Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 438

  The situation is far more complicated than I thought.

  In the darkness of chaos, Xiaolan tried his best to stay awake.

  There seems to be a thread in her body that is beating violently.

  The body is very hot, and there is a strange power brewing in the high temperature. It is not the kind of power that I can usually feel, but a brand-new power, a...ominous power.

  No way.

   Xiaolan desperately resisted this irresistible force.

  The black mist seems to penetrate every pore of the body, gather in the heart, and play with his own reason.

what is this?

What's going on here?

there's noise.

  From far to near.

  It was like screaming.

   "Let go of the kid..."

  "Gulugulugulugulu..."

  Anger.

   "Women should die..."

  Anger.

  Extremely strong and unusual anger gushes out of his heart.

  Want to...kill.

  No way.

   Xiaolan curbed the killing thoughts that erupted in her heart.

  This is not right, now it is wrong.

  It must be because of the black fog!

  Quickly break free, no matter where you are, no matter what is wrong with you, break free quickly!

  The chaotic shouts faded away. Slowly, Xiaolan could hear some other sounds.

   is Wen Ling screaming.

  Wen Ling's figure appeared in front of her eyes.

  She was full of horror, holding her hands in front of her, her mouth wide open, but she was speechless.

   Xiaolan saw herself in her misty gray eyes.

  This, is this yourself?

  His face is hideous, his pupils are almost completely black, and he is holding up a flooded dagger, approaching Wen Ling step by step.

  The most frightening thing is that Xiaolan actually felt a trace of comfort in such an uncontrollable absurd scene.

is this real? Do you want to hurt Wen Ling?

  Wen Ling retreated to the corner, looking at herself with tears in her eyes.

  Xiaolan still can't feel any control over the body.

  Amidst the noise, the harsh police siren rang suddenly.

  Appearing here, people can't help but have some drama.

  A light red oozes from the peripheral vision.

  "The mission is about to fail, and the mission is about to fail. Players, please decide whether to use special items—Dual Yuan."

   is a cold mechanical sound.

  This is the hint of the game.

  Fortunately, I am still in the game.

Although Xiaolan couldn't speak, she repeated the word "use" several times in her heart. Sure enough, after a few seconds, the alarm in her ear stopped, and Wen Ling's scream stopped at the same time.

  Consciousness seems to have returned to the body one after another.

  Before Xiaolan could figure out what the special item did, Wen Ling yelled again. This time, she rushed towards herself. Xiaolan felt that her head was heavy, so she was thrown on her back by Wen Ling.

  Is this so-called duality going crazy for another person?

   Xiaolan felt Wen Ling's cold hand grabbing her wrist.

  She was shaking her body vigorously.

   Xiaolan looked at all this in a daze, but his consciousness weakened unconvincingly.

   still a little breathless.

  Xiaolan’s eyes slowly closed, and she saw Wen Ling’s crystal clear gray eyes with a tear, and her vision was also infested by the mist. After that, Wen Ling’s eyes seemed to change color.

   seems to be shallower.

Is    your own illusion?

   Ask the spirit to combine the eyes, open the eyes.

  The pair of eyes completely turned white.

  At the same time, as if a fresh and strong wind poured back into Xiaolan's consciousness, the chaos, black fog, and evil anger disappeared suddenly, and Xiaolan's muscles loosened, coughing and collapsed to the ground.

   Blink and blink.

   Xiaolan first clenched his fist, regaining control over his body, and then naturally touched his neck with both hands.

   "No way!"

  A figure rushed over, pressing Xiaolan's hands directly, and knocking her head to the ground.

   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my neck, the back of my head...as for the spirit?"

   Xiaolan saw the person in front of him clearly.

  Wen Ling was sitting on her body, holding her wrist with one hand and pressing her forehead with the other, her eyes full of tension.

  "Qing Ling? What are you doing?" Xiaolan's forehead was touched to the ground by Ling Ling, she could only ask with her chin up.

  Wen Ling’s big eyes blinked and burst into tears.

  She sat up tremblingly, pointed at Xiaolan, and tremblingly asked, "Alright?"

   "I'm fine, I'm fine," Xiao Lan quickly got up and looked around, "What's the matter? Tell me what happened."

This is still the man’s studio. The black fog is gone. The man lay down beside the curtain with his back facing them. The human head and the child’s bones are scattered beside him. Wenling’s gray eyes are still bright. At this time, she smokes. Sitting next to him choked, like an aggrieved child.

   Xiaolan coughed twice, and realized that something was wrong with her throat.

  "Why do I...cough cough, it feels weird."

  Wen Ling wiped away her tears, reached out her hand and took out a small makeup mirror from her pocket.

   Xiaolan took the mirror suspiciously and looked at herself.

   "Wow! What's going on?! This...Is anyone going to strangle me?"

  On Xiaolan's white neck, there are black finger prints on both sides.

  She looked at Wen Ling.

  Wen Ling sniffed and pointed at Xiaolan again, "You."

  "Me?..." Xiao Lan was dumbfounded for a second, but quickly reacted, "I pinched it myself?!"

  Wen Ling nodded.

  What's going on as expected?

But Xiaolan couldn't show it, so she widened her eyes pompously, "Oh my God, what the **** is going on? I just remember the black mist coming up, and then I heard a lot of voices and saw you backing away. ,then…"

  Wen Ling looked at Xiaolan and nodded heavily.

   Xiaolan was stunned, "So...In the beginning, I was going to attack you?"

  Qing Ling pouted and nodded.

   "Then I suddenly gave up attacking you, and grabbed my own neck instead?"

   nodded.

  So what kind of duality does this do? It's really practical.

   "Then, I seem to see your eyes become..."

   "Ah!" Wenling yelled suddenly, frightening Xiaolan, "That..."

Seeing Wen Ling at a loss, Xiaolan strengthened the thoughts in her heart, "I saw your eyes turned white. After that, my hallucinations began to disappear, and finally woke up, Wen Ling, this is you. Ability?"

  Wen Ling glanced left and right, Shen mysteriously squatted to Xiaolan's right hand, made a gesture of "shh", and then solemnly nodded.

"Amazing…"

  Wen Ling was a little shy by the praise, and hurriedly pulled Xiaolan towards the man.

  The man lay motionless on the ground. Xiaolan saw that although the woman's head and the child's body were scattered on one side, their eyes were locked on the man.

  "Did you beat him?" Xiaolan asked in surprise.

  Wen Ling hurriedly waved his hand to deny, and pointed to a piece of corpse.

   "You mean...they helped you, they got this person?"

   nodded.

   Xiaolan squatted down, took the woman's head into the basket with both hands, and wrapped the package again.

   "That seems to be our turn to help them."

  (End of this chapter)