In less than a few breaths, the number of humans dropped sharply, and in the end, only Quanxin, the old man, and the young master in disguise, the three of them were still alive.

"Come back." Open your pockets, let Barto get in, and finish it with all his heart, looking at the old man and the young man.

No, girl.

"You, come here." Finger girl, with an interested look on her face.

For the protagonist or promoter of the many plots of this future game, the wholehearted interest is still not small.

Maybe in her, something interesting can be found.

For example, a ring on her finger, if she remembers correctly, the name of the ring should be called Dark Refining, a ring that is considered a demigod.

There are several effects of rings.

The first one, the success rate of refining potions is increased by one percent.

Second, when Metal Gear is being equipped, the chance is increased by one level.

The third, cast a spell, and the effect is increased by 50%.

These three main attributes make it a secondary king among demigods.

Although it is not very useful, it is a status symbol.

"What are you going to do, my lord?" The girl hadn't moved yet, and the old man opened his mouth nervously, using his body to protect the girl.

"Don't waste my time, even if the dark moon comes, I'm not afraid, don't think that your identity is special, I won't kill you, it's just a little annoying at most, revenge curse, I'm not afraid." looked at the old man coldly, and was very unhappy with him wholeheartedly.

One more time, all killed.

Leaving the two of them is just the memory of the previous life waking up, and there is some sighing.

His time is precious.

"Uncle De, let me go." The girl spoke, and her voice was very much like that of a man, but she was 100% sure that she was a woman.

It must have used a voice-changing spell, a not-so-clever spell.

The girl stood up step by step, walked to Quanxin's side, and looked at Quanxin carefully.

A pair of black pupils, looking at Quanxin, black hair is a little messy, and her face is a little black, but these can't hide her specialness.

The eyes, in particular, are fascinating.

Stretched out his hand, and touched it with all his heart under her trembling body.

First of all, I touched the Adam's apple and twisted it directly.

The Adam's apple is false, then the thorax, then the underneath.

I touched them all and pulled out the pretended items.

Looking at those fake Adam's apples, fake organs, I want to laugh with all my heart.

These things are all toys, no, some alchemy props, if you don't touch them with your own hands, you can't notice them with your eyes alone.

"I'm calling you Roland? Or something else, I kind of forget. Looking at the girl, he asked suspiciously.

In her previous life, there were many names about her, but there was no name for her in the Dark Moon Empire.

It's just that some speculate that it's dark. Roland, because this is the name of the only princess who is missing.

"I'm dark. Roland, I wonder where you heard my name? The trembling of being **, as well as the panic of being recognized by her name, made Princess Roland even more afraid.

She didn't know what went wrong, and in her calculations, this kind of thing would not have happened.

However, things did not go unexpected.

The powerful wholeheart suddenly appeared, blocking the direction she was about to escape, and even the summoned saint-level hell creature made all her thoughts ruin.

Those props in the ring are useless to a saint-level powerhouse, and they will even annoy the other party.

She has nothing to do.

She could only tremble, she could only pray, hoping that the gods would still pay attention to her and give her hope.

"Oh, Roland? Your father isn't dead yet? Looking at Roland, he asked with a relaxed heart.

"Nope." Roland replied cautiously, the trembling of his body slowly disappeared, and a blush appeared on his dark cheeks.

The shy Roland adds a lot of charm.

"Oh, it's a pity that I didn't kill your father, his corpse should be considered good material." He smiled, but the wholehearted smile, combined with his voice, made Roland's body tremble.

The old man trembled and couldn't speak.

At this moment, the two of them finally discovered the identity of Quanxin, an evil necromancer.

On the bodies of the dead people present, the dark death qi was being absorbed by him, and that kind of death qi could not be discovered at all unless he watched it intently.

The person in front of him was not a demon summoner, but a more evil and terrifying necromancer.

Roland, scared.

If she encounters a demon summoner or a hell summoner, at most she will pay the price and become a slave of the other party, she will still be able to live.

But in the face of a mad necromancer, nothing exists, only death, and at this time they pursue.

"What, scared?" Looking at Roland's scared look, in his heart, he felt so funny.

In her previous life, Roland can be regarded as one of the top ten beautiful NPCs in the game, and ranked second, second only to Angel Beauty, everything about her, her charm, and her conspiracy deeply attracted players and made countless players become her fans.

Now, Roland is nothing more than a trembling Mianyang, waiting for him to enjoy.

Some evil thoughts rise, and I feel with all my heart that coming to this continent may be a fun thing, and maybe, it can also satisfy something that could not be done in the previous life.

For example, let Roland be his toy.

Or is it the plot of manipulating the continent? Let everything go his way?

A lot of thoughts are echoing in my mind, and I can't stop for a long time.

For the first time, in the case of an injury, the whole heart began to get excited, began to feel interesting, and began to be full of anticipation.

"I, I'm ......" Roland was hesitant, not knowing what to say.

Her head was a little bigger, and she was calculating whether the scrolls in the ring could kill a necromancer.

After calculating more than a dozen times, Roland's lost discovery was useless.

Even if you destroy the body of the necromancer, but you can't destroy the soul of the necromancer, that is a failure, a necromancer, the key to him is only the soul.

The soul is immortal, the body is broken, it's a big deal to change it.

The one in front of me is the body I just got.

The threat of death is so near.

Even when he was chased by his uncle's men, he didn't feel this way.

Roland, there is nothing to be done.

"Don't be afraid, want revenge? Want to become the Empress of the Darkmoon Empire? Want to be the master of the continent? Looking at Roland, his mouth opened with all his heart.

Seductive voices came out.

The whole heart seemed to be incarnated as a demon in hell, or a devil in the abyss, and the voice full of temptation made Roland even more afraid.

Could it be that the person in front of him is not only a necromancer, but also a demon or a devil.

Want her soul, but also her body?

He, don't want to let go of anything?

"Woo woo woo ......"

Roland, crying, scared to tears.

Under the words of the whole heart, I did not feel temptation or confusion, but felt that death was so near.

It's just fourteen-year-old Roland, and it's sad to cry.

That's a heartbreak.

Covering his head, he felt humiliated with all his heart.

Seducing and seducing a little girl, it turned out to be a failure, and instead of arousing her desire, she was full of fear and pessimism, and he was too unsuccessful.

"Shut up!"