The whole body of the night is filthy and disgusting.

The mage's robe was rotten, his face was dirty, his boots were either mud or flesh, and he couldn't tell what was exactly what was in a black patch, and his whole body exuded the peculiar stench of corpses.

He took two deep breaths as he collapsed on the city wall, and finally could close his eyes and rest, because no one was dying, and the eyes of the Grim Reaper seemed to be attracted by something else, and finally moved away from this cruel place.

He took out a pot from the space ring and poured it twice in the dark night, and his eyes began to cry.

The most ordinary pot of rum was the only pot in his spatial ring.

Since the death of the good old man, he has not drunk a sip of wine in this world at night, and today he looked at the countless new mounds in front of him, and couldn't help but want to take a sip of this kind of thing, the spicy throat was like fire, and the spicy tears and snot flowed together, but it was really refreshing!

After pouring three mouthfuls, the dark night took out the oil-paper umbrella on his back and put it aside, patted it on it with a pair of dirty big hands, and said, "You shouldn't do this!"

It's like muttering to yourself, and it's like you're being stimulated to babble nonsense.

"Are you talking to the slaves?"

"Who else is there but you and me?"

Looking into the distance in the dark, he took another sip after holding the flask and said coldly, the rum is very spicy, but at this time he always feels that this wine is not strong enough, it is best to take a sip of it and forget everything in front of him, that kind of wine is excellent, but this kind of place can have rum is good.

"You are talking to the slave family in such a tone? Why is there no point in the sweet words before? The man's words are really untrue, and he once swore an alliance with me. ”

Er Yu's voice is always so pleasant, and it is endlessly charming, as if he can always touch the most restless part of a man's heart.

"Hmph, don't talk to me about those useless things, what the hell are you going to do?"

The night gritted his teeth viciously, staring at his oil-paper umbrella.

"It's just swallowing a little wandering soul, look at you, and I didn't swallow your gold coins, as for it?"

"They deserve respect, and you've done something that disgusts me!"

"Respect, respect can be eaten, there are many people who rob these living souls with you, can't you, as a soul necromancer, feel it?

Why don't others have this kind of emotion, but you do?

It's really so tight that the little girl is so admirable!"

Er Yu held up an oil-paper umbrella to cover the top of the night, his own white clothes appeared beside him, holding his knees and staring at a pair of big eyes curiously looking at the angry night, although the language was full of ridicule, but in the ears except temptation is still temptation, there is no other sound.

"Get out! Someone else is someone else, I'm me, I don't care what others do, I can only control myself, and I can control you!"

The night stared at the soul body beside her, which really looked like a living person, knowing that she was getting stronger and stronger, which was never a good thing.

"The most merciful and merciful god of light?"

Er Yu has a pair of tiger teeth, full of playfulness and cuteness, but the eyes in the cuteness are endless contempt and ridicule.

"Conscience!"

"Do you talk to ghosts about conscience? or with a conscience that has been cultivated for more than a thousand years? Giggle~~~"

It's like a couple chatting like glue, and Eryu, who laughs like a silver bell, is so beautiful, not only beautiful, but also has a temperament that fairies in the world don't have.

"Aren't those who died honorable? Even in the heart of the stone, you didn't touch it?"

A pair of eyes in the dark night pasted towards Er Yu, staring directly at his beautiful ghost eyes.

"What kind of respect do you need when you are dead? Those who are alive are heroes! They have all become wandering spirits, and there is only one way to go down to the abyss of hell, is there any difference between being eaten by demons and being eaten by you?"

Er Yu didn't hide in the dark night when he came over, but his eyes lit up, and the cherry mouth was small, and he was a light touch on his lips, like a woman who had been in love for a long time.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

The night was not moved at all, and was pecked, although the first kiss was given to the ghost, but there was not even a trace of ripple in the heart, because the red lips that were pasted over were cold!

"You're hungry, don't you eat when you're hungry?"

Er Yu looked at the night unmoved, and his small mouth leaned towards him again, and the night looked at the peerless red face that was almost close to the distance between his ears and temples, and pushed the grimace out with a slap.

It's nothing to let people kiss it, and it makes the ghost feel like her soul is trembling, even if she is a stunning female ghost.

"I didn't say that you were hungry, don't pretend to be confused with me, the sealing seal is your voluntary seal in your soul, and you have to do everything possible to break through it and devour the soul, this kind of secret technique is not a little bit of a star to improve your strength, right?"

Staring at this ghost in the dark, there are too many things he can't understand, there is a big secret in the stomach of this ghost, he can't figure out what is going on in the East Desert North Mountain Range now, and he doesn't understand why a ghost like her, who is about to enter the holy world, does not stay in the deep mountains and old forests, why does it appear on the edge of that mountain range.

She's rebuilding!

The path to sanctification of the ghost is completely cut off by Monroe and Lingde, and it is a great fate to be able to survive until now, and what she is doing now should be rebuilding.

"You don't seem to be willing to kill the slave family, the last piece of the ghost crystal slave family has been repaired for more than a thousand years, and it's nothing to rebuild it, maybe you will be liberated and free if you die to death, now if you don't save a little money, after you die in one or two hundred years, how can the weak you survive in this cruel world?"

"Perseverance! ”

The night said coldly, unwilling to be a ghost of the soul, he didn't know what to say.

The ghost practice uses evil energy, of course, the resentment generated by people is better, but it will definitely not be applied to the soul to make up for the main thing, this ghost must have other means to enhance his own strength through this method, the night really doesn't know what kind of soul to put next to himself, maybe one day she swallows a certain amount of dead soul, and the devourer doesn't necessarily say it's not necessarily.

"Thank you, my little Langjun!"

"No thanks, don't do it secretly in the future, do it in front of me, see if I can live past two hundred years old, and can I ask you a question?"

"So intimate?Okay, I'll answer you reluctantly, who made you so cute, giggle~~"

"What's going on in the Eastern Desert North Mountain Range?"

The thing that I have always wanted to ask in the dark night, curiosity killed the cat, and it was difficult for him to hold it for so long, and the mouth of the ghost was not ordinarily strict.

"Well....... Do you really want to know?"

"You can tell me!"

"You can't afford it. ”

"It's not Jie, Yagen. Isn't that old man of Roshchuar willing to rebel?

The night stared at Er Yu and sneered.

"That old man can play that big?"

A pair of blank eyes winked at the night, as if to say something insignificant.

"What do you mean?"

The heart of the night is shocked.

"You can't get involved, and it's not something you should be involved with, you are connected to your little life, and you don't want to die once, and that time is enough. ”

"You're not afraid that I'll throw you into the Bright Sect Temple?"

"Are you willing to do it, you are so beautiful! Giggle~~~"

“........”

It's really reluctant, but he doesn't have a penny to do with beauty, and there are a lot of glamorous female ghosts, but he "loves" her alone!

"I want to say a word to you. ”

The dark eyes glanced at Er Yu softly.

"Say! ”

Er Yu looked at the dark eyes and smiled, stretched out his lotus arm and hooked his chin.

"You're getting more and more like a human!"

As soon as the words of the night fell, the palm of his hand glowed with a miserable green light, and a hand knife slipped down in an instant at Er Yu's arm.

"Boom~~~~"

A hissing sound from his soul rushed through his soul, and the night had already been prepared, stabilizing his soul, and the big hand with a grim green look grabbed her slender left leg.

Fiercely grabbed his bare feet, his eyes were clouded, and he snorted, and with both hands, he forcibly cut off one of the long legs condensed by her soul power from his body.

grabbed the broken leg and threw it at his feet, and stomped on his big foot, and suddenly the leg that was beautiful like an angel just now became a scattered silver fragment on the ground.

"Thou art with thee not to share the heavens!"

Er Yu watched the night erupt against her, and she didn't even have time to react, the seal on her forehead almost caused her skull to burst in pain, and her whole body was even more uncontrollable convulsions.

"Since the day I sealed you, I haven't shared the sky, it's okay to swallow souls, but don't surpass me too much in terms of strength, I'm afraid that one day I'll be burned into a soul corpse, and I won't be able to sleep if I don't do this. ”

The night grabbed Er Yu, whose soul was hit hard, and threw it back into the oil-paper umbrella, smiling gloomily.

The oil-paper umbrella still couldn't seal this ghost, and the seal she voluntarily added to himself didn't reassure him, the ghost's words were not credible, let alone a ghost who had practiced for thousands of years and had blood on his hands.

It took more than a thousand years for a powerful ghost to almost cultivate to the point of "refinement", but when it was a recultivation, the dark night would never believe that this powerful ghost would use it for that long, and he would not think that this powerful ghost would spare his life when he was strong in the strength rank.

"Don't think the slave family will help you once in the future!"

There was a vicious voice from the oil-paper umbrella, full of murderous aura.

"You will, trust me!"

Hearing Er Yu's words in the dark night, he twitched the corner of his mouth and put the oil-paper umbrella back on his back.

"No more!"

"You have to believe me, people who were once strong will not endure their current weakness, and will frantically find their past, you know what kind of fate you will face when I die, but not every necromancer is a soul class, so you will still help me.

And don't be resentful, you will do the same when you are in my position.

But one thing I can tell you is that one day when I'm strong enough, I'll give you back your freedom once and for all! ”

"If there is a day, you will make you want to live but not to die. ”

"You won't, maybe you may be attached to my side and say not necessarily, anyway, I feel like you won't leave me in this life, haha~~~"

The depressed mood of coming to the battlefield in the past few days in the dark night, with this loud laugh, is gone, and everything is still under control.