On the edge of a small lake with beautiful scenery, a tomb bag has just been piled up, and in front of the tomb stands a stone tablet 40 centimeters wide and 120 centimeters high.

The stele reads: The Tomb of Di Su Ruthless.

Su Wushuang, dressed in a wide black robe, knelt quietly in front of the tombstone, looking at his younger brother's tombstone for a long time and was speechless.

I don't know how long it took, and a soft sigh broke the sad silence.

"Wushuang, mourning and changing. Lady Mo floated out of Su Wushuang's body and stood in mid-air.

Su Wushuang just nodded, didn't say a word, even a word, she didn't want to confide.

"The dead are gone, and the living are like that. Mrs. Mo persuaded: "Your brother was killed, don't you want to avenge your brother?"

"Yes, revenge, I want revenge. When Su Wushuang heard the word revenge, the anger in his heart soared: "Those who kill my younger brother and kill the Su family, I will make them pay a terrible price." ”

"With your current strength, it's hard to get revenge. Mrs. Mo said lightly: "Worship me as a teacher!"

"Good. ”

This time, Su Wushuang agreed without thinking about it, which made Mrs. Mo stunned.

"Okay, you come with me. Mrs. Mo said to Su Wushuang with a smile, and after speaking, she floated away into the distance.

Su Wushuang reached out and stroked his brother's tombstone, so softly, as if he was caressing his brother's cheek.

"Brother, wait for my sister to avenge you. No matter how many of them there are and how powerful they are, my sister will not let them go, and you are here waiting for the good news from your sister. ”

After speaking, Su Wushuang wiped his tears, stood up, and followed Mrs. Mo.

Madame Mo took Su Wushuang to walk in the Grand Canyon of Death for a long time, and then stopped in front of a pile of rubble.

Looking at the pile of rubbles in front of her, Mrs. Mo felt that her whole body was hot.

Although I don't have a body, there is nothing wrong with the feeling that comes from the soul.

This is here, this is here, the battle for the survival of the necromancer clan started here and ended here.

Mrs. Mo looked at the pile of rubbles as if she was recalling something, and was in a daze for a while, before she turned to Su Wushuang and said, "Wushuang, take out the undead magic lamp." ”

Su Wushuang's face was indifferent, she had lost all her relatives, and the world had lost all its color for her, so she took out the strange undead magic lamp according to her words.

The Necromancer Lamp is a small portable lamp, made of unknown materials, and its whole body is as black as ink.

Looking at the necromancer lamp in Su Wu's hands, Mrs. Mo explained lightly: "The necromancer lamp can open the forbidden land of the necromancer clan, and there are things there that can allow you to quickly improve your strength, and there are no side effects. ”

Can you quickly improve your strength, and there are no side effects? Su Wushuang's beautiful eyes looking at Mrs. Mo were full of disbelief.

Mrs. Mo didn't explain, but walked up to Su Wushuang, put her hands on the lantern of the undead magic lamp, and didn't know what she was reading.

As Mrs. Mo, who didn't know what she was thinking, stopped chattering, the pitch-black undead magic lamp emitted a pitch-black light.

The pitch-black light became more and more intense, and soon enveloped Mrs. Mo and Su Wushuang.

Su Wushuang looked at it calmly, and the pitch-black light slowly enveloped him, without showing even a little panic.

When the pitch-black light completely enveloped the two of them, the pitch-black light disappeared in an instant, followed by Mrs. Mo and Su Wushuang.

In front of the silent pile of rocks, as if no one had come, it was still as silent and terrible as before.

Su Wushuang felt that it was just a moment of time, and then she came to a place where she didn't know where it was.

With Su Wushuang's appearance, in this unknown place, suddenly a light emanated.

Blinked, used to the sudden bright light in the dark space.

After getting used to the light, Su Wushuang fixed his eyes and saw that he was in an empty hall.

Looking at the furnishings in the main hall, it seems to be an altar.

On the walls of the main hall, a man wrapped in a wide black robe was depicted, and the black-robed man could not see his face clearly, nor could he see his hands and feet clearly, as if he was a ghost without a body.

The black-robed man's whole body was shrouded in pitch-black black robes, and at his side, there was a huge scythe, which was even higher than the black-robed man, and the huge scythe seemed to be dragged upside down by the black-robed man.

The combination of the black-robed man and the giant scythe gave a soul-stirring sense of immediacy, as if it were all real.

That portrayal exudes a terrifying coercion.

Although he couldn't see his eyes, he felt that he had been firmly stared at by his indifferent gaze, and he couldn't run if he wanted to, as if in the next moment, he would be ruthlessly taken away from his life.

In front of the carving, there was a tribute table, on which there were no incense burners or other sacrificial items.

On the tribute table, a wooden box was quietly placed, which was as black as ink and not locked.

Except for the carvings on the stone walls and the small wooden boxes on the tribute table, there were no other items in this empty hall.

Mrs. Mo looked at the carving on the stone wall, said nothing, and took Su Wushuang to kneel down in front of the tribute table, and bowed respectfully.

"Wushuang, drop a drop of your essence blood on the undead magic lamp. After bowing, Mrs. Mo got up and said to Su Wushuang.

Su Wushuang was still silent, and according to what Mrs. Mo said, he dropped a drop of his essence blood on the undead magic lamp.

When the blood dripped on the lamp, the lamp did not react in the slightest, just like an ordinary portable lamp.

Despite this, Mrs. Mo nodded, as if it should be like this.

Seeing Su Wushuang dripping blood on the undead magic lamp as he said, Mrs. Mo turned around and stepped forward and opened the wooden box on the tribute table.

Mrs. Mo took out a pitch-black scroll from the pitch-black wooden box.

Looking at the pitch-black scroll in her hand, Mrs. Mo turned to Su Wushuang and said, "Wushuang, let me ask you, are you really willing to worship under my door?"

"Master is above, please bow to the apprentice. ”

Su Wushuang proved himself with his actions, knelt down to Mrs. Mo, and respectfully bowed to his teacher.

"Good, good, good. Mrs. Mo received Su Wushuang's apprenticeship: "Hold the undead magic lamp in front of you." ”

Su Wushuang didn't know what Mrs. Mo was going to do, so he obediently held the undead magic lamp in front of him.

Madame Mo didn't say anything more, just pointed the pitch-black scroll in her hand at the Necromantic Magic Lamp, and at the same time began to chant some incantation again.

As Madame Mo chanted the incantation, the pitch-black scroll began to glow with a faint black light.

The black light became more and more vigorous, until it was as dark as the black sun, and then suddenly disappeared without a trace.

When the pitch-black scroll disappeared, Madam Mo's gaze looked at the undead magic lamp that Su Wu was holding in both hands.

I saw the undead magic lamp in Su Wu's hands, and the originally black lantern was emitting a faint black light.

Su Wushuang looked at it curiously, the lantern that emitted black light, I don't know why this lantern suddenly lit up, and it was still glowing with a strange black light.

For Su Wushuang's curiosity, Mrs. Mo's heart couldn't help but tremble when she saw the black light, and she didn't know if she could suppress it.

Seeing that the black light was getting brighter and brighter, Madame Mo suddenly pressed her hands on the lantern, and then began to chant the incantation again.

As time passed, unknown spells erupted from's mouth, and Su Wushuang finally discovered the anomaly.

I saw that Mrs. Mo's soul body was constantly disintegrating, drifting towards the undead magic lamp.

"What are you doing?" Su Wushuang was shocked and asked loudly.

"It's okay, just look at it, obedient. Mrs. Mo's indifferent words were full of love, as if a mother's advice to her daughter.

"You ······. ”

Su Wushuang wanted to break free, but at this time she realized that she couldn't move anymore.

"Let it go! You're going to die. Su Wushuang shouted loudly, and the tears in his beautiful eyes rolled down again: "Don't be like this, please Master, don't be like this, I have no relatives anymore, I just had a Master, I don't want to lose you." ”

"Please, stop, stop... ”

"I'm sorry, Musou. At this time, Mrs. Mo finished chanting, and a low voice came out.

At the same time, on Madam Mo's spirit body that was about to dissipate, a black light broke out and submerged into Su Wushuang's forehead.

As the black light sank into Su Wushuang's forehead, a word and a memory came to mind and appeared.

I'm sorry Wushuang, Master doesn't want to leave you, but I have a reason why I have to leave.

Please forgive Master's selfishness!

In the black scroll before, the undead clan was sealed, and the only remaining ancestor clone: the shadow of the god of death.

Now that the Shadow of the Grim Reaper has been unsealed and you have become your guardian of the dead, your safety is greatly guaranteed.

The initial Shadow of the Reaper is completely capable of dealing with spirit-level cultivators, and as your undead magic improves, the Shadow of the Reaper will become stronger and stronger.

By the way, I've sealed all the necromancy in your mind, and when you're strong enough, it will be automatically unsealed.

Also, the exit of this ancestral hall is behind the carving of the stone wall, and if you break the carving with the undead magic lamp, a passage will appear, and you can safely go out along the passage.

Su Wushuang stared ahead with teary eyes, without a little focus in his eyes.

This world is too cruel and cruel to her.

Not long ago, she was deprived of the lives of all her relatives, and now she has been deprived of the life of Mrs. Mo, who has just become her master.

"Am I an outcast of heaven and earth, why are you so cruel to me? Why?" Su Wushuang let out a heart-rending roar.

After a long time, Su Wushuang wiped his tears and lowered his head to look at the undead magic lamp in his hand.

At this time, the undead magic lamp is no longer the previous undead magic lamp.

The biggest change is that it has changed from a portable lantern to a long-handled lantern.

From a one-meter light handle, it has become a two-meter light handle now.

Although the length has changed, the color has not changed, and it is still as black as ink, like an ordinary black wooden stick.

And the lantern hanging in front of the handle has also changed, from the original cylindrical type, to the current pentagonal shape.

It was originally a dark lantern, but now it glows with a faint phosphorescence, and although it looks a little gloomy, it feels quite beautiful.

On the five prisms of the pentagonal cube, ancient and mysterious lines are also depicted.

Su Wushuang looked at the undead magic lamp in his hand, which had changed a lot, and didn't know what to do, and muttered to himself: "Is this a continuation of Master?"