MTL - Monument of Life and Death-Chapter 1006 fissure

   "Just a story?"

   "Yes," Yi Yao said, "that's not true, it's just a legend."

  Xiaolan paused for a few seconds, "But, not that..."

   "It doesn't mean that Yi Nian has no other abilities other than that legend, right?" Yi Yao said with a smile.

   "I... I didn't say that." Xiao Lanchao said softly.

"It doesn't matter, it's the truth," Yi Yao's tone was very gentle, as if he was talking to a newborn baby, "It's funny to say it, Yi Nian is the leader of the nine sects, but he is the only one in the nine sects who is completely A faction without powers."

  Yi Yao's words sounded like self-deprecating, Xiaolan looked at his calm profile, and suddenly became unconvinced for him, "It's not funny."

  Yi Yao looked at Xiaolan in surprise, and showed a shallow smile again. His eyes seemed to say, "Sure enough, he's just a cute little kid."

   "The more you say that, the more I think you guys are powerful," Xiaolan said, "Uncle Yi, you must be hidden **oss at first thought."

   "Really?" Yi Yao folded his arms, pretending to be thoughtful, "Well... Maybe it's really like this."

   "Uncle Luo must also believe this," Xiaolan said. "The legend must be true, and now I'm beginning to believe it."

   "Lao Luo..."

   Hearing Lao Luo's name, Yi Yao's mood was obviously lowered, his originally excited eyebrows instantly lowered, and his eyes drifted away.

   "I also hope the legend is true," Yi Yao murmured, "At least this way... I still have a chance to save Lao Luo."

  Xiaolan patted Yi Yao's shoulder like a seasoned adult, "Don't blame yourself, Uncle Luo is doing very well now..."

   Yi Yao suddenly turned his head, stared at Xiaolan and asked, "How do you know?"

"Of course Brother Jiutian told me," Xiaolan's nonsense came as soon as he opened his mouth, and he was full of confidence without blush, "Brother Jiutian said that Uncle Luo would give him a dream and tell him that he had a good life in the underworld. "

  Yi Yao's expression management failed, once again let Xiaolan see his speechlessness.

   "Okay...Okay." Yi Yao looked at Xiaolan's innocent face, and didn't know if she pretended to be stupid, or if it was true.

   Not long after, the plane took off, Xiaolan looked at the sky outside the porthole, her mind had drifted to the bridge in the distance, and she thought, on the way, it would be difficult for him to fall asleep.

   However, just like every time she came up with this idea, before the plane had stabilized, Xiaolan had already fallen asleep leaning on Yi Yao's shoulder.

   Baomu, who was sitting on the other side of Xiaolan, smiled guiltily at Yi Yao, "Xiaolan probably didn't rest well last night."

   "It's okay," Yi Yao quickly waved his hand, "Let the child sleep for a while."

   "If your arm is sore, just push Xiaolan to me..."

   "It really doesn't matter," Yi Yao adjusted his sitting position to make both of them feel more comfortable, "Xiao Lan is very cute."

   Speaking of this, Baomu is no longer sleepy. He closed the onboard magazine in his hand and exulted in his own child, "Xiaolan is really cute, and she's amazing."…

   "I've also heard a little about this..." Yi Yao tried his best to keep his body rigid, and turned his head to look politely at Baomu, "I heard that this child's abilities are very special."

   "Xiaolan can open locks!" Baomu brightened his eyes and said the most common of Xiaolan's abilities, "Super powerful!"

   "I can also unlock now." Qin Yin in the front row sat a little taller and turned his head to speak.

   "Quickly pull it down," the fool snapped Qin Yin's head back, "you can only pick bike locks."

   "I'll pick other locks now too!  …"

   "Shhh! - Keep your voice down! I'm afraid others won't hear you..."

   Yi Yao watched this group of inexplicable people making noises inexplicably. Although he didn't understand why this group of people were so obsessed with "unlocking ability", he still smiled gently.

   Seems like… an interesting group of people indeed.

   He lowered his eyebrows and looked at Xiaolan's sleeping face.

   Very funny kids.

  The funny kid Xiaolan is sleeping.

   When she saw the surrounding scene, she didn't react immediately. It was not until the memory before going to bed came back to her mind little by little that Xiaolan realized that she was dreaming.

  Xiaolan looked around.

   There was a thick blue-purple fog floating around, and there was no solid ground under his feet. Xiaolan seemed to have become a part of the fog, floating in this space.

   Xiaolan opened her legs.

   Ah... At least I can walk.

Xiaolan walked forward, when her body passed through the thick fog, she could clearly feel the dampness and coldness left by the fog passing over her cheeks and arms, as if an invisible person was floating beside her, A cold breath blew towards him.

   I had a strange dream again.

  Xiaolan walked forward, thinking about the topics before going to bed.

   I don't know what the situation is on the Dao Master and the others. I hope they have received the help of the reinforcements in time. When I get off the plane, I can see the lively Dao Master and Luo Jiutian...

  But if something really happened to them…

   Xiaolan's footsteps stopped suddenly, and she heard a clear cracking sound coming from her chest.

what sound?

   Xiaolan lowered her head and looked at her chest in confusion.

   She raised her hand and fumbled a few times in a panic.

   Nothing seems to have changed... But the sound just now really originated from here...

  Xiaolan stood in the same place and thought for a long time, but in the end she couldn't come up with a result. She tilted her head and continued to walk forward.

   As she walked, she began to think wildly again.

  If...the Taoist priest and the others were not killed, but were captured, what should we do?

  What if those people want to change the priest?

Eh? Why yourself?

  Xiaolan pouted and shook his head.

   It's so strange, why would I think of these messy things.

   The Daoist would never leave such an opportunity to those bad people. If the Daoist knew that they were going to trade him for him, he would definitely…

   Xiaolan stopped again.

  Crack!

   That small voice came from his chest again.

here we go again!

   Xiaolan lowered her head in shock. She hesitated for a while, then unzipped her jacket, grabbed the collar of her sweater, and tried to pull her collar down.

   Her movements were delayed for half a second.

  Xiaolan raised his head and looked around.

   There is no one around here, right?

   There is no sound, no human figure, only the drifting mist.

  What happened to yourself?

   Xiaolan gritted her teeth, pulled off her collar, and looked at the position of her chest.

  Suddenly, Xiaolan's eyes widened, and at the same time he sucked in a breath of cold air.

   Fissure.

   His body became as smooth as white porcelain, and two cracks crossed from his chest and crossed together.