As soon as the black-robed necromancer disappeared, a meaningful smile appeared on Wang Zheng's face. Of course, he knew that the necromancer was not giving up, but must be brewing his next move.

In this regard, Wang Zheng said that it didn't matter, the soldiers would just block the water and cover the earth.

Even in order to cooperate with the necromancer's plan, Wang Zheng pretended not to know the road, and deviated from the main road with a confused face all the way.

The flow of people on the street was a lot colder, and at this moment, at the turn not far ahead, a black-robed figure lowered his head and walked towards Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng's eyes flashed, I've been waiting for you for so long, and I'm finally here!

Wang Zheng's eyes wandered, as if he was looking at the customs around him, while the necromancer walked straight towards Wang Zheng and inadvertently collided with Wang Zheng's body.

When two people collide on the street, even if their thoughts are wandering, they will subconsciously look at each other in this situation.

The necromancer, who has been planning for a long time, and Wang Zheng, who is well versed in acting, both understand this, so the two look at each other at the same time with a tacit understanding.

Compared with the necromancer, Wang Zheng's eyes were a little more annoyed and surprised, and he vividly interpreted a passerby who collided with others because of his distraction.

At this look, Wang Zheng's eyes were a pair of turquoise eyes, and the remnant green flames in those eyes were constantly swirling, turning into a deep spiral nest, as if they wanted to devour Wang Zheng's soul.

A spiritual shock rushed straight into Wang Zheng's mind, feeling the huge but relatively small power, Wang Zheng smiled secretly in his heart, and froze with his gaze.

His eyes flickered, and his thin face under the black robe showed a satisfied smile, and he said to Wang Zheng, who was like a puppet: "Okay, come with me." ”

With that, the necromancer walked forward first, and behind him, Wang Zheng followed like a marionette.

After wandering through the streets and alleys, the necromancer led Wang Zheng to a dilapidated courtyard in a slum.

After entering the courtyard, the necromancer first waved his sleeves, and the dark magic element stirred, and the entire courtyard was immediately protected by the magic array. Then he took three steps and two steps, and walked towards the gloomy hut.

In the hut, there was a faint coughing sound.

After the figure of the necromancer disappeared into the courtyard, Wang Zheng's dull gaze regained his clarity, and the almost supernatural vision brought by the Three Panjing unfolded, and everything in the hut was displayed in front of Wang Zheng's eyes.

Back in the hut, the necromancer removed the broad hood from his head, revealing a scary, skeletal face, with slear, scorched hair as if malnourished.

"It's a......"

Wang Zheng looked at the thin body inexplicably, and the shriveled bulge on her chest explained her gender.

It's just that the group of necromancers doesn't seem to care about their appearance at all, only to see her eyes full of tenderness and distress looking at the half-grown teenager lying on the bed, with a terrifying smile on her face: "Brother, are you better?"

When the half-grown boy heard this, he smiled hard, and didn't see him get up, but responded weakly: "Sister, you're back." ”

Caressing the young man's face with his skinny palm, the necromancer said to himself with emotion: "Come back, give my sister a little more time, and my sister will be able to heal you." ”

The young man opened his mouth, and just as he was about to say something, the necromancer's eyes glared: "Hurry up and have a good rest, my sister is going to do an experiment." ”

As he spoke, he ignored the stubborn eyes of the young man, turned around and walked outside.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng hurriedly returned to his previous sluggish appearance again. But in my mind, I began to think about the information I had just gotten.

He could see the state of the young man clearly, although the young man was stubborn and did not show any pain, but Wang Zheng still clearly saw that the young man's entire vertebrae were completely shattered.

The necromancer could deduce from a few words that she was frantically conducting some kind of experiment aimed at healing her brother's shattered spine.

"So, I was so unfortunate that she was used as a prey, as a test subject?"

Wang Zheng knew in his heart that although this necromancer couldn't see through his fourth-order cultivation, Wang Zheng, who had refined the blood of the dragon and phoenix and cultivated the Three Pan Sutra, could see his vigorous breath of life.

"Hmm...... Although most necromancers are humanoid and ghostly, the main reason is the erosion of the dark element and the aura of death. ”

"To put it bluntly, the meditation method is not advanced enough to have such drawbacks. But this is the kind of method, and she can still force this necromancer to cultivate to the level of the third order, which is enough to show her talent. ”

As a qualified actor and director, it can be said that it is a necessary skill to observe words and emotions and observe the daily life of life. Just from a simple conversation, Wang Zheng judged a lot of useful information.

Of course, Wang Zheng did not forget to act as if he had been controlled by the divine soul, and closely followed the footsteps of the necromancer to a small remote room.

The furnishings of the small room are simple, one might even say shabby.

However, after the necromancer recited the magic spell, a large tunnel appeared in the shabby room.

Inside the tunnel, Wang Zheng clearly felt a cold breath lingering. It is the wailing of the dead, the grievance of the dead.

The necromancer, who was also sensitive to the breath of death, also felt that breath, but she just snorted coldly, and walked towards the depths of the tunnel with Wang Zheng's face unchanged.

After passing through a small tunnel, the space suddenly opened up, and a wide underground secret room appeared in front of Wang Zheng's eyes.

The martial arts divine sense glanced vaguely for a week, and Wang Zheng was inevitably surprised in his heart.

Is this bold enough?

Just now, Wang Zheng found countless white bones piled up in various corners of the secret room.

There are elves, dragons, monsters, frost giants, and even vaguely regular fluctuations, suspected of being descendants of gods......

And the common feature of these white bones is that the breath of life is unusually vigorous, of course, compared to Wang Zheng, their breath of life is not enough.

After all, judging from the bones, these existences are only third-order cultivation.

At this moment, Wang Zheng suddenly found that the necromancer was staring at him with burning eyes, and before Wang Zheng could react, he heard her hoarse muttering to herself:

"It's really a great talent, and it's almost the same as my younger brother at the beginning. ”

"With such a good test subject, my brother's body will definitely be able to recover. When the time comes, with my brother's talent, I will definitely be able to avenge our family!"