, please put down the blade, the author is also crying very sad.

  (End of this chapter)