This painful sound made Fuhang and Fuding extra vigilant. The two of them crept up and walked towards the room in the second city.

The houses here look like they haven't been inhabited for a long time, and there are a lot of web-forming spiders in the vacant houses.

Fu Hang clearly saw the black shadow walking towards the house on the left, and Fu Hang took the ash messenger that emitted holy light, and stepped into this room step by step.

"Woo." The sound of sobbing elicited the voices of Fuhang and Fuding. The voice of the voice, the sound of sobbing is particularly cold.

"Why bother my life." An undead cringed in a corner, speaking bitterly.

It turned out to be a child-turned-undead, a false alarm. Fu Hang quickly put away the power of the Ash Bringer's Holy Light and put the Ember Bringer on his shoulder again. so as not to hurt this weak undead.

The child became a spirit of the dead, unable to withstand the scorching of the Light.

This is the first time Fuhang has seen such a situation. He looked at Fording as if asking for help, very helpless. Whether to purify the undead in front of him, or to keep him here. Let the army of the future come, and he will eradicate it.

This problem has put both Fuhang and Fuhang in a dilemma.

Looking at what this little undead said, it was obvious that he had regained consciousness. Probably, he is also in the midst of a painful struggle.

"Big brother, are you paladins?" The little undead cowered in the corner and said in a weak voice.

For a moment, Fuhang didn't know how to answer. I could only nod my head.

"Are you going to kill me, then?" The words of the little undead were like a sharp blade, piercing Fuhang's heart.

Fuhang smiled bitterly, and he glanced at Fordin. Ferdin's face was also full of sadness.

"No, it won't." Fu Hang smiled bitterly.

Kr'thugad of the Damn Force, Scourge of the Dog Day. When you hurt all of Lordaeron, did you think about the calamity you brought? It was the first time that Fuhang had so genuinely hated these filthy forces.

What a lich king, all fucking executioners, should be wiped out of this world!

The little undead stopped crying, and his sunken eyes seemed to shine. He asked hopefully, "Brother Paladin, can I ever change back to my original self?" The stiff face of the little undead showed a hint of a smile.

The plague in the little undead is not a curse. He can't be like Sylvanas, who can be resurrected in a way. The undead are a species, and their current state is equivalent to survival. It's almost impossible to be human.

Ferding patted Fuhang on the shoulder and said, "Let's face the reality and tell this little undead the truth." ”

Fu Hang's heart was sour, such a small life made him suffer so much.

Fu Hang, who leaned down, patted the shoulder of the little undead who had no flesh and blood, and the fleshless skin, Fu Hang wanted to put his hand on the knife.

"Little friend, uncle can't turn you into a human, uncle can't do that." Fuhang couldn't help the pain in his heart, and a tear full of helplessness slipped down his face.

The little undead shook his head, and his withered hand wiped away the tears from his face for Fu Hang.

"Big brother, it's okay. Don't be sad, I've been what I am since I was very young. The little undead also comforted Fuhang.

Fuhang couldn't help it anymore, what the hell was wrong with this world. Such cruel things can happen. Who did this kid offend? His life, why should he live such a life.

Old Ferding pulled Fuhang over, and his face was also gloomy.

"We, as paladins, are defending humanity. Don't be nostalgic, let's set off early tomorrow and leave this piece of pure land to this little undead. Furding comforted Fuhang.

Fu Hang endured the pain, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Kids, we're leaving. We'll leave here tomorrow, and you'll live here. Fu Hang held back the sadness in his heart, looked at the little undead and said.

"Will you come back, big brother. You're the first person I've ever met. "The little undead never seems to have been out of this building, and he has some nostalgia for Fuhang now.

"Yes, little friend, when you grow up, I will definitely send you to a place where you can grow." Fuhang said decisively.

"Really? Will you come back again? "The little undead have some anticipation.

"Will definitely be back." Fuhang nodded.

"Then I'll wait here for Big Brother." The little undead shrank back into the corner and watched Fuhang leave.

Fu Hang slowly walked out of the room and looked at Ferding blankly. "Old knight, have you ever been in such a situation before?" Fu Hang asked.

"Yes." Old Fording replied.

"So what did you do with it?" Fuhang continued to ask.

"Clear the evil of a qiē, humans and the undead cannot coexist!" Although Ferdin's face was sad, his attitude towards the undead was still resolute.

There is nothing wrong with such an attitude. As a paladin of humanity, Ferdin's basic starting point must be human.

"Have you ever wondered about a day with the dead?" Fuhang felt that after the undead woke up, it would be impossible to kill them all, and it would be the best choice to gather them in a city and let them live together.

"There is no such possibility, the undead are the undead, how can they live with humans. Evil and justice cannot coexist. Old Ferding refused to help the voyage.

However, Fu Hang had an idea in his heart that the undead would one day get out of control. On the contrary, they have human minds and compete with humans for territory. This battle still needs to be fought, and the battle with the undead is not known for how long it will last.

As long as there are undead in this world, then these undead will continue to create undead, because they want to survive, they have to have their own territory and life.

"So when exactly is this battle going to be defeated, the endless battle?" The navigator sighed.

Furding looked at Fuhang and said, "In my lifetime, it seems that I will not see humans solve the problem of the undead, but I believe that you have the ability. If you really have an idea, I pin all my hopes on you. If one day, there will really be coexistence, then I also hope that the undead will have their own city and live on their own. ”

Fu Hang lifted the Ash Messenger and said firmly, "I believe that there will be." However, old knight, be confident, you will have more to do in your lifetime, and the burden of Lordaeron's revival is still on you. ”

Old Ferding shook his head and chuckled, and said meaningfully: "The revival of Lordaeron still depends on you young people, us old fellows, sooner or later we will withdraw from the stage of history. (To be continued.) )