The so-called torture bed is naturally the magic bed of Yeyue's practice. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Anyway, that thing can only be used by Yeyue himself for practice, and if others lie on it, they will be killed by it.

Because this is a forbidden place, there are no undead left to guard after being thrown into the dungeon.

So Yeyue quickly opened the lock and stood up.

She gently rubbed her sore face.

Stretching bones and moving muscles doesn't feel much at first, but after a long time, it becomes sore.

So she changed back to the night moon, and went back to the storage room to change her clothes and belongings.

She was the majesty, mighty, and evil again, and the undead school's vast magic enveloped her body.

"It's too much of a failure, let's continue to practice at home in the future. The transcendental realm still needs a huge amount of time and energy to steadily improve, so let's say goodbye to this entertainment room for the time being. ”

Thinking like this, Yeyue simply cleaned up the dungeon storage room and prepared to leave.

But as soon as she was about to take a step, a turquoise light suddenly appeared in front of her.

This is a small elf with a dazzling blue light, and if you look closely, the middle of the light is the image of a little girl wearing gorgeous armor.

"Hey, did you use the Elven Summoning Technique just now?"

The elf's tone was very polite.

Yeyue didn't like this tone, and casually denied: "No, that's the man who just broke in." ”

Her mana fluctuations have completely changed, and the elf has obviously been fooled, she looks a little confused, and says, "Forget it, you give me the feeling that you are stronger than him, sign a contract with me, right?" ”

Night Moon immediately understood that this was a natural spirit that had difficulty in advancing to the next level. She's looking for more powerful beings to sign an energy-sharing pact in order to break through.

In his previous life, he signed a few golden natural elves, and finally died in battle with him.

The green glowing natural elves were more powerful than any elf he had ever met in his two lifetimes, and according to the level of human strength, it was close to the transcendent level. Its magic should not be too far from its own.

Nature elves are very picky about contractors, and it's normal to find them.

"You're not going to lose at all!" Thinking that Yeyue was hesitating, the elf hurriedly said: "Although I am also for my own good, as long as you sign a contract with me, you will be equivalent to having thousands of more human magic out of thin air." Sign it, right? ”

In addition to the bad tone of speech, is it also very noisy? Yeyue frowned and refused, "No." ”

"Why?" The elves don't seem to be able to comprehend this particular human.

"Strength, my own cultivation will increase. Contractor, I have. And also...... I do not like you. ”

Yeyue said very harshly and ruthlessly. She does have powerful contractors, and they all sign master-servant contracts, and there is no need for this kind of equal contractor who will make her unhappy.

What's more, his magic power may be occupied and used by the other party.

"You...... Good...... Don't regret it, you girl! Tell you, I'm sure I'll be the elf of the Queen of Nature! ”

"Okay, I won't send it."

Night Moon replied with a smile.

"You...... Good bye! ”

Leaving a word hard, the elf disappeared.

Smiling, Nightmoon left the dungeon.

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A few days passed, and the elf never appeared again, but a new trouble arose.

Alfalfa repeatedly asked to go to the dungeon forbidden ground.

Yeyue naturally understood what she meant, and she wanted to "visit the prison".

After looking for it many times, Yeyue thought that it was still because of herself, and her heart softened and agreed.

And so the trouble began—she came to see the tortured "prisoner" at six o'clock every morning, and stood quietly for two hours at a time, without moving.

So Yeyue had to lie down on the practice massage table once a day, pretending to be unable to move or speak, and start the machine for massage for two hours.

And so it was for seven days, every day.

"Forget it, endure it for a few more days, and then say it's okay to let it go or kill it."

But before she could implement her plan, a change came.

On the eighth day, Alfalfa came to the dungeon on time.

Yeyue disguised herself as usual and lay down to massage it.

But Alfalfa's behavior this time was different from usual, she directly reached out to grab the disguised lock on the bed, and a flash of magic, flames and lightning rose, knocking the whole alfalfa in its elven form away.

This machine, in addition to the use of the night moon, will indeed become a direct execution of the death penalty.

But she didn't seem to care, looked at her blackened arms and tattered sleeves, and walked up again to hold the lock.

Flames and lightning rose again, but this time Sativa completely ignored the attack. She wrung all the locks and threw them aside, picked up the night moon and left.

Yeyue was helpless.

"I thought that these five people could at least leave one of them by their own will, but I didn't expect to betray me in this way. Sure enough, only the subordinates who have signed the soul contract are loyal. ”

While thinking about these things, Yeyue let the alfalfa carry out of the castle and was thrown on the back of a horse.

The sentry who dared to ask along the way was all knocked away by this violent elf with a punch, and the undead did not get a clear order from Yeyue, and they were acquaintances, most of them did not stop her.

And the chief leader, Lord Night Moon and Lord Night Moon, was also very curious about what would happen, so naturally he did not give any orders to interfere.

"Well, good horse, it seems to have been raised by Matt, right?"

Now that he had been thrown on horseback, the undead leader took advantage of the situation and scanned the horses under him with his mental power with great interest.

It was a very good horse, with a height of more than sixteen palms, a distinctive high square shape, a dry and strong body, slender limbs, sharp and angular parts of the body, clear lines, and smooth contours - anyone who studied horses a little will see that it belongs to the Adelphine thoroughbred.

A divine horse that travels thousands of miles a day.

There was another identical horse next to him, which was being led by alfalfa.

These two horses are indeed the black knight Matt's favorite horses, and they were carefully selected after his resurrection, and they are very miraculous. But at the moment they were being used as camel goods for ordinary horses—and if it hadn't been for the accident, they would have been in Matt's big stable by now, carefully cared for by the other undead.

"Awake?"

"Wake up."

Knowing that it was probably the fluctuation of mana that was noticed by the other party, Yeyue did not pretend to sleep again.

"Can you ride a horse?"

"Yes."

"Let's go, then."

Didn't you explain anything?

It's really personal.

But Yeyue couldn't say nothing, and asked, "Why did you save me?" ”

She was curious.

"I owe someone a life."

Alfalfa didn't look at it, but paused thoughtfully for a moment, and then said, "And when I first met you, I thought your temperament was a bit like a friend of mine in the past. ”

In this way, the undead leader was inexplicably robbed of his castle. The process is like a poem often sung by bards - a beautiful white elf woman rescues a handsome black-haired man who is trapped in a black castle and tortured.

The undead leader only had time to pass on the order to a few of his henchmen in the castle to take good care of the house.

"Anyway, there is nothing big in the city for the time being, let's see what this violent elf is going to do."

She also gave herself a man's name by the way-Wende.

(Castle of the Dead Scroll, end.) ）

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