Chapter 13 Memories
It's over.
This thought popped up in Anlang's head.
He had already run under the dividing wall. A giant centipede-like insect saw him coming and immediately stood up, with the legs on its abdomen dancing joyfully. Their movements were not completely in sync but did not cross each other, which made people's backs chill.
The centipede lowered its head, its cold, inorganic eyes staring at Anlang through the partition wall, and its mandibles twitched excitedly.
An ordinary-sized centipede would only make Anlang feel disgusted, but after being magnified hundreds of times, all that was left was naked fear.
If he crossed the dividing wall, he would be eaten by insects.
It's better to stay here! At least the broken limbs can be gathered together in the belly of a bug!
An Lang turned around, but the shadows of the trees were so thick that he could no longer see the way he came.
He didn't run back because he never thought Lan Xiu would wait for him.
At the moment of life and death, we cannot ask others to sacrifice themselves for others.
They are not relatives or friends, not even acquaintances, and can even be said to be enemies.
After all, it was the original body that had caused this female insect to fall into such a deadly situation, so Lan Xiu naturally hated him. And from Lan Xiu's perspective, all this seemed like a play he had staged!
An Lang felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. His death in his previous life was sudden enough, but who would have thought that his death in this life would be even uglier.
He is not a saint who would throw away his life for a stranger.
The reason he dared to leave the rope to Lan Xiu at that time was because he had a bug terminal with access permissions. He could run out of the partition wall but Lan Xiu could not.
By doing this, both of them had a chance to survive, but who would have thought that he would be so unlucky.
No wonder he couldn’t even draw an SSR when he drew cards before. The only time he drew one, he died in a car accident.
The unlucky person turned out to be himself.
Forget it, the original body already owed Lan Xiu. As a time traveler who borrowed someone else's body, he should help others repay the debt.
And maybe if we delay a little longer, we can get rescued!
Never give up until the last moment!
An Lang comforted himself while quickly climbing up a tree. Perhaps the crisis stimulated his potential, he felt that his body was particularly light and it was not very difficult for him to climb the tree.
The trees here were particularly huge and lush, and he secretly hoped that Xingzhi would not see him.
However, the higher he climbed, the wider his view became. He saw that the hard-shelled beetle was knocking down all the nearby tree trunks like a bulldozer. The loss of its prey made it extremely violent.
As it approached, An Lang suddenly discovered that the beetle had only a single green eye on its head, and the other side of the synapse where the eye should have been was now covered in blood.
It turns out that its frenzy wasn't because it couldn't see its prey, but because its left eye had been gouged out!
The next moment, he felt a chill on his back and saw the beetle's eyes suddenly turned to him.
They looked at each other!
The beetle's eyes grow on the raised synapses, without any tissue covering them. Only a slender protrusion is connected to the bottom. Although the eyes have become its weakness, they also give it unparalleled vision. It can actually see Anlang directly through the layers of leaves!
It retracted its synapses, and its eyes fell steadily back into the depression, covered with a gray film. Then it rushed forward, and the tree that several people were hugging where An Lang was shook instantly.
Countless broken branches fell from the trees.
The branch he was sitting on, which was not particularly thick, had also broken in the middle. An Lang could only climb up by grabbing the protruding nodules on the main trunk.
Damn it!
The star beast became even more excited when it saw him, and its claws made a teeth-grinding sound, as if celebrating the prey that was about to fall into its mouth.
A high-level male insect can be said to be a full-level experience package for Xingzhi.
Its mental strength will be greatly enhanced. The A-level star beast has already awakened its consciousness. It knows that if it swallows the prey in front of it, it will have a chance to become a queen insect!
An Lang gritted his teeth and tried his best to climb up. His hands and feet were worn out and his back felt strangely sore, but at this moment he ignored the pain because of his pounding heart.
The trunk of the tree had already made a crackling sound from the constant impact.
three.
two.
one.
An Lang counted to three in his mind, and when the tree suddenly tilted, he jumped and jumped towards a distant branch.
Caught it!
Under the huge impact, the branches were pulled down and the thin branches were broken with a crackling sound, and his face was also scratched by the sharp branches.
But he managed to jump over without landing!
#I am a monkey in the Zerg#
The star beast instantly changed direction and rushed towards the big tree where he was now. An Lang had no choice but to continue running. After several repetitions, An Lang's movements became more and more skillful, and his body became lighter and lighter. He felt that his arms, shoulder blades and back began to become abnormally hot.
He landed on a branch again, but did not see the attack of the star beast.
An Lang turned around and was shocked to see a figure appear in front of Xingzhi.
He was thin, with black hair, and his red pupils glowed faintly in the jungle.
It’s Lan Xiu!
It turned out to be him who cut off Xingzhi's left eye!
Over there, Lan Xiu had already started fighting with Xingzhi.
The dead leaves on the ground flew up with the fierce attack of the Star Beast. Although Lan Xiu's thin figure was agile, his attack was like a tickle to the Star Beast with a hard shell.
An Lang already knew his purpose from his attack route - he wanted to cut off the only remaining eye of the Star Beast.
But Lan Xiu's speed became slower and slower as time passed, and he was obviously running out of strength. His right hand hung at his side and was almost completely unusable, leaving only his left hand tightly holding the dagger.
The tip of his dagger was only ten centimeters long, but the Star Beast's claws were over three meters long. The strength of the two sides was so different that when he failed to dodge, the angry Star Beast pierced his shoulder. With a flick, Lan Xiu flew out and fell heavily to the ground. A broken branch pierced his abdomen.
Dust rose up, and it took An Lang a few seconds to see Lan Xiu's miserable condition.
The skinny female insect struggled on the ground for a few times, but still couldn't get up.
The star beast, whose eye had been cut off, let out a sharp scream and quickly arrived in front of Lan Xiu with a sense of revenge.
Lan Xiu was lying on the ground. This angle allowed him to see the dense bristles on the front claws of the star beast, the suction cups on the tips of its feet, and the corrosive mucus attached to its mouthparts.
He is going to die.
This thought appeared in my mind very clearly.
Suddenly, something overlapped with it.
The same perspective -
The same star beast——
He was also lying on the ground, dying.
The difference is that the female insect lying on the ground in the picture suddenly jumped up, and the black insect armor covered his arms. His joints made a creaking sound of rapid growth, the insect armor changed from pure black to snow-white, and his pupils gradually became lighter from blood red, as if a drop of blood merged into water.
Turns into a light, tourmaline pink.
The picture changes rapidly.
He killed the star beast.
He had his bony wings gouged out by Anlang Kofilin.
He escaped from the palace.
He formed his own power.
The images moved faster and faster, finally freezing on a moonlit night. He seemed to be there, every detail was exceptionally clear.
The moonlight is like a waterfall.
Outside the window, osmanthus branches swayed, casting a few light shadows on the exquisitely crafted screen.
His nose was filled with the strong smell of blood, mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus.
Sweet and sticky.
His eyeballs moved slightly, and his white eyelashes left a little shadow in his vision. He blinked uncomfortably for a moment, and the shadow disappeared like snow on a branch.
Tick-tock.
He looked in the direction of the sound and saw large drops of thick blood falling from his wrist, hitting the floor heavily.
A headless body fell to the ground, and blood spurted everywhere in the room.
Gorgeous clothes, delicious food and fine wine.
Every place is gorgeous and luxurious.
It's just that the owner of the room is dead.
His head was still in his hands.
He tilted his head slightly and looked into the eyes of the head in his hand.
Those empty, black eyes were wide open, canthus bloodshot, filled with horror and disbelief.
What is unbelievable?
Was it because he couldn't believe that a mere orchid could break into the palace and kill him? Or was it because his neck was so fragile that his head could be taken off so easily?
Who is this?
Lan Xiu felt that the head in his hand looked more and more familiar the more he looked at it.
Oh, it’s that prince.
He is the one that all the Lan clan members want to please, and they even go as far as to remove their own glands in order to satisfy his preferences.
It was the noble who was frightened into convulsions by his only right hand that could revert to its ancestral form.
It was the male insect who threw him into the Colosseum and said with a smile that he would die an ugly death.
The female insect with white hair and pink eyes recalled the tone of the male insect that day, raised the corner of her mouth nonchalantly, and tilted her head slightly.
"Your Majesty, whose death is so unsightly now?"
The movement of raising his hand caused the uncoagulated blood to flow down his arm to his elbow, accidentally wetting his long silver hair.
“Tsk.”
With a grunt, the head was thrown to the ground.
…
He remembered.
He remembered it all.
Lan Xiu struggled and pressed his hands on his abdomen, which was bleeding profusely.
He will never die here!
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