Regarding the person Mu Che admires the most, there should only be the master. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The undead grew up with her, took her as a disciple, taught her to use abilities, became a magician, and taught her how to make medicines from ancient apothecaries.

But...... One day he will dissipate.

When Mu Che was twelve years old, she knew that this day had finally come.

She could no longer see the undead.

The undead have no strength to maintain their bodies anymore, and can only transmit their voices in their minds and leave their last words.

"Master......" Mu Che muttered helplessly, her eyes widened, trying to see clearly, but there was nothing empty in front of her.

"Ah Che, don't cry."

People will die one day.

And I should have died 3,000 years ago...... If it weren't for one thing I couldn't let go, my soul wouldn't have stayed until now.

Mu Che heard the familiar voice, and the sadness in his heart was indescribable, so he could only purse his lips tightly to keep the tears from flowing.

"When you hear about me, you must find him and persuade him to ......"

"I will......" Mu Che choked.

"He suffered a lot, went astray, and was addicted to the art of resurrection...... So, you have to be patient......"

Ah Che, what a good boy.

Mu Che clenched his fists, the voice of the day seemed to be still echoing in his ears, the pain of losing his loved ones, his heart was a little throbbing at the moment. She looked at the person in front of her, and the man's eyes only had a cold, young face, just like the undead of the past.

Yes, they are already related by blood, and it is inevitable that they will look similar.

"Okay, then Rong Ke."

Mu Che called out his name directly.

Rong Ke was disdainful, his eyes slightly curved, and his face was like frost. "Do you really think I don't dare kill you?"

The moisture in the air condensed into ice spikes, pointing at Mu Che, with just one thought, she could pierce her heart. She could already feel the coldness in Rong Ke's tone, he was a resolute person, and he would never let her go again and again.

Mu Che stretched out her spiritual power, and clearly saw that the ice spikes were trembling slightly, and the cold breath was permeating, and she couldn't help but think: Oh no!

Mu Che flicked his fingers, the flames rose, and in an instant, the blazing flames shrouded the front, and some dark flames, where they rose, they could actually see the wings of the phoenix.

"Fire escape, get up!"

The ice spike attacked without hesitation, and Mu Che retreated while blocking it with fire. The ice spike's exterior melted a little, but it was still mostly coming at her.

Mu Che gave up persuasion, and she still had a chance to see Rong Ke again in the future. But if you want to win over these 3,000 years of perverted monsters, it will take some time......

Rong Ke ...... "Senior brother, the word senior brother was swallowed by her, "See you next time." ”

Mu Che's voice was still echoing, but Rong Ke's face did not change at all, and he was not shocked.

"He's really accepted an apprentice who knows the times, but ...... There will be no next time. Rong Ke slowly retracted his momentum, all those frozen melted away, the grass was still bright green, and the fish in the pool were still swimming, as if the ice just now was just a temporary stagnation of time.

Mu Che fled without looking back, she was relieved to see that Rong Ke did not continue to pursue her, and this was also what she expected in advance. He must have something important to do at the moment, and he can't leave the waterhole, but this place is ...... What is there?

Mu Che slowed down, she wanted to go back and see what he was going to do.

As for the concept of the art of resurrection, she had looked at it carefully, it was extremely mysterious knowledge, and the scope of resurrection involved was too wide, just refining the human body was extremely complicated, and it also involved the soul.

And I have to say that Rong Ke is a genius, and he still belongs to the perverted genius among geniuses.

At the age of twenty, he had a theory of resurrection, and it was developed three thousand years ago, when technology was not developed and there were only a handful of supernatural abilities.

But it is enough to see that the drawbacks of the resurrection technique are too great, otherwise he would not have passed three thousand years and would not have succeeded. How he survived for 3,000 years and still looked young is also a mystery.

Mu Che was silent, and just as she was thinking about what to do, the small and cute black bird in front of her was tilting her head to look at her.

"Huh?"

Mu Che stared at the blackbird and couldn't help but wonder, there was also a blackbird in this cave?

If you think about it, there are blackbirds not only here, but also near the waterhole in the center. Suddenly, her eyes brightened little by little, "Mind Control Technique." ”

Using mental power to involve and teleport to the opponent's body, completely controlling the opponent's actions, this technique is used in military exploration. However, because the risk is too great, if it is forcibly interrupted, it will cause the caster to have a mental breakdown, so the state has issued a ban, and this spell has gradually disappeared from the world.

However, Mu Che's master was a person from three thousand years ago, and he stayed on the Ruins Star all the year round, so he couldn't contact the outside world at all, so he didn't know that this was a forbidden art. I taught all the techniques to Mu Che.

Mu Che found a relatively hidden place, meditated, closed her eyes, and transferred all her thoughts to the blackbird.

The blackbird is a low-level creature, and its mental power is too weak, and it is completely controlled by just a slight attack.

After a while, the blackbird, whose eyes looked particularly smart, flew up and looked at Mu Che's body.

"Uh...... Uh......"

All the words, all turned into this lovely tone.

Mu Che slowly flew towards the location of the pool, and when he approached, he was still a little apprehensive in his heart, for fear that Rong Ke would find out.

Above the waterhole, rattans are everywhere, and many blackbirds land on it, and it is very quiet.

She also found a position, where she happened to see Rong Ke's side, perfect face, slightly drooping eyelashes, and he stroked Xun with both hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

As long as he is alone, his eyes are extremely lonely.

Mu Che tilted his head and stared at Rong Ke.

After a while, Rong Ke looked up, turned his face, and looked in this direction. Mu Che was shocked, flapped her wings twice, and wanted to fly away, but when she saw that the birds around her did not fly, she couldn't help but hypnotize herself, and now she is a bird...... Not human......

Rong Ke stretched out his hand, and the wide robe revealed his white and slender hand.

Mu Che closed his eyes, did he want to attack?

However, it was not as frosty as he thought, and after a while, Mu Che opened his eyes tremblingly, and what came into his eyes was Rong Ke's dark eyes, and his quiet voice, "Come on." ”

Come?

Mu Che was stunned, did he tell himself to fly over?

She glanced at the birds around her, and the birds were restless, as if admiring the person in front of them, but they didn't dare to approach easily.

Mu Che then turned his face, not knowing what he was thinking, and Hulala flew to Rong Ke's hand, claws grabbing his index finger.

His hands were still so cold.

"Little one, aren't you afraid of me?" Rong Ke said.

Mu Che was stunned.

This tone is like a master, a little guy, so nostalgic...... And it's so unforgettable.