Lu Jingzhi didn't directly reach out to take it, but looked up blankly and asked, "What is this?" It looks like a boomerang, but this shape is a bit strange, and it can't be made by ordinary blacksmiths. ”

Lord Wren smirked and said, "No matter how clever a magician is, he doesn't know the creation of humans. Let me tell you, this thing is called a 'gun'. Uncle gave you a meeting gift, don't take it quickly, be careful not for a while. This is not false, although he obviously handed it to Lu Jingzhi, he was actually a little reluctant, after all, in order to get this thing, it cost him the lives of several zombies.

Lu Jingzhi took it, looked through it carefully, and saw that the gun was safe, against the sleeve, and there was already a magazine on the handle, but I didn't know if there were any bullets in it. The body and grip of the gun are oily and slippery, there is not a trace of rust at all, and you can tell at a glance that it is a new gun. After a little thought, he had a plan in his heart, and raised his head and said: "Uncle Wren, what's so good about this thing? I'm afraid that you are using it to bluff me, a child who has never seen the world, why don't you give me the long sword at your waist." As he spoke, he handed back the Colt 1911 pistol in his hand. There is nothing wrong with him calling himself a child, although he is a great undead and a high-ranking knight, but he only looks like he is in his early tens.

Wren really didn't know what this thing was for, but when he was chasing a group of humans of unknown origin, he accidentally found this thing on the corpse of a human being, as well as those bullets, and then took it out to coax the child, but it was exposed. So he laughed and said: "What kind of Lao Tzu, what kind of son you have, you Lao Tzu is a stingy ghost, and you are also a good person who sees money." With that, he untied the long sword at his waist and handed it over.

Duke Wensha hurriedly stopped him and said angrily to Lu Jingzhi: "You kid, why can't you get off the stage for your uncle in front of so many people! This long sword is also what you want? This is the guy who Uncle Wren is famous for, you are coming, how can he fight." Originally, Lu Jingzhi only had to take advantage of the situation to excuse himself, and Ren's face also had a light, and Lu Jingzhi also had a look of knowing how to advance and retreat.

But Wren is the most unprovoked kind of personality, hearing Duke Wensha say this, he didn't give Lu Jingzhi a chance to excuse himself, and even stuffed the sword into Lu Jingzhi's arms with a sheath, let him hold it, and said: "What are you talking about? Even if I am bare-handed, can those Bosatan chickens do anything to me?"

When Duke Wensha saw that Wren was not only bad twice, but he couldn't help but get angry: "What are you? I kindly persuade you, but you blame me, is it possible that you are going into battle like this?"

Lu Jingzhi saw that the two great undead were about to quarrel over this trivial matter, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, and said, "Uncle, father, please allow Xiao'er to say a word." ”

Duke Windsor and Wren nodded at the same time, "Say it." After that, they felt that the other party was snatching their own lines, and they glared at each other angrily.

Lu Jingzhi picked up the sword and said, "Uncle, I have a child's heart, and I like to listen to stories, so why don't you tell me how to get this strange thing, just treat it as a story." As long as you agree, the sword will be returned as it is. What do you think?"

Wren took the sword in his hand, tied it around his waist again, and said, "I knew that you liked to listen to stories, I should have brought a few more stories, and you wouldn't be wronged by calling these uncles." You can't use this sword anyway, so I'll store it here with my uncle first, and when I turn around, my uncle will catch a few humans who can strike iron, and give you a few small swords to play with, you say, okay?"

Lu Jingzhi nodded and said, "That's naturally excellent, and I ask my uncle to tell me where this thing came from." As he spoke, he held the barrel of the gun upside down, and struck it twice in the east and west like a small hammer, but the hand was gentle, for fear of breaking the thing.

Wren smiled: "Although I don't know how to play this thing, it's obviously impossible to look at you like this." Well, I'll tell you how it took me a few undead slaves to get my hands on it. ”

Undead slaves are newly born zombies or skeletons that have no intelligence, no sense of autonomy, and act on the orders of their masters. As they take longer, they become more agile. At a certain point, you can obey the orders of the intelligent infantry like human slaves, and do things for them that do not require brains and judgment, such as capturing human slaves. So generally speaking, undead slaves have a higher status than human slaves.

On that day, Wren led a few undead infantry to patrol his territory, and found a few humans from afar, so he asked a few undead slaves to go after him. If there are humans who walk around in their own territory and do not live in the village, they must be human slaves who have escaped and must be caught and executed. But when the undead slaves had just come closer, they suddenly heard a few soft snapping sounds, and the undead slaves suddenly broke their hands and feet, fell to the ground, and two of their heads were broken and died.

Wren was furious when he saw this, and ordered the infantry to attack, and he himself was clothed in plate armor, and he was not afraid of arrows, so he rushed forward with his sword. Suddenly, the snapping sound sounded again, and several small, black and small featherless arrows flew towards him, and he hurriedly rolled down to dodge, and with a sword flew in his hand, piercing one of them in the chest. Seeing this, the other humans snapped and shot the featherless arrows, and fled without their lives, and then jumped on an iron beast, and could no longer catch up, and the infantry followed after a few steps and gave up. On the man who had been hit in the chest, the undead infantrymen found these things and offered them.

When Lu Jingzhi heard this, he was sad. I thought that someone had strayed into the world of the dead and was killed, so he got into a car and fled. What can make these undead can't catch up must be cars. If they had driven armored vehicles or tanks, with a few undead infantry and a small lord, they would have turned around and killed them a long time ago. It's just not known if the dead man was buried, and if there is anything else usable on him. Thinking of this, he looked up and said, "What a surprise to me, uncle, where did you meet those humans?"

Wren said solemnly: "Boy, don't think that humans are cowardly, otherwise you will suffer a big loss." Although they are much more fragile than us, don't forget, there was once an immortal genius among them, who almost led his troops to the royal capital. Thankfully, their king was cowardly, and they were able to stop and be slowly wiped out. ”

Lu Jing's heart was shocked, he knew that Lord Wren was talking about that human legend more than a thousand years ago. After straying into the realm of the undead, humanity once developed a glorious civilization, but unfortunately it declined in the infighting between the monarchs and ministers, and was finally conquered by the army of the undead. The undead remembered the might of the humans, even though those humans had long since failed, and they didn't even cross the Brimstone Lake far when they were at their strongest.

Although Duke Wensha knew that Wren regarded Lu Jingzhi as a member of the undead, he still felt that Wren was sarcastically saying that he should not hand over the command of the army to Lu Jingzhi, and couldn't help but say, "You are too careful, Wren." Are those human slaves scared away from your bravery? Name where you were attacked, and see how our father and son deal with the human slaves who dare to escape. ”

Wren also said angrily: "You want to die so much, why don't you go up and charge in the first battle? Isn't it better to die at the hands of the noble undead than at the hands of those deceitful humans? As a warning to those human slaves, I will not even confiscate the corpse, and every human who passes by the side of the road will see his corpse. ”

Lu Jing's heart trembled, and he secretly made up his mind that he would bury this kind of person no matter what, and let him be buried in the ground.

The banquet went straight to dawn, and Lu Jingzhi was too young to hold on, so he ran to the door of the hall in a daze and sat on the ground to take a nap, carrying the pistol that Wren gave him in his arms. Although this cheap uncle is an undead, he is full of refreshment, although he is useless in taking the pistol, it is definitely a rare thing in the undead world, and he will definitely make a lot of money by selling it to undead nobles who have a habit of collecting. But he gave it to himself without care. When he said that he was going to look for those humans, he also earnestly told himself not to go, for fear that he would be in danger. As for the quarrel between him and the Duke of Windsor, it was nothing more than a sarcasm between old friends, and no one was serious. This Uncle Wren seems to be quite good.

He thought, and fell asleep. Suddenly the moonlight came out of the thick clouds and shone on him, as if a clear veil covered him, as if ...... It's like the skirt of that dragon beauty.

Lu Jingzhi sneezed, shrunk his body, and wanted to change his position to sleep again, but he opened his eyes without advice, but he couldn't close them anymore. He saw the skirt, right in front of him.

Lu Jingzhi slowly raised his head, the beauty of the dragon clan, the woman called the crown prince and the queen mother, stood in front of him, looking at the moon outside the window, stunned.

At that moment, Lu Jingzhi thought that he was still dreaming, because he could feel his soul flying out, circling around the woman three times, and returning to his body, but he couldn't move a finger. He wanted to talk to her, but he was afraid that he would scare her away as soon as he said it, so he might as well let her enjoy the moon here. He, on the other hand, sat on the ground and admired her silhouette. It's so bright, even brighter than the moonlight.

She felt his gaze, turned her head and smiled at him, put her finger to her lips, and said, "Shhhh

Lu Jingzhi nodded hurriedly, indicating that he understood and would not make a sound.

She sat down, sat at Lu Jingzhi's feet, hugged her knees, and still looked at the moon. Lu Jingzhi sat so close to her that he could even see the delicate fluff on her skin, shining in the moonlight. He still didn't dare to say a word, for fear that she would be frightened by him, or hate his rambling and long-windedness.

Did she talk to him? Could he have had the privilege of knowing her?

If you want to know what happens next, let's see the next breakdown.