Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

"Hey, senior! Are you from the human race or our demon race?" The fallen angel was also very confused. Was this person from the human race or our demon race? Oh, it was so annoying!

Because Chu Dawanku was a Necromancer at this time, all black and mysterious! The four-winged fallen angel naturally didn't dare to provoke him casually. After all, everyone knew that Necromancers were not to be provoked, not to mention that a high-level Necromancer who could ride on an undead dragon was something that a small four-winged fallen angel could afford to offend! A Necromancer can summon all kinds of undead creatures to assist him in fighting at will, without having to do anything himself, not to mention that the Necromancer's taboo spell is even more called the existence of destruction! There is a saying in ancient times that it is better to offend a villain than a Necromancer!

At this time, the great playboy Chu was riding a cool undead dragon and watching the fun, and naturally he would shoot cold arrows from time to time! A playboy will always be a playboy, and I am the only one in the world who is crazy! "Boy, you are the one asking me!" The great playboy Chu made a hoarse and vicissitudes voice, and took advantage of the words, and was very happy in his heart. Hey, even if the undead mage is cool, everyone will hide when they see him, but how can this boy be so blind!

"Senior, I'm here to interrupt you!" He wanted to dodge. Oh, damn, I really deserved it. Who cares if he's a demon or a human? He's a necromancer. I should dodge! This was over. I heard that necromancers were very stingy, and even more terrifying, they held grudges. Once they got their eyes on him, then... The four-winged fallen angel shuddered. It was over!

"Wait!" Who is Chu Dawanku? Looking at the expression of this four-winged fallen angel, you can tell that he is regretting and scared now. Haha, don't blame me, just rob him!

Necromancers are really popular, but am I really a Necromancer? I just have an Undead Dragon, nothing more! Hey, this kind of person, the Undead Dragon is the mount that all Necromancers want to get their whole lives, but this guy is born with a blessing and doesn't know how to appreciate it. He is really a bitch!

"Senior! What's the matter with you?" The fallen angel asked cautiously, sweat pouring down his face. He was afraid that he would be attacked by the great playboy Chu. To be honest, the four-winged fallen angel shouldn't be so afraid of a necromancer, but this guy is a fool. His strength is supported by the family medicine, and he is just in name only. But he is too arrogant. He relies on being a four-winged fallen angel and a prominent family background, so he naturally bullies the weak! He is arrogant, so he just happened to be like this! He forgot his ancestral teachings in a fit of rage, but now he obviously remembers it and is afraid!

“Boy, you said, I was just meditating at the last moment and almost broke through, but now you disturbed me! What do you say we should do? You should know the usual style of our necromancer clan! Humph!” Because of his masked face, the trembling four-winged fallen angel naturally couldn’t find anything, but this Chu Dadanku was too unprofessional. He almost laughed out loud, covering his mouth, almost! But in the eyes of the four-winged fallen angel, this old necromancer was so angry that he would directly cast a forbidden undead spell to make himself explode! The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and the more scared he became, the weaker he became, and he just lay limply on his little monster pig!

“Hmph, boy, aren’t you going to give me something as compensation?” The voice of Chu Dawanku became more and more gloomy, so eerie that the four-winged fallen angel trembled again and felt even more creepy!

“Wuwu, please, let me go! Let me go! I, I don’t want to die, I really don’t want to die!” The eldest playboy Chu had a dark face. This, this, seemed like...