He Ruozhi excitedly opened the door of the house, passed through the lobby made of black rock, and a fish jumped forward and rolled over on the goose feather bed, shouting at the pillow.

"It worked, I finally succeeded!"

His clothes were tattered and smelled of blood, and even the filthiest beggar was much cleaner than he was, the result of three months of hellish training!

In the course of three months, he had slept in the land of the dead, been slaughtered by the Shadow more than a thousand times, and had stood like a goose on a stump for five days and five nights, and he had done everything a fool would do.

But it was all worth it, because today he had smashed the Shadow's head for the first time!

Good, high, happy!

He Ruozhi hugged the pillow and slept comfortably, now there are few things in his dreams, and the cowardly and mediocre self seems to have disappeared for a long time and will never come back.

"Hmm...... Ruozhi ......"

A very playful voice echoed in He Ruozhi's ears, something was gently tearing at his ears, and then striking his cheeks with a deft tongue.

He Ruozhi opened his eyes slightly, staring at the flawless face in front of him stupidly, his consciousness seemed to have not come back to his senses, thinking that he was still in a dream, and unceremoniously hugged the soft jade body.

The beauty burst out laughing, and unceremoniously rubbed her plump body against He Ruozhi.

It wasn't until He Ruozhi saw the mysterious flame in her eyes that she was full of ** that she swept away, and couldn't help screaming.

"Hell!"

"What!" Monica said unhappily, "Isn't you the only one in such a big city, and the others are ghosts!" ”

"You, who are you?" He Ruozhi pulled up the sheet and covered the vital point, damn it, what kind of special training is this?

Belch...... But this kind of training seems to be quite interesting, at least much more fun than fighting a black-mouthed guy like Phantom......

"My name is Monica...... Don't confuse me with the ugly stuff of the skeletons, for Her Majesty the Dark Empress and I are from the same origin, immortal lichs! ”

Now He Ruozhi knows what kind of lich the dark queen is.

But what the hell is a lich?

Monica smiled slightly: "We, so to speak, are the nobles of the undead, and we are also the dominant force in the undead world, because we are able to use necromancy to summon those skeleton soldiers full of resentment. You must know that naturally formed skeleton warriors are very rare, and most warriors need to be summoned by our lichs in order to find their own mission, think about it, in the future, you can also summon your own skeleton warriors to form a powerful army of the undead......"

A picture appeared in front of He Ruozhi's eyes: the background is a big city in ruins, the protagonist is countless handsome and dashing mecha knights, and he plays the role of a villain, commanding an army of ugly and terrifying skeletons......

Uh, it seems to be a terrible look.

Monica pursed her lips and snickered, and twisted it lightly on He Ruozhi's face: "You look so cute in a daze, I believe the empress will definitely like such a cute boy." ”

He Ruozhi was stunned again, damn, he accepted such a hard training, not to be a ** for that bullshit dark queen, right?

, these people have been here for 5,000 years, isn't that empress at least 5,000 years old? I don't know what kind of old monster it is, and I might as well die if I want to serve her myself!

Thinking of this, He Ruozhi pushed Monica away with all his strength, and shouted loudly: "I don't want this dark queen to like, you might as well kill me with a knife!" ”

Monica was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, she touched He Ruozhi's face and said, "Little girl, things are not what you imagined......"

"So, what's that?"

"Anyway, when the time comes, I will be sure to have your benefits, and my sister will never lie to you. After learning all the magic skills of the undead world, you don't want to be windy and rainy in the real world, really, even if others want to learn from my sister, I won't teach it! ”

This is not entirely a lie, because the way of magic requires considerable wisdom to understand, and the brains of those skeleton soldiers are just empty, and it took five thousand years for the world to evolve into ordinary people, which shows how low their IQ is.

Although He Ruozhi's intelligence is not very good, after all, a modern person who has received a complete basic education, he is much better than those ancient farmers in terms of comprehension and reading level.

"And...... Once you've learned necromancy, you're ready to leave this world! Monica said with a smile.

When He Ruozhi heard the news, he jumped up happily: "Is this true? ”

"Of course, how could my sister lie to you?"

"Then, then I will promise you!"

Although necromancy sounds quite terrifying, and it will not be of much use in modern society, in order to go home early, He Ruozhi still agreed.

Monica smiled slightly, her lips glowed with a demonic luster, and then she hugged He Ruozhi firmly and kissed him deeply.

“！”

He Ruozhi was completely stupid.

In a trance, the other party seemed to have crossed something from his body into his body, as if it was a round bead, but He Ruozhi did not feel uncomfortable at all, but felt very comfortable.

"What did you pour into my stomach!" He Ruozhi's face turned red, he looked like a junior brother, and he didn't know where to put his two hands.

The witch Monica still didn't want to let him go, she chuckled and leaned into He Ruozhi's ear, bit his earlobe and said: "That's our lich's treasure book for practicing necromantic magic, "Demon Language", all necromantic magic is recorded in "Demon Language", once your strength reaches a certain level of cultivation, those magic skills will automatically appear in your mind, and now you should be able to learn some simple necromantic magic, why not try it?" ”

He Ruozhi frowned, abandoned all distracting thoughts according to the method Monica said, and put all his thoughts on the magic bead in his abdomen, and after a while, he really felt a chill in his lower abdomen, and this coolness was like a clear spring, and it soon surged into his brain.

Mysterious spells flashed in his mind one by one, deeply imprinting the evil and demonic undead magic in He Ruozhi's sea of consciousness!

He Ruozhi was taken aback, wouldn't he never be able to get out of touch with some undead? Dry!

He remembered the plot that often happened in novels, where an innocent character was killed because he carried a valuable treasure, could it be his turn this time?

"This, this thing is too valuable, how can I ask for it!"

Monica sighed faintly: "Indeed, this is the treasure of the entire undead clan, and the undead clan that has lost the Demon Whisper will soon fall apart." ”

"And you're going to give it to me?" He Ruozhi is very strange.

Monica explained: "Do you think we really want to do this? But what if I don't give you "Demon Language"? After five thousand years of erosion, the dark energy has gradually been exhausted, and this space will soon collapse, and our undead clan is about to enter the abyss of destruction, and "Demon Language" is just a funeral object for us......"

He Ruozhi was slightly stunned, the other party's sadness didn't seem to be fake, could it be that the world was really about to collapse?