Monument of Life and Death Chapter 616

  Chapter 616 Become the God of the New World?

  They ran to the top of the hill.

   gasping.

  Look at where the sound is coming from.

The small hills surrounding    formed a cradle-like recessed area, and in the center of the cradle laid in this world, there was a snow-white figure lying on its side.

  This white snow formed a sharp contrast with the darkness and darkness around it. It was so pure and peaceful, it didn't seem to be a real thing.

  That is a little baby.

The little baby was about three or four months old. He was lying quietly on the ground, with two fleshy hands under his head. The dark lush hair and the grass merged into one, and his face was innocent and sweet from dreams. Smile.

  Gosh...

  The eyes of the four people stared like brass bells. They dragged their dirty bodies and held two mummy corpses, one looking at this holy and beautiful creature.

  In the mouse's lair, there is a little baby.

  Xiaolan hugged his head and got a headache.

"What's going on…"

  Qin Yin's sighs waved away, and seemed to have reached the baby's ears. He frowned, smacked his lips, and fell asleep again.

   "Dao Chang..."

   "Shhh!"

   Seeing that the little baby had some reaction again, the Taoist leader quickly interrupted Qin Yin's words.

  He waved his hand vigorously, made a gesture of covering his mouth, and pointed to his ears.

  The sound will make him wake up.

  Don't wake him up for now.

  Tao Chang turned his side and began to walk down the hillside, gently approaching the baby.

  The fragile, pure white creature fell asleep at their feet.

  Dao Master fumbled in his arms for a while, then squatted down, picked up something, and gestured on the baby's head.

   is that hair.

  The head of the road actually put that hair on? !

  Complete the comparison, and the Taoist nodded at them.

  Yes, the hair in the box belongs to him.

  The source of happiness is this little baby?

   is too puzzling.

  What's the matter with the mouse?

  What happened to the plague?

  The more clues were investigated, the truth became more and more blurred.

  Daochang was still squatting on the ground, he scratched his head, pondered for a few seconds, followed closely, and stretched out his hand towards the baby.

   "What are you doing?" Qin Yin grabbed Dao Chang's arm and asked with lips.

   "Take him away." The Taoist also replied with lips.

   "Why?" Qin Yin asked, "You are not his father!"

When the two debated silently, Xiaolan and Luo Jiutian gasped.

  They raised their hands at the same time and pointed at the baby.

  The little baby faces them, his hands are still on his ears, but his eyes are open.

  A pair of black hole eyes, now focusing on the four of them.

  The little babies are silent and motionless, just staring at them.

  He showed an intriguing expression.

  This emoji.

  Not only is this not the expression of a child looking at an adult, even an adult will hardly have such a look in his eyes.

  This is the master, looking at the despicable slave, with a contemptuous expression.

  But the Taoist chief ignored the contempt on the baby's face. He turned away from his gaze, stretched out his hand, and hugged the baby directly.

  The baby did not cry.

  His snow-white body suddenly escaped from the dark brown grass.

   but not completely separated.

  There are countless black and red silk threads connected to the baby's body, one end of which is connected to the baby's body, and the other is plunged into the ground.

  At the same time, there was a small gnawing sound in their ears.

  Luo Jiutian, standing on the edge of the low slope, turned his head to look.

  Densely dense black mice, like a long river bursting its banks in the middle of the night, surrounded the sky overwhelmingly.

   "It's not good!" Luo Jiutian jumped into the pit in one step, "Dao Master, the mouse is here!"

  "Daoist!" Xiaolan and Qin Yin also jumped to them, "What's wrong with you?"

  Qin Yin pulled a long sleeve, but the Taoist did not move.

  He and the baby looked at each other, there seemed to be nothing else in their eyes.

  "Daoist?"

   Xiaolan shook Dao Chang's arm, and was shocked to realize that the black and red silk threads had actually climbed onto Dao Chang's hand.

  "Long Dao, let go!" Xiaolan grabbed her hand to grab the baby. Unexpectedly, the baby also stretched out his hand. Both small hands were firmly locked on Dao Master like crab claws.

Xiaoyin also joined the battle. She hugged the baby's waist from behind. Luo Jiutian stood aside, holding two corpses in his hands, but he didn't seem to have any confidence in these two weapons.

  Xiao Lan grabbed the baby's hand. The baby's skin tentacles were cold, and the two seemingly soft hands were as hard as a rock. Just as Xiaolan was about to carry the Taoist piece and hide, the baby's eyes changed abruptly.

  He looked at Xiaolan.

  Suddenly, the baby's right hand became loose, and he raised his slender five fingers and pressed his palm to Xiaolan's face.

  Catch another one.

  Xiaolan seemed to have such a voice in her ears.

All the scenes in front of her disappeared, countless red and black silk threads struck from all directions, and at the end of her sight, they intertwined into a cobweb. The cobweb was close...close... and finally reached her. Through this web, Xiaolan saw one. A brand new world.

She stood at the top of the world, people stood at her feet, she couldn't see everyone's appearance, but she could see that everyone's head stretched out a silk thread, and everyone's silk threads intersect and gather. In his own hands.

  She manipulates the thread and the people under her feet. People follow her will to grow, live, endure, and die.

  He is the **** of this world.

but…

   Xiaolan raised her other hand, and she grabbed the silk thread growing out of the tip of her right finger, trying to tear it off.

  Don't be a **** yourself.

  "You can't seduce me," Xiaolan heard her vicious voice, "I will wake up and defeat you."

  Wake up.

  To win.

  I couldn't touch the silk thread with his left hand, no matter how hard Xiaolan tried, the silk thread remained the same.

  There is no sound around.

   is so stalemate.

  Now, what is happening in the waking world? The mice should have swept over, can Qin Yin and Luo Jiutian resist? Are the four of them being eaten and swallowed...

  Dao Master is also experiencing this kind of struggle?

   Xiaolan suddenly thought of those corpses.

  Is it because those people, like this, have been sucked away all their desires, and without desire, people become empty shells.

  What is your desire?

do not know.

  But, this stupid scene is definitely not shown in front of me.

   Xiaolan raised the hand that was pulling the silk thread, and bit down.

  The pain came along with the breath of blood.

  I feel it.

  Let her mouth open, the strong **** smell immediately filled her whole mouth.

  She opened her mouth again and bit down again.

   Again...

   Again...

  On the wrist, the white bones appeared impressively.

  At this time, Xiaolan heard a hasty call.

  (End of this chapter)

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