When I opened my eyes, I saw an intellectual beauty standing in front of me, as if she was talking about something, but at this moment, she was looking at me with an angry face, as if she was not satisfied with my distraction.

"Huh, what?" I just reacted, looking at the other party's long eyelashes, and the fair face felt funny, as if kissing.

"Did you not remember what I just said at all?" the beauty was angry.

"Oh, it should be," I replied dumbfounded.

"I'm really convinced!" the intellectual beauty angrily picked up the wand in her hand and knocked me on the head hard, it hurt.

"Do you say it again? I said to her coquettishly.

"I really can't help you!" The intellectual beauty seemed to eat me very much, and although she was angry, she still talked about it.

"Listen carefully this time! We all know that there are four types of magic on this continent, wind, water, fire, and earth, but there are actually two kinds of magic, one is life magic, and the opposite of it, necromancy. "The intellectual beauty is full of interest.

"And then?" I asked, not seeing what was interesting, lazily.

"Life magic and necromancy are both innate magic, and it is said that it is the magic of people who have been chosen by the gods, and they are rare talents. ”

"And then?" I was still lazy.

"In the current continent, there is one person known to use life magic and necromancy magic. "The more the beauty talks, the happier she becomes.

"And then?" are those three words that I find magical.

"Can you be a little refreshed?" the beautiful woman was dissatisfied with my attitude, and tried to hit me with her wand again, but I dodged it.

"Say, I'm listening carefully!" I immediately changed my serious face, and I found that this beauty was a little helpless against me.

"The only holder of life magic in the whole continent, and the only holder of necromancy magic, are now gathered in this room!" the beauty became excited and proud again.

"I'm so amazing, I know life magic, and I know necromancy!" I probably asked knowingly.

"Die! it's Miss Ben who knows the magic of life!" the intellectual beauty got angry, and a green light shot out of her wand, which I blocked with a wave of my hand.

"So Miss Ying, if we are combined, will we give birth to a Supreme Archmage?" I said to this intellectual beauty.

"Who wants to combine with you!" The intellectual beauty came over with another green light, and I still blocked it with a wave of my hand.

"I'm going to tell you, we are the only remaining innate magicians in this continent, I am in charge of life, you are in charge of death, we can't have an accident no matter what, once something happens, the entire continent will be in danger! "The beauty suddenly became colorful.

"Okay, don't worry, I haven't seen anyone who can really hurt me except that old monster in Bradaka," I'm still lazy, on this continent, although I'm not invincible yet, it's too hard to kill me, because I'm immortal.

"By the way, is your life magic able to resurrect others? It's the kind of real resurrection, not the kind of skeleton that I did. I suddenly asked curiously.

"What are you going to do?" the intellectual beauty looked distrustful, but looking at my expectant eyes, she reluctantly gave up resistance, it seems that she really has no way to take me, "That's true, life magic can resurrect others in the true sense." The beauty said helplessly.

"But don't tell anyone, if anyone knows, it's bad to resurrect me at will. The beauty immediately told me.

"Why? I envy your magic, I can only live myself, you can resurrect others, or yours!" I said with a jealous look.

"If I resurrect too much, it is against ethics, and I will be attacked by the twelve-winged angel, and besides, what is the use of me being able to resurrect others and not myself. "The beauty seems to be a little upset.

"Either I turn you into a skeleton and you'll live forever, and then you can resurrect others, and you'll be invincible!" I said whimsically.

"Hey," the beauty looked disgusted, "you're going to turn into a skeleton, disgusting to death, so you necromancers aren't welcomed." ”

"If you find a beautiful corpse, I'll possess you, and exchange resources. "I'm still looking forward to it.

"Don't!" the beauty immediately refused, "Okay, you know what you have to do, go back to your valley of death, don't come and disturb my feng shui if it's okay." ”

The beautiful woman said as she opened a portal and kicked me in.

When the beautiful woman saw me leaving, she turned around faintly and said silently, "Actually, I am also immortal." ”

"You too are eternal. I poked my head out of a portal from another place.

"Get out!" the intellectual beauty saw that all her secrets were known, and she became angry, took out her wand and stabbed me in the forehead, and stabbed me back.

Back in Death Valley, I'm still reminiscing about the conversation I had with Ying just now, and I'm really an interesting innate magician.

While I was reminiscing, a magical message came, "Princess Anne, please!" and I immediately turned all my attention to the invitation.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw that the cold intellectual beauty that had appeared in the dream was standing in front of me again, and I was curled up on the dark ground.

I hurriedly stood up, facing this cold intellectual beauty, this time I knew her, she was Ying just now, "You are another innate magician Ying?" I asked in disbelief.

"You remember. The cold beauty seemed to smile.

"Where is this? Why am I here again?" I looked around and found that it was dark all around, like the scene of the last time Mo Ganjian was in place, and so on, on my left hand side, I don't know when a person appeared, covered in a pitch-black robe, not very good-looking, as if he was tied.

"Who is he?" I asked Xiang Yingmei.

"He's Osho!" was still cold, not the same as the Ying I remembered.

"He's Osho, so who am I?" I was a little confused.

"Your name in this world is nameless. "Yingmei seems to be more patient this time.

"I don't understand, what do you mean?" I was confused, could it be a dual personality? It felt terrible.

"Actually, you are also Osho, but the soul of Osho, and he is the power of Osho, after the transfer of your soul, the power does not disappear, but is sealed, and as you become stronger, Osho's power will gradually return to your body, and you and him will become the same person. Yingmei patiently explained.

"What do you mean? Still don't get it," I feel like my IQ is a little off the line.

"It means that one day you will join him and retrieve the full power of the necromancer, but now because your physical foundation is too weak, although the power is sealed, only when there is a crisis, will you be replaced by the power and become a demon to kill. "Yingmei is still very patient.

"Osho doesn't look very good," I was used to seeing myself, and when I looked at the man in black again, I let out a heartfelt sigh.

"Well, Nameless's body is much more beautiful than Osho's body before. Yingmei nodded and admitted, I don't know whether to be happy or sad to hear this statement.

"Why am I here again?" I figured out what was wrong.

"Because you're dead again. Yingmei said helplessly.