The air was heavy, and cold sweat broke out on Mu Che's forehead, which immediately condensed into ice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's a mutated ability that's stronger than normal elemental abilities, and it freezes everything.

So cold, and so unforgiving.

"You ......"

You are not qualified to call me senior brother.

When the voice fell, Mu Che's pupils shrank, and she almost subconsciously bit the tip of her tongue, and the tingling sensation came, and she regained consciousness little by little. It doesn't matter what he says...... Isn't it?

The master found her ten years ago on a ruined star.

No, it should have been her life to escape from slavery, so she ended up here in Ruins Star.

At that time, she was covered with scars, a young face, a dark gaze, and her eyes were slowly wary and alienated.

Because from the time she can remember, it was an endless slave life, with countless jobs to do every day, and watching her partners die one by one. If it weren't for her strong physique, I'm afraid she would have died a long time ago.

On this ruined star, there are no slave owners, and the ears are finally quiet.

Mu Che sat on a piece of scrap metal, feeling relaxed like never before, looking at the gray sky, the corners of his mouth had a smile for the first time.

"Little one, this is the Death Star, why are you here?"

The sudden voice startled Mu Che, and her eyes were frightened, for fear that those people had found her again. Her body was trembling, and the smile on her lips had not had time to be withdrawn, so she looked very funny.

"Don't be afraid, little one, I just want to talk to you for a while."

After a while, a wandering figure appeared in front of her.

Mu Che had heard that this kind of disembodied undead spirit would devour the life of the living.

She held her breath, trying to save her life, and the undead came closer, and saw that the little girl was holding her breath, and couldn't help but dangle it with curiosity.

Mu Che's face turned red, but in the end he couldn't help it, and he breathed heavily.

"Ahem, you...... You can't kill me, or ...... Would you like to kill me again later, I still have important things to do, and I must not die in this place! ”

"Why did you want to kill you?"

The undead looked puzzled, "I've been in this ghost place for three thousand years, and I haven't even seen a single figure, so why kill such a vibrant human being?" ”

"Three thousand years?!"

Mu Che was shocked, her eyes widened.

But then he shook his head, "It is impossible for the undead to remain in the world for so long, unless a contract is made with humans...... I've seen those contract undead, all of them with dull faces, and will only obey the orders of their masters...... And you, why are you so ...... "like a human being?"

I didn't say that.

"Haha......" The undead laughed for a long time, and finally said: "I am a resentful spirit, there are still unfinished things in the world, and I don't want to die and be reincarnated." ”

"So...... After the work is done, can it be reincarnated? Mu Che asked cautiously.

"Of course."

The undead nodded.

On that day, the gray sky was bright, and the smell of rust was permeating the ruins, but the figure was very bright, and the whole body seemed to exude a soft light. His laughter was hearty, and his black eyes were bright, and he was penetrating through all kinds of things in the world.

Mu Che liked this clarity very much, and for the first time, he felt that the undead were even better than humans.

It's a thousand times better.

Mu Che searched this place for seven days, chewing grass roots and drinking dirty water. The wounds on her body had scabbed, but her hands and feet were scarred under her jumping up and down.

She saw a small broken spaceship, lifted the iron sheet on it in surprise, reached over and twisted the master key, poof...... The jet stream just went off for a moment, and then it didn't move.

Another scrapped.

Her expression was gloomy, and in despair, she could only kick the scrap metal to vent her anger.

"What are you looking for?"

The undead have been following her for the past few days, and it seems that she has not seen a human for too long.

"Find a working ship, or a part, to fix it......"

"Why a spaceship?"

"Because I'm getting out of here." Mu Che replied angrily, and she was also tired, she hadn't eaten food seriously for so many days, and it was naturally not possible to rely on the grassroots alone.

"Why get out of here? Are you going to a better place to live? ”

"Nope."

Mu Che's eyes darkened suddenly, and with a violent look, "I'm going back to my family, I want to ask them...... Why did you abandon me, why did you exile me to that hell! ”

She sat down on a level spot, and the undead floated in front of her, staring directly at her.

For some reason, she felt that this undead spirit could see through people's hearts, and looking into his eyes, she felt like she could calm her mind.

"You...... Hate? ”

He asked a word, and Mu Che nodded without hesitation, "Of course I hate!" ”

Why not hate?

How many years has she been in pain...... She didn't count.

Struggling little by little, every day is worse than death.

"Then I'll help you." The undead nodded, dissipated, and after a while, brought a wooden stick, drew an unknown formation on the ground, and then said: "I am a three-thousand-year-old undead with a certain curse power, so you speak your resentment, and I will curse for you." ”

"Really?"

Mu Che's eyes lit up, and he almost didn't hesitate to believe it.

Now that I think about it, she was really simple-minded at that time, not only her physical age has shrunk, but her IQ has also shrunk significantly.

She spoke all her pain.

I've been a slave for as long as I can remember, and it's been several years since I found this clue. She was originally from the Ming family, but she didn't know why she fell here......

And she also has a strange disease, and every year she grows, her body shrinks by a year, and her memories disappear.

When she was seven years old, she stumbled upon the notes she had written ten years ago, and she knew about herself, and she hated it even more.

It's the woman.

Her own sister snatched her abilities and sent her to the slave galaxy.

Now she has no powers, her body is weak, and in a few years she will degenerate into a child, and she will naturally die.

"Can you really curse?"

The undead nodded, waved his hand on the formation, and suddenly the formation emitted a bright light. I don't know if it's Mu Che's illusion, she feels that the soul of the undead is a little lighter.

"Thank you." Mu Che said sincerely.

"So in order to repay this matter, can you stay here for five years?"