Xiaolan tried hard to look away from the human skin.
Although I didn't want to admit it, it was obvious what happened.
"That...that's..." Jasmine was incoherent.
"Stop looking," Xiaolan bit her lower lip, looked at the person standing up in the resurrected coffin, and said to Jasmine, "As long as this is over, everything today will be fake and will not happen."
The only choice is to kill him, kill Qiuyuan...
The man in the resurrection coffin stepped out slowly and appeared under the lantern. As expected, it was the white-haired Feng Mu.
Fengmu's eyes were dull, the corners of his mouth were drooped, and there was a hint of viciousness in his cloudy eyes.
He was resurrected.
Mu Yun struggled for a while under Qiu Yuan's brainwashing, and then seemed to be unconscious again, without any movement.
Qiuyuan licked his lips and looked at Xiaolan with a grin.
"It's a headache. You finally got rid of Fengmu..." The joking and madness in his eyes became more and more obvious, "But he's not the only one."
There were some tiny sounds in the dark bamboo forest.
Xiaolan held the metal disc tightly and looked around.
Countless people were like will-o'-the-wisps, dragging their feet and pulling at the layers of bamboo leaves on the ground, walking towards here without saying a word.
All the villagers who ran away just now have appeared.
Men and women, old and young, are all puppets seeking origin.
Xiaolan quickly protected Mu Yun.
The villagers were very slow at first, but when they walked under the dim yellow light, they seemed to suddenly see the appearance of the prey clearly. They quickly swung their legs and pounced on them one by one.
"Oscar! Protect Mu Yun!" Jasmine shouted, "Xiaolan! Bai Su! Let's go!"
Jasmine said as she took off from Bai Su's shoulder, flew half a circle in the air, and landed back on Bai Su's shoulder in disgust.
"Ahem...come on!"
But they had nowhere to go, as dense crowds of people were already covering them.
Oscar kicked left and hit right, protecting Mu Yun who was lying on the ground, seemingly effortlessly.
Xiaolan regretted that the three of them should have protected Mu Yun and let Oscar attack Qiu Yuan.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been beaten so badly.
Some of the villagers have been reduced to tools for seeking sources, but most of them are just ordinary people who have lost consciousness. Xiaolan can't take action directly. When he was hesitating on how to make a move, the villagers closed their eyes and grabbed them directly.
Although their eyes are closed, they are not blind.
Just like although their minds are controlled, they don't just use simple and crude tortoise punches.
Several people were well versed in actual combat theory. The moment they approached, they attacked Xiaolan's lower body first.
Xiao Lan moved around, but still couldn't stop the villager's hand. After a while, there was a thump, Xiao Lan's body tilted to the right, and the right side of the wheelchair rolled in a small circle and slowly rolled away.
Xiaolan was a little angry, what kind of idea is this? Are you kidding me about dismantling people's wheelchairs?
Not long after losing balance, the left wheel also went to find its little friend. Xiaolan grabbed the handrail and shook it a few times, then fell straight to the ground.
"Xiaolan! Xiaolan!" Jasmine shouted and flew in front of Xiaolan.
"Ah, what are you doing here now! Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Xiaolan waved her hands frantically, "I will crush you to death!..."
At the critical moment, Xiaolan, who was physically disabled and mentally strong, straightened her arms and did a beautiful push-up, finally protecting Jasmine.
"Be careful! He's coming!" Jasmine stopped firmly at Xiaolan's collar and warned.
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind with a pungent smell came from the side of the two of them. Xiaolan's peripheral vision caught a streak of black gold slashed through the air among the splashing blood. He straightened his left arm and lay crookedly. , the sharp and thick ax blade swished past his eyes.
The black gold ax circled half a circle, suddenly stopped, turned around, and slashed back.
Xiaolan raised her head and saw Fengmu's blood-soaked pants and cloth shoes. She raised her hand and a blue light shot out instantly.
"Spiritual Needle Detective!"
Fengmu was unprepared, and his calf was immediately blown to pieces. The direction of the ax's attack tilted towards the ground. Taking advantage of this moment of breathing, Xiaolan drew a circle of blue doors on the ground and fell into it.
When he reappeared, he was in mid-air.
Fortunately it's not high.
Xiaolan fell to the ground, and the ground was full of broken limbs and blood. Pengmu attacked without distinguishing between friend and foe, and swung the ax wildly, and countless villagers were chopped into pieces.
But soon.
Got caught.
Before she could get up from the corpses on the ground, Xiaolan felt the murderous intent of the black gold ax approaching her head.
Xiaolan turned over suddenly.
The ax almost grazed his chin and hit the ground.
He only got a small cut.
However, something floated, fell in front of his eyes, and covered his left eye.
Xiaolan trembled.
"Mo... Jasmine..."
It was a piece of butterfly wings with a faint lake blue.
The remaining body of Jasmine fell next to Xiaolan's ear.
motionless.
"Jasmine, please speak!" Xiaolan's eyes started to hurt violently, "Say something to let me know that you are alive..."
Fengmu's ax didn't give the two of them time to stir up emotions.
Xiaolan felt pain all over her body.
What happened to Jasmine?
Jasmine...
A chill behind the ears.
The vision of the two eyes was separated.
She felt her body hit the ground heavily.
With one eye, he saw Granny Huo Yu lying on the ground with blood on her head.
The other eye, through the bright red eyes, saw the other half of Granny Huoyu's head that fell on the opposite side.
Xiaolan's two eyes looked at each other.
Jasmine's body was in the middle of them.
Died yourself?
He died so miserably.
Death...is this what it feels like?
Bai Su got rid of the entangled villagers, swooped over, and bit Fengmu who was about to chop Xiaolan's body into pieces.
Everything in front of my eyes... slowly turned red.
The first time he met Jasmine, he even had a fight with Jasmine.
At that time, it was also red.
Why are you fighting?
Seems to be……
"Xiaolan..."
Someone is calling me.
"Xiaolan..."
The call was distant and gentle.
"I'm not dead yet...
"You won't die either..."
Jasmine.
Warm and soft heat, like silk, slowly surges up from under your feet.
My legs are feeling.
"I will protect you."
The surrounding area suddenly glowed with golden light.
Xiaolan was blinded by the golden light.
"Evil heretics, just rats!" The familiar voice was sonorous and powerful, "My nine detectives are here today to search for evil things!"
In the brilliant golden light, Xiaolan recognized the thin figure standing in the center.
It's Jasmine.
It's Jasmine who is human.
The strength of her legs finally returned. Xiaolan moved her somewhat stiff legs, supported the ground, and stood up shakily.
She touched her head. There was no wound.
Golden light emitted from Jasmine's feet, and the dazzling golden light outlined a complete pattern on the loess ground where the bamboo leaves and weeds were gone.
It's a butterfly.
Complex patterns and elegant swallowtails.
It was exactly what Jasmine had been not long ago - Granny Huoyu's butterfly.
