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"Poof...... Ahem...... "Reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Qin Hao took a deep breath and withdrew the power of the summon.

As a result, in the sky, the undead bone dragon retracted behind the spatial rift, and the rift in time and space gradually healed with the withdrawal of the maintenance power.

Standing in the middle of the city, holding the little girl's torn body, Qin Hao glanced back at the battle that was still going on in the distant sky, belonging to the ninth order, vibrated his wings and rose into the night sky, and turned to leave.

The ninth-order master is not something he can compete with now, and his summoning can only maintain a momentary attack, and in the face of Clyde, he has no power to fight back.

So, he had no choice but to leave.

Defeated!

Although he killed several great enemies, Qin Hao's heart was still extremely lost, and there was a heart-rending pain that made him hateful. This time he was really defeated...... Here he has lost so much, too much.

I didn't want to swear childishly, I didn't want to drink bold words, my heart hurt only to know myself, holding the little girl's scarred body, he flew silently all the way to the depths of the forest.

Far away from Cassania City, I don't know when I'll be back.

Perhaps, it will never come back......

The locusts covered the earth, and the sky was darkened with storms, and it rained heavily.

Darkness and the shadow of death claim that day. Dense clouds rested on it, and the eclipse terrorized it. The dawn of the day meets the darkness, and the noon groping is like the night.

He turned back in the darkness, but was waited for by the sword.

So he wandered in search of food, but was blinded by darkness and flooded by icy floods.

He was driven from the light to the darkness and driven out of the world by the darkness.

He has lost all his treasures, and the fire that cannot be extinguished by man will consume him, and will consume his soul.

Then her lamp shone on his head, and he sailed through the darkness by her light.

The pact draws a line around the surface of the water, until the junction of light and darkness.

Finally, she said in the dark.

At first, it was far away and dark.

When hatred explodes, there is fire.

When the wound is scarred, it is dirt.

The cry of pain gave birth to the wind.

What seeped down from heaven was a sea of tears.

We are born of darkness.

The world is covered with knowledge.

It is for anger, hurt, pain, and sorrow.

The moment he stood on the ruins, he finally remembered the line of inscriptions he had seen on the pedestal of the stone statue in the Void City. But the locusts did not appear, the rain did not fall, and he did not even see the so-called darkness and the shadow of death.

But the contract that held one qiē, the other person who signed the contract, was dead.

Under his gaze, in front of his eyes, just like that.

Died completely, died painfully, painfully...... Even his heart was trembling.

Qin Hao raised his head, the cold moonlight sprinkled on his face, and in the night wind, there was a purple hair fluttering lonely in the wind.

The cry of pain gave birth to the wind, and the heavens seeped down a sea of tears......

The endless mountain forest quickly retreated from under his feet, and Qin Hao had an indescribable tiredness.

Two hundred miles away from the city of Cassania, a light and shadow appeared in front of him, blocking Qin Hao's way.

The once neat dress had become a little torn, and in some places there were even black marks from the burning fire. A supple jet-black show danced lightly in the night wind, and the white arms could be seen in the cold moonlight outside the half-cut sleeves of his shirt torn by energy.

Appearing in front of Qin Hao's eyes again, Onexia's face was deeply apologetic.

Gathering the black dragon wings behind him, Onexia lowered her head and whispered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qin Hao...... I didn't know that Miss Eve was the daughter of the patriarch of the Green Dragons. ”

Qin Hao smiled miserably and shook his head, "It's not your fault, if you hadn't arrived in time, maybe even I would have died now...... And if I hadn't been so stupid and had persevered a bit, the Master might have agreed to leave the Hillman Empire. ”

"In the end, tonight's result is all my own fault, master, she is still young and doesn't understand the sinister hearts of people, so it's okay to have illusions about the emperor and the green dragon clan, I was even confused with her...... I'm really, so bad. ”

Onexia hesitated for a moment, looked at the battered body of the little girl in Qin Hao's arms, and asked softly, "What are you going to do next?"

"The master is dead, and it doesn't make sense for me to stay in the main plane," Qin Hao looked up at the night sky above his head and said quietly, "After burying the master, I should also go back to the demon realm, and in the next time, I still have to be a demon." When the strength is strong, I will return to the main plane to help the master take revenge. ”

In the midst of an unspeakable silence, Onexia suddenly remembered something, took out a scroll and handed it to Qin Hao.

"This ......" hesitated to take the scroll handed over by the girl, Qin Hao was a little confused, "...... What is it?"

"Before leaving, my grandfather gave me," Onexia explained softly, "and he said that I would see you, so I will give you the scroll, and you may be able to use it." ”

Qin Hao hesitated and opened the magic scroll, looking at the complex magic patterns crisscrossing it, he vaguely felt a little familiar, "This is ......"

"The resurrection scroll of the dead!" Qin Hao was puzzled, but Erin behind him was shocked, "How did the old man named Nesario get this kind ......of high-level magic scroll that was secretly passed down by the undead clan? What is the origin of that old man?"

Qin Hao sighed, "That Mr. Nesario should be the old man of the Black Dragon Clan, right? Isn't the Dragon Clan having a habit of collecting items? It's not incomprehensible where he collected a high-level scroll of the Undead Clan...... It's just, what's the use of this scroll?"

"With it, you can bring Miss Lilia back to life," Erin said, then hesitated a little, "but after that, perhaps...... There will be some side effects. ”

Qin Hao was stunned, "Side effects?"

"When Miss Lilia is resurrected, she will transform into an undead creature, which means ...... She will become an immortal undead, or ...... Corpse. ”

Onexia looked at Qin Hao, who was stunned, sighed, and said softly, "It seems that you also know the function of this scroll...... It's up to you to decide whether you want it or not, after all, you're Lilia's only relative now. ”

"This ......" Looking at the little girl's torn body in his arms, Qin Hao was silent.

However, in the end, he still raised his head and his gaze became determined, "Maybe Lilia will not be able to accept the fact that she has become an undead after she is resurrected, but in any case, it is too cruel to let a little girl who is not yet ten years old die like this." ”

"She hasn't been cared for enough, she's not been blessed with the happiness she deserves. Even if she is going to die, she should hold the hand of her beloved, in the company of her children and grandchildren, and die after experiencing the happiness and joy of life, instead of being betrayed by someone she trusts and dying alone in this city like now. ”

Clenching his fists, Qin Hao crushed the magic scroll, "So...... Even if she will complain about me, scold me, and hate me after she is resurrected, I will never regret it. And this ...... It is also my atonement, for my inability to protect her. ”

The azure light flashed in the night sky, and Qin Hao hugged Lilia's small body tightly and called softly, "So...... Wake up, Master, don't sleep, we're all waiting for you. ”