"Anyway, I'm also a descendant of the Sandru family, I've even seen so many corpses in the lab, and I've manipulated them to become beasts, and besides, I still look at your skull and the lich's dead face every day, what else would I be afraid of. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info: "When An Ling said this, I felt that she was saying it to give her own courage.

I led her to the front of the basement and gently placed my hand on the black stone door in the basement, on which there was a black flower of unknown variety. I adjusted my soul fluctuations and slowly transported into the door, the black flowers on it gradually released a black-purple light, and then the door slowly opened, and the heavy door rubbed against the ground and made a humming sound.

When the door was opened, the magic crystals inside began to glow white, illuminating the entire laboratory, and all the human corpses hanging from the ceiling were clearly visible.

The summoner took my arm, and I led her inside. "It's like our Sandru family's laboratory, even the ceiling is about the same, but it's much brighter than ours, and there are so many shiny stone platforms, what's on it?" An Ling told me while watching, she suddenly saw something on the stone platform and ran over curiously.

"This is, vomit..." An Ling covered his mouth and ran out of the basement, vomiting at the door of the basement, looking very uncomfortable, the book said that human beings can have this reaction when they are frightened and scared and nauseous, called vomiting?

What a waste, and how nice it would be if I could regurgitate like a cow, I thought.

The stone platform was neatly categorized like yesterday, and after a night of study, I looked at these human tissues and organs, and I couldn't help but feel that the level of the lich was actually not much different from that of the authors of those books.

Yesterday's completely dismembered human skull was mottled with a few pieces of scalp hanging on it, which was the trapezoidal scalp tissue that the lich deliberately divided in order for me to see clearly, so that I could fully recognize the scalp layering, the skull was split in two from the middle, the brain was dry and shrunk together, there was no scene where the brain flowed to the ground, the lich's powerful manipulation ability completely locked the water in various tissues, and then it was easy to hold it in his hand and observe it and drain the water to become like this, not very frightening, in my opinion.

The man had brownish-red hair and blue eyes, but now it was gray, and he looked straight ahead, and there was only one left, and the other was taken out by the lich and sliced for me to observe.

Probably frightened by this staring, I thought of the summoner, and went out of the basement to find her.

By this time she was no longer at the door of the lab, leaving only a bunch of strange things I had made in the morning, which had become stranger after being digested a little by gastric juice, and which could still be called food, after all, had not been completely digested into feces. I felt it with my soul, she was going outside, and I walked out. An Ling was crouching on the ground retching in pain, vomiting out all green gastric juice and bile, and I went over and patted her on the back.

An unnamed book says that patting the back is the most ineffective comforting action, but human beings have a natural sense of affection and security for this action, which can give comfort and comfort to the human soul.

What the hell are human senses made of, as if the lich didn't dissect it for me last night. In fact, there are several books about the human mind, but all of them have no names, I think this is the lich's intention, and I thought he wrote it himself, but I didn't ask him to confirm it.

It took a few moments for An Ling to stop retching, then she lifted herself and took a few steps to the side, sitting down on a soft piece of grass. Although it was devastated by the sacrifice of the God of Life and the underworld flower released by me, only one day later, this land was rejuvenated, and it was worthy of the existence of a heart of life.

I also sat on this grass with the summoner, after that battle, I don't seem to be as disgusted with this breath of life as before, is it the reason why the breath of life is exhausted?

"You cut that man into pieces last night, meat foam." An Ling asked me with one hand grabbing the grass that had just come out and rubbing it.

"Well, to be exact, it's just that his body is separated, although there are places where it can't be put together, but it can barely be put together in the original form." I replied, and the lich told me that the highest level of dissection is what it looks like before it is sliced, and what it can be put together after dissection.

"How can you do such a thing, so cruel, it's disgusting to think about." An Ling looked up at me.

I didn't know how to answer, and my instinctive answer was that it wasn't cruel at all, and it wasn't disgusting, but I didn't say that, and I had a feeling that I might not be able to accept it.

"It's just a corpse, it's been dead for a long time." I thought about it, and according to human terms, this is a white lie? I don't really know when I started not speaking according to my true thoughts.

"You shouldn't treat him like this after being dead for a long time, you still treat him like this when he's dead." An Ling was a little low after hearing this, and she said, "Although I know that it is normal for a necromancer to be like this, but, I don't want you to become such a person, and I didn't expect your progress to be so fast..."

I didn't point out what she said about my human mistakes, and I didn't speak quietly. "Go and take out his body, well, body, and we'll bury him." An Ling said.

"Okay", I said.

This remembers that this is a human custom, although I don't have much affection for it. Then I turned around and went into the castle, and found a large piece of paper and put the bits and pieces on the paper one by one, just as a casual review, and then wrapped them up. By the time I was out, An Ling had used some earth-based magic to create a not-so-large pit in the ground, and when she saw me coming out, she closed her eyes and motioned for me to put things in the pit.

I told him I had let it in, and she closed her eyes and chanted magic to seal the pit before she opened her eyes. By this time she was much happier than before, and the self-satisfaction of the human soul was a manifestation of such a sentence in the sea of my soul.

As we entered the castle, An Ling frowned and looked at his own vomit at the basement doorway not far away. "Little skeleton, go clean up." An Ling said embarrassedly.

"No," I said.

"Uhh

"You blow them away with wind magic," I said. Because my magical ability can only be applied to objects, I obviously can't do this kind of thing with magic, but the summoner is indeed an orthodox magician, and a wind magic is definitely no problem.

"Wind magic? Looks like you can try it. ”

She thought about it for a moment, and then she whispered the spell of the wind magic, raising her hands to direct the movement of the magic elementals, and I could feel it, because I was also a magician. An Ling had already chosen the path, and blew the vomit directly from the ground straight to the open castle gate, and then landed far away where the fragments of the human corpse had just been buried.

I felt nothing but great irony, and a feeling of great pleasure arose in my soul.

"Uh..." An Ling turned away from looking, and I saw a hint of blush on her face.

"Don't laugh," she told me, the summoner was able to feel the emotions in my soul, and it seemed that the summoner's soul and spiritual power had grown a lot recently.

"Do you still want to eat?" I wonder if she will starve to death after throwing up all the breakfast she had eaten for a short time.

"Don't talk about breakfast, it reminds me of what I just saw, it's so disgusting, I won't die if I don't eat it." An Ling said with a frown. It turns out that human beings can't die if they don't eat a meal! Later, An Ling proved that she would not die if she did not eat for a day, and she did not eat all day.

I had dissected a corpse in the basement with my own hands, it was female, and it was fine except for the blood that splattered me, and I forgot that yesterday the lich had already drawn the blood from the human body. Another surprise was that I dissected the lich yesterday, and as a result, the female human reproductive system was cut into a mess, and the female and male were different except for the external genitalia, and the inside was also different.

I secretly went to take a bath, although the blood on my body was completely dried by me with a flame, but the smell was still there, I didn't master any of the magic of the water system, so I had to go to the summoner's bathroom to learn to summon the summoner's body, clothes? I accidentally burned it! I forgot I had clothes on me.

I don't know why I'm doing this kind of thing on the sly, it's not my own behavior, I know it.

After I stepped out of the bathtub to dry myself, An Ling called me downstairs to prepare something to eat for her, saying that she was so hungry. When I went out, I realized that she was speaking into the basement. "Here I am," I said. An Ling raised her head and looked at me suspiciously: "Why did you run up there, where are the clothes?" ”

I said that the clothes had been burned, and An Ling ran up and grinned and took out a few clothes from her room, which seemed to have been prepared for her by the lich, before remembering that she was wearing a guardian curse and couldn't wear them.

She put her clothes on my body, which were far worse than my previous clothes, and they were so light and cumbersome to wear. An Ling didn't let me move, and I wore it for a long time.

"Hahaha, it's so cute, it's a little incongruous, but I can be my little sister." The summoner was happy.

"Is there a little sister who is taller than my sister?" I say.

"It's okay, it's okay, hahaha, just wear it for now," the summoner told me.

The clothes didn't make a difference to me, and although they weren't as convenient as before, they didn't make a big difference. The summoner took me downstairs and only asked me to bake her a strip of flour made from bread in the kitchen, and she said she was not hungry and did not want to see the food I made again for the past two days.

Didn't you ask me to cook for her these days in the morning? Aren't you going to talk about human beings, and credit is good human beings?

Fortunately, the next afternoon the lich returned, and threw me a piece of red flesh.

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