Monument of Life and Death

Chapter 1243 Old Man

Xiaolan didn't joke, she was just being discovered by her tricks, but she didn't care and didn't expect him to believe her words.

He smiled enough, lowered his head, looked at Xiaolan and said, "In the end, don't you struggle? Use that gadget on your shoulders?"

Oscar, who was called "Gamble", turned his head in anger. Xiaolan smiled, picked up his arm, and made a bluffing gesture, "Stop talking nonsense, start, let me see your life insect second ringing."

The person opposite also kept his smile.

The two of them were in such a stalemate and spent a few minutes of silence.

Xiaolan knew that he was engaging in his own mentality, it was like a knife hanging above his head. You know it would be cut down sooner or later, but you didn’t know when he would get this knife.

He will choose the moment when he relaxes his guard and thinks he is saved.

Xiaolan pretended to yawn, and just as his mouth was wide open, his voice came quietly.

"The life insect, the second ringing."

"Oscar!"

Xiaolan's open mouth instantly spit out a command, and Oscar jumped down from her shoulders. The moment he landed, it turned into a golden giant door, blocking Xiaolan.

At the same time, the energy of the second ringing of the life insects also bloomed.

Countless black liquids pierced out of the man's body like sharp arrows, and dense black arrows swept in all directions.

Xiaolan shrank behind Oscars, hoping that the Oscar could withstand it.

Immediately afterwards, she heard the crisp sound of shattering.

Xiaolan looked at the golden giant gate in amazement.

A cleft through the Giant Gate appeared, and with the attack of more black arrows, the cleft became more and more obvious.

Now...it only took ten seconds.

Is it really that strong...

Jumen let out a painful whimper. The next second, countless golden fragments exploded in front of Xiaolan's eyes. The gold was quickly covered by black. Xiaolan didn't even have time to make any pronunciation, and was overwhelmed by the black arrow.

***

During the countdown of the Taoist priest, Baomu took the young Lu Lanbo's hand and closed his eyes.

Consciousness sinks into the water.

The young man Lu Lanbo struggled, Baomu opened his eyes and decisively pulled him to swim to the bottom of the sea.

The young Lu Lanbo saw them first.

His expression changed.

The two Lu Lanbos were attracted to each other. They first stared at each other, then stretched out their hands and touched each other.

Finally, fusion.

They became one person.

Baomu didn't say a word, took his hand and returned to the shallow consciousness again.

The Taoist priest's countdown was about to end. He shouted Baomu's name and told Baomu that it didn't matter if he didn't succeed, at least he couldn't get stuck in his consciousness.

But Baomu does not allow himself to fail.

He had failed once, and Baomu still remembered Xiaolan's begging expression, which was Xiaolan he had never seen before.

But I still failed.

This time, it definitely won't work.

Opening his eyes, Baomu took the young Lu Lanbo's hand and dived again. The sea water was no longer so calm. Countless bubbles were running around in the water, and if he was not careful, he would choke.

Lu Lanbo is awakening.

Get a little faster...it's no time...

In the snow-white bubbles, Baomu saw Lu Lanbo on the bottom of the sea.

He quickly paddled a few times and threw the young man Lu Lanbo who was pulling in his hand.

But this time, they did not merge.

Young Lu Lanbo looked down at the middle-aged Lu Lanbo who was curled up in a ball, showing a meditative expression.

The sand and stones on the bottom of the sea also began to roll, and the dust and sea water merged together, like smog in the sea.

Baomu held down middle-aged Lu Lanbo's shoulder, shook it hard for a few times, and opened his mouth.

"Lu Lanbo!" Baomu's eyes widened and continued to shout, "Wake up!"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Baomu turned his head and grabbed the other one, "Hurry up..."

Before Baomu could finish his words, the young Lu Lanbo squatted down. He squatted in front of the middle-aged man and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?" The middle-aged Lu Lanbo's shoulders trembled suddenly, and then slowly raised his head.

Baomu closed his eyes in despair and began to think about his last words.

"I..." Middle-aged Lu Lanbo cried, "I was wrong..."

"You are right!" Baomu was almost crying anxiously, and turned into a crying voice, "You are just sad!"

The two Lu Lanbos were stunned at the same time.

"What's wrong with being sad? Why don't you allow yourself to be sad?" Baomu cried completely and cried with a mentality of telling his last words, "If you're sad, it means we are living well!"

Baomu knelt powerlessly on the turbid seabed, "I beg you, would you give yourself a chance..."

In my ears, the Taoist priest's countdown disappeared.

Failed.

Baomu covered his face crying.

Still failed.

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Baomu had fantasized about his death countless times, in countless forms, but he did not expect that in the end, he died in the place he was most familiar with.

Death in consciousness.

Baomu cried so much that he forgot the people around him, where this place was, and what he wanted to do.

Until one hand patted him gently.

Baomu raised his head and it was Lu Lanbo.

Lu Lanbo pulled Baomu's hand and whispered, "Let's go."

"We...we can't leave..." Baomu wanted to cry again, "It's over..."

"Is it over..." Lu Lanbo smiled desolately and said to himself, "I still want to give myself a chance."

Baomu's heart thrust in pain.

"I'm sorry," said Baomu, "it's all my fault for being too weak."

Lu Lanbo immediately shook his head.

"You saved me."

"I don't...I..."

"Then... let's go up first," Lu Lanbo raised his head and looked at the sea, "It's too cold here."

Baomu sighed and raised his head.

"good."

The two of them held hands and stepped on the sea water that had calmed down again, slowly floating up.

Float.

Swim out of the water.

Baomu opened his eyes.

The sea water disappeared.

He saw a somewhat strange face.

Baomu blinked, and in an instant, the face in front of him seemed to transform into another face that was firmly engraved in his memory.

Graceful hair, vicissitudes of face, and worried eyes.

"Dad...Dad..."

"Baomu!" A familiar voice came to his ears.

The sound woke Baomu up, Baomu's pupils instantly focused, and he stared at the face in front of him in a daze.

This is…

"Master of Taoism?!" Baomu shouted in disbelief, "Master of Taoism, you..."

The Taoist priest's black hair turned white, and the strange ravines lie on this handsome face that was not long ago. The Taoist priest was the Taoist priest.

Seeing that Baomu finally woke up, the Taoist priest reached out and held Baomu's face and gently stroked his face, just like the parents touched sincerely and enduringly when the missing child returned to his parents.

Fortunately, you are fine.

"Baomu..."

The Taoist priest opened his mouth, made a weak call, and fell down.