Return of the Demon King of Another World

When it rang, Xi Li came back to his senses and found that the magician was speaking to himself.

He doesn't want to go in, his mother said, don't just enter other people's magic circles, it's dangerous!He shook his head, telling himself the same thing in his heart.

"Master Magician, Mr. Morfa is also a little magician, but he should already have a teacher!" A villager shouted loudly, and then there were several echoes, and some urged Mike to hurry up. Selection started.

But the old magician didn't follow the expectations of the crowd, instead he came out from the center of the circle, came to Xi Li, and said softly, "Hello, Mr. Little Magician, can I shake your hand?"

That face smiled kindly, but Xi Li couldn't help but took a step back. He looked into Old Mike's eyes and just shook his head.

But although Xi Li didn't agree, Old Mike grabbed his hand self-sufficiently, which made Xi Li's eyes widen instantly in fright, and the muscles of his whole body tensed up. He felt that the person holding him was not human at all. hands, very cold.

"Please let go." He heard himself say this, with a slight tremor in his voice, but with his strength, he couldn't free his hand at all, and he felt scared.

"Little guy, what's your name?" Old Mike asked patiently, regardless of Xi Li's fear, but the voice made him feel dizzy when he heard Xi Li's ears.

"Xi...xi..." Suddenly, his eyes widened in horror, he felt that his mouth was out of control, but...let go...let go...

"Come on, little guy, let me see your qualifications, maybe I will compete with your teacher for you!"

Mike gave a low laugh, pulled Xi Li into the circle, took out something powdery from his arms, and threw it into the six fires, and then six black gemstones automatically fell from his hands. Flying out, it landed on the top of the hexagram of the magic circle that appeared on the ground at some point, and the magic lines that stretched out their teeth and claws spread out in all directions as if they were alive, passing through people's feet, extending infinitely...

"Brother Xili, let's go together."

Xi Li heard Betty calling herself so happily, but those fools, this magician...his attribute...is...darkness...

...No...Let go...Xili struggled, but he was small and weak, and his magic power was not strong. He was firmly grasped by the lifeline, unable to move...

A kind of despair grabbed all his thoughts, but there was a voice deep in his heart telling him that he must leave...something was about to come out...in his mind...

"Let him go!"

Suddenly, an angry shout sounded over the square, accompanied by a piercing light.

The author has something to say: Well, there are so many things today, the update is slow, it’s late, everyone beats me! Fingers~~~~

However, don't you think it's cheating, I don't know who it is after the first chapter, but I can reveal it, it's not my dear Mu Mu, that kid is still sad in some corner!

Wow ha ha ha ha! ! ! ! (public anger, convulsions)

Why can't it be displayed, I will send it again!

☆, Undead call

Hearing this voice, Xi Li, whose thoughts were already blurred, suddenly felt clear for a moment. He saw the figure of Lufasha gradually expand, and the fury and tension on this man's face were clearly imprinted in front of his eyes, inexplicably reassuring him. .

The light of vindictiveness pierced the silent night and shot towards Old Mike holding Xi Li's hand, which was full of light attribute power. If Old Mike didn't want his hand to be scrapped, he could only choose to let go.

There was haze and cruelty in his cloudy eyes, but how could he let go of the treasure he got? Looking at the sharpness of Lufasha's long sword, Old Mike firmly grasped Xi Li's arm. The child's delicate wrist was broken, and just as he was about to throw Xi Li into the magic circle buried deep in the ground to be with many children, his hand went numb...and then he broke free.

Before he could understand what was going on, at the moment when the disgusting bright fighting spirit approached him, Old Mike entered the magic circle. In an instant, the red and black flames on the six burning bonfires broke away from the bondage below, forming a The vindictiveness isolated by the protective barrier.

When he was safe, Old Mike turned his head to look at the child, only to see purple lightning bolts flying from Xi Li's hand, and then disappeared into the palm of his hand.The muscles on the child's delicate face were tense, and it was obvious that he was still afraid of it.

A figure appeared beside Xi Li in an instant, protecting him behind him. Lu Fasha stared at Old Mike with cold eyes, and slowly said: "Necromancer."

The villagers may not know what kind of magician the necromancer is, but they also know that old Mike is not a good man just by the word undead. For a while, everyone was stunned, and their eyes touched the child who was still inside, shocked. Become got worried.

"Hehe, I never expected that there are sword masters in such a remote mountain village." A trace of ridicule flashed in Old Mike's muddy eyes. There was a strange laugh of "Jie Jie Jie" on Bark's face, and he stared at Xi Li with a greedy face like a poisonous snake, "It seems that this kid has an unusual identity!"

Now there is nothing to understand. The villagers immediately knew that the wolf had been lured into the house. The strong young man took a big step forward and shouted: "Who are you, give us back the child!"

"Give it back to us and get out of Kara Village!" The villagers all shouted.

"Hmph, overestimate one's strength." On the top of Old Mike's wand, the dark power stone that was no longer concealed gave off a dark light. He just waved his wand lightly, and several black vine-like shadows suddenly sprang from the ground. Come out and entangle the loudest and boldest young men in front of the fire.

"Ah—" After several screams, before everyone could react, those black vine shadows squirmed and entangled for a moment, and then went back to the ground, while those young people were left with only pale bones with broken flesh , Scattered on the ground with a snap.

It was a living person just now, but in a blink of an eye it seemed to be corroded and eaten up, leaving only bones. Such a horrifying scene instantly caused sharp screams of fear and cries of bereaved relatives. The children in the magic circle were already frightened. Not even a sob.

Rufasa didn't have time to make a move, and he couldn't make a move either. His only mission was to protect Xi Li.

The necromancer was active for a while when the devil ruled the devil, but left a deep impact, the impression of fear, the thick bones, playing with the soul, fresh sacrifices, and the ghost army all revolved around the necromancer .

But now that the light is shining all over the land, and the god king sits in the temple, the dark believers are like mice crossing the street and dare not look in front of others, but they did not expect that this quiet small mountain village would also be attacked.

He stared closely at Old Mike's next move, but he couldn't cover Xi Li's eyes. A six-year-old child will definitely leave an indelible shadow when he sees such a scene.

"Xili, don't look at it." He said, of course it was too late.

"What on earth does he want to do...Lufasa...What about Andy and the others..." Xi Li should admire himself, seeing that he can still maintain his composure.

"It won't be a good thing."

Seemingly satisfied with this move, Old Mike looked at the stunned villagers and said with a sneer, "I originally planned to use the souls of these children as gifts for the birth of the undead monarch, ha ha."

The villagers turned paler when they heard his words, and those with children inside were even more crumbling.

"But now, I've changed my mind." Old Mike gently stroked a girl's smooth face with his dead branch-like hand, just like stroking a lover. The red dress, the withered hand threw the girl's body into the fire like a rag, looked at the villagers who were about to collapse with vicious eyes and said loudly, "Catch this child and give it to me, I will give it to you." So I let all the children here, you know, I don't want to hurt innocent people."

He pointed at Xi Li from afar.

The cry of the child was like opening a valve, and there was great fear and fear of death inside, which broke the hearts of the parents on the outside even more. After the rattan devoured them, they turned their attention to Xi Li.

"Lord Morfa, I beg you, please save my poor child." A woman knelt in front of Lufasa, kowtowing, and more and more people knelt down.

However, "Mom—" the child's screams, the death taboo that ended abruptly, and the insidiousness of Old Mike's mouth all told the villagers that doing so would only cause their children to die.

"Hurry up, I don't have much patience," said the necromancer.

The villagers were stunned, and then their helpless eyes began to change. The change shocked Xi Li. He couldn't help but grab the corner of Rufasa's clothes, and his eyes touched Andy who was still alive.

"Xili, run, leave us alone!" The loyal Andy is still loyal even now, although he is very afraid of death, but he does not want Xili to die for him.

Lufasha pulled Xili back with one hand, and held the long sword tightly in the other to prevent the villagers from attacking. He is a warrior, but there are only two people he wants to protect.

Xi Li hesitated for a moment, "Lufasa, mother..."

"Master, madam is not his match."

"I see." Xi Li closed his mouth. He wanted to save those children, especially Andy and Betty, but... he didn't want his mother to be in danger. That kind of rationality is so indifferent, as if it shouldn't be a six-year-old boy. As it should be.

"Everyone think clearly, even if Xi Li is captured, that Necromancer will not let everyone go."

Lufasa didn't want to fight with these honest and responsible villagers, which violated the principle of knighthood, but it was obviously beyond his control now.

"I'm sorry, Master Morfa, but my child, my child is more important." The villagers said painfully.

Lu Fasha understood, and just told Xi Li: "Master, follow me closely, don't leave."

"kindness."

There was a lot of mourning, Lu Fasha was a seventh-rank swordsman, and he had already entered the ranks of the strong in the Milan Continent. It didn't take much effort to deal with these villagers. Of course, he didn't have the heart to kill them. Muscles and bones, so that they lose the ability to move.

"It's really useless." Old Mike sneered, looking at Lufasha with a sinister gaze. The sword master is indeed a trouble, but he is not afraid. As long as he gets Xili, he doesn't need to be afraid even if he is a sword master.

Looking at the burning flame, Xi Li suddenly felt that he hadn't misunderstood something, there was really something coming out of it.

"Rufasa, be careful."

The wind blows into this valley, bringing a cold breath, that creepy smell of death.

Everyone watched one child after another being thrown into the fire, as if they were feeding some monster. When Old Mike grabbed Andy, Xi Li suddenly felt that his heart was also pulled. He told himself to be indifferent, it's not that he can't help, there is nothing he can do, but looking at Andy's fearless eyes, a stab of pain made him dizzy...

You can save him, as long as...what...you can save people...a voice in my mind is getting clearer...

However, suddenly, Old Mike stopped, a look of joy appeared on the face of the old bark, and his cloudy eyes seemed to light up, and then "Hahaha——finally, finally, my great undead monarch is born! Well, here is more delicious food, you can become stronger with him!"

He laughed like crazy, threw Andy on the ground in his hand, took a step forward excitedly, raised his wand and began to chant the spell.

"No, Xi Li, let's leave!" Lufasa threw Xi Li on his back, ready to flee.

He had never seen an undead monarch before, but a necromancer who could summon undead knights was no longer something he could resist. What's more, the legendary undead monarch could summon undead knights by himself, and it was no problem to destroy a city in an instant.

If he was really successfully summoned by this necromancer, the paladins sent by the non-Illuminati Church would not be able to destroy it at all, and this place would soon become a place of death. The thought of this place made his back wet with cold sweat, because Mira was not far away on the hillside!

The mountain began to shake, and pale skeleton hands clawed at the ground. From a distance, the entire village was full of skeleton soldiers, rushing towards Lufasha autonomously, blocking his way.

"Go away!" A golden grudge opened a passage, but it was filled with skeleton soldiers before taking a few steps, and was even forced back a few steps by the undead knights mixed in.

The Xili people are small and weak, but they still control the thunder and lightning to continuously bombard these skeletons. However, there are too many and too dense, and his strength is really negligible.

For the first time, he hated himself for being too weak, not only unable to protect others, but also unable to take care of himself.

The black and red flames quickly gathered to form a black vortex. The endless dark elements were summoned and sucked into the vortex. A huge black hole was formed under the ecstatic eyes of old Mike, and a roar came from the other side of the black hole. The roar and the tremor of power are transmitted through the black hole, indicating that a powerful and frightening guy is coming.

"The gate of the undead is about to open, come out, my lord!" Old Mike's excited screams reverberated in the air, adding to the atmosphere of fear.

There were not many children left, but everyone squatted in place, only Andy, who was thrown to the ground, tried his best to crawl out silently. The fire was all used to form a black hole, and the magic circle had no limit.

He gritted his teeth and wept, but crawled firmly, suddenly a pair of boots appeared in his blurred vision, shining brightly against the fire, he slowly raised his head and moved his eyes, and finally saw a man with a cloak, yes , I seem to have seen it somewhere, Andy thought confusedly.

"Hey, kid, it's not bad." The man in the cloak said appreciatively, his voice was low but nice, "Heh, there are so many humans, only you are the only one who likes it, tsk tsk, it's boring."

He picked up the semi-conscious child on the ground, shook his head, and threw it on the top of a thatched hut, but when he saw the ant-like skeleton soldiers below, he reluctantly set up a barrier for Andy.After setting up this little thing, his eyes fell on the most besieged place, he shook his head and muttered: "Reincarnation is really a terrible thing."

The palm turned slightly, and the dark elements crazily gathered in the palm of his hand. A big black sword pierced out of his palm in an instant. The cold sword edge was dyed light red under the light of the fire, but it was still heart-stopping. He sneered , raised the big sword and slashed casually.

When Rufasa, who was forced to have nowhere to go, was about to be overwhelmed by the crazy skeletons, a sword qi with endless chill instantly emptied the skeletons surrounding him, and also cleared a clean passage, and those skeletons who came one after another touched the sword. The remaining channels of Qi all turned into powder and scattered into the air.

This strength shocked Lufasha, who was close to exhaustion, for an instant, strong man.

Xi Li saw the person coming clearly through the passage, and immediately recognized the man in the cloak of the small hotel, who vaguely saw the man bowing slightly to him.

The author has something to say: guess it?Haha, it's obvious!

You must know that the devil only worships the strong, and the devil looks like this... Well, it’s fine if you don’t know, but seeing it actually makes the devil disillusioned.

And it is a country that longs for light, and the devil only needs a strong protection around him, but this one is... more vicious, he likes to be handsome and cool, you know.

☆, the mission of the man in the cloak

Bershir Ananga, a pure black top-level demon, comes from the four dark duke families. As the very free and invincible former Ananga patriarch, under the eyes of his own brat who grinds his teeth with jealousy, he solemnly took over the role of secretly protecting the demon king. The task of reincarnation.

Of course, he was very happy at first. Following the devil is the ultimate goal of every devil. Besides, the devil is still his son-in-law to a certain extent. He is always on the lookout, and it can also prevent any short-sighted human from poaching the wall, killing two birds with one stone beautiful errand.

Of course, although Bosher is more than 4000 years old, he has to admit that he is still very young among the demons. It is normal that he has never seen the reincarnation of the demon king. Identity, when he saw the blond-haired, blue-eyed, cute and quiet little ghost head Xi Li, for a moment he had the urge to go back to his son for confirmation.

However, my son is a full-line pervert, that's because he has the power of creation, and that little devil's head is all natural and has a dark attribute, except for the devil. Sensitive, so even if you don't want to admit it, you can't be wrong.

It's just that I'm still unhappy, the image of the devil in the heart of any devil is a cold and omnipotent existence, and the little ghost head Xili doesn't fit in at all, so he hasn't made a move today...

Boshir touched his nose, and under the gaze of Xi Li's blue eyes, he still couldn't help but bow respectfully. It was a mark of surrender that went deep to the soul, even if he was only facing a reincarnated kid.

He picked up the big sword and carried it on his shoulder, and walked towards Lufasa step by step, depressed. Ghosts are always more sensitive to breath than creatures. Even though Bershire had restrained his strength, the surrounding skeleton soldiers couldn't help but retreat.

In this situation, even if he didn't know anything about the cloaked man, Lufasa knew that he was the only one he could rely on now, and before the other party approached, he quickly ran to Boshir with Xi Li on his back, put Xi Li down, Then he performed a knight salute deeply, "Thank you very much for your help, I dare not ask for your honorific title, I just hope you can bring this child out of this valley, if you can... there is a child's house on the hillside to the southeast of the village Mother, please take it with you."

The Undead Lord was about to be formed, and this place was about to become a hell on earth, Lufasa gritted his teeth, and pushed Xili towards Boshir.

"Lufasa, what about you?" Xi Li held the corner of Lufasa's clothes with his backhand. Although he knew what this strong and resolute man would do next, but...

Lu Fasha knelt down, touched Xi Li's face lightly, wiped away the stains on his face, and said with a gentle smile: "I'll block it, don't worry, young master, I'm also a seventh-level swordsman after all. , I will have time to escape after you leave."

Xili looked at Rufasa and nodded, very well-behaved, but the next second he turned around and tugged at the corner of Bershir's cloak without hesitation. When Bershir lowered his head, he raised his finger Looking at the undead monarch who had already shown its outline, he asked, "Can you beat that thing?"

The soft childish voice was immature, but it was clear and without any trembling, and it was exceptionally calm. Bossier replied in a low voice without any consideration at all: "Yes."

Lufasa raised his head in surprise, but saw Xili nodding his head steadily, saying: "It is enough for Lufasa to protect me, please uncle destroy it."

That small face is extremely serious, but it has the style of a general. It really deserves to be the reincarnation of a demon king.

It's just... uncle...

Boshir instantly felt the muscles in his whole body stiffen. To paraphrase Qin Mu, being struck by lightning was even more exciting than being a demon king and his father-in-law, although he could indeed be called that among human beings with his appearance.

After recovering from the stiffness, the blood in Boshir's whole body boiled. I am afraid that only the reincarnation of the devil will call him that. After His Majesty returns, even his own brat will not dare to jump too much. We must cherish the opportunity!

Boshir held the big sword on his shoulder in his hand, and swung it smartly, as if he was going to fight hard.

"You, protect your majesty... your child." Boshir motioned to Rufasa, then snorted lightly at the undead monarch who had already appeared, paraphrasing his own brat's words, "That kind of ghost thing, in addition to polluting the environment It's useless to destroy flowers and plants, so I'll let him roll around wherever he goes."

How arrogant are these words, how can the undead monarch be compared with ordinary undead?Just seeing that the man in the cloak walked briskly, killed a group of skeleton soldiers and some leading undead knights with a single sword, and reached the undead monarch without any obstacles, Lufasa no longer had any reason to doubt.

The undead Lord Berthir has seen many before, but the one in front of him is just an immature body to be honest.

Well, although the wings are very black and look big, but the dark power attached to them is frightening, and the face is quite terrifying, that's all, the condensed undead souls are not enough, it seems that they have not fully fused, The spectacle of the appearance was not amazing enough, there should be a knight order anyway, there are countless skeleton soldiers behind, some undead monarchs can even come riding a bone dragon, and the undead knights led by them can even challenge the holy knights directly under the temple.

So Bershire looked at the nearly a hundred undead knights surrounding him, and felt quite boring for a while.

Once upon a time, he happily watched this group of undead creatures fight with the sanctimonious guys in the temple, and even accepted the call of the necromancer with great interest to join in... But he did not expect that the Church of Light suddenly became His family's... well, his son is actually the Pope of the Illuminati Church... He touched his breath and was filled with emotion for a moment, looking at the villagers all over the ground, he felt absurd, he was... saving people ?

"What's your name, please?"

Old Mike stood behind the undead monarch, holding a shining black wand in his hand, his calm voice sounded a bit scary and eerie, he didn't know who Bershire was, and he couldn't feel the power, obviously the other party was stronger than himself Strong, and it would be best for such a strong person not to offend.

"What's none of your business?" Bossier asked back, because he couldn't reveal the identity of the demon, he couldn't use the power of darkness, so he raised his hand impatiently, and under the water control power of Ananga in the north, countless sharp icicles appeared On top of Xi Li's head, the undead creatures around them were instantly pulverized, clearing out a huge vacuum.

"What are you still doing here, as a snack for the undead?" Boshir turned his face sideways and sneered at Rufasa.

Lufasha understood, immediately picked up Xi Li, and ran to the southeast quickly before the undead creatures stopped him, preparing to join Mira.

Seeing Xi Li's figure go away, Old Mike waved his wand coldly, "Your Excellency, it seems that you are really going to do the right thing with me!" The scarlet eyes of the undead monarch instantly focused on Boshir, and he let out a low growl, ready to fight. The Undead Knights began to charge, slashing at Boshir with the red and white bone sword.

"Ha, so I haven't even produced intelligence. It's just a monster, and I have the nerve to call it the undead monarch." Bossier despised, swung the big sword and swept it, if it wasn't for the unique move named "Mingyue Slash" by Qin Mu. The remnant breath of strength is too strong, and these dense ghost things can be cleaned up with only one move, saving time and effort. "Waste of my time."

Bershir's arrogance is based on his strength. He can count how many gods there are on the mainland with five fingers. He wants to walk sideways like a crab and no one stops him. It's just the blink of an eye that makes people The undead knights who had a headache were almost wiped out.

Every necromancer has survived the strangling of the Church of Light, and he is more sensitive to dangerous auras than anyone else. Judging from Bershire's combat performance, no, the cleaning speed shows that an immature undead monarch alone can't be blamed. He didn't see any benefit, so he raised his wand, and a magic circle slowly appeared at his feet.

This guy is going to run away.

Boshir glanced at the old Mike who was hiding behind the undead monarch and was about to transfer the magic circle, and he despised him even more. His brat's escape required instant transfer of the magic circle, but even he felt inferior. With this speed, He didn't even think about letting go.

However, just as Bosher was about to end Old Mike with a single sword along with the undead monarch, the great sword he swung drew an arc in the air and then retracted, his eyes twitching the corners of his mouth.

"Stinky boy." He muttered, and then watched old Mike disappear in place.

Boshir took the big sword back into his palm, looked at the desolate surroundings, rubbed his shiny leather boots against the ground, and felt a little lonely for a while.

A large number of human beings on the ground died. Of course, he would not admit that most of them were directly killed by his sword energy. Those stumped limbs and severed hands were all done by undead, and it had nothing to do with him.

As for human beings, when one group dies, two groups will be born again, so this is definitely not his intention, besides, it is not normal for him to be a demon to save people!

In a blink of an eye, Boshir hummed the capo happily, and walked towards the mountain where Xili was located in this dead and silent wreckage. He only had one task, and he just had to look after the reincarnation of His Majesty the Demon King.

He put on the cloak as he walked, because he was unwilling to change his proud black eyes and black hair to other colors, so he couldn't let these humans see his face.

But when he passed a thatched cottage, he stopped and found that there was his own breath here?

He raised his head and just stared at Andy who was already awake, and then Berthier remembered that he had become a good person when he saw this kid pleasing to the eye, so now he regrets the Virgin at that time.

No matter how pleasing to the eye, it is still a human imp, so should it be slashed with a sword, or should it be left here and let it destroy itself?

Before Berser could figure out why, he found that the kid passed out again, but his breathing was much smoother, and he seemed very relieved of him, so Berser was entangled.

He lifted his feet and walked a few steps, thinking of His Majesty the Demon King who was still a little devil, finally dragged the man down from the roof, and walked forward with his elbows.

Old Mike managed to escape from under the sword of that terrifying man in a cloak. As soon as he appeared in the forest, he couldn't wait to leave the place. The necromancers were very reluctant to die, so he didn't take the risk of going back to catch the child, just relying on a stone tablet After filling a bottle of potion and recovering some magic power, he dragged his tired body forward.

However, as he walked, when he saw the half-broken stone tablet again, he knew that trouble had come.

The dark gemstone on the wand was replaced again, and he squeezed another bottle of quick magic recovery potion in his hand, and his cloudy eyes looked around nervously.

"It's stupid, you don't even know the top of your head." A shrill mocking voice sounded from Old Mike's head.

Not far from the stele is a huge ancient tree with branches stretching everywhere, some of which have grown to the top of the stele, and the voice came from there.

Old Mike's palms were sweating, his eyes slowly looked up, and finally found a... boy on a slender branch, and a goblin next to him desperately flapping his wings and crossing his arms to seek attention, no, it's not a goblin either , he didn't know what it was.

The boy was very delicate and pretty, and smiled innocently at him, but after seeing the boy's face clearly, Old Mike's eyes widened in horror!

Black hair and black eyes... is a pure black devil!

He forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, and glanced lightly at the boy's clothes. Devils never tell their age, so it is popular on the mainland to see a devil from his family, and the boy's shoulders are shining with silver. The bright hexagonal snowflake shows his identity.

North, Anangya family!

"Dear Lord Ananka, the humble old Mike pays you the highest respect." The Necromancer immediately saluted reverently.

As soon as the words fell, the sharp voice sounded again, "Mu Mu doesn't need it, damn necromancer!"

"Amy, don't make trouble." The boy gently patted the little flying thing, and saw the little goblin obediently flew to his shoulder and squatted down, but the big blue eyes were fixed on the old Mike, Old Mike instantly felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Qin Mu comforted Amidell, sat on the thin branch, swayed his legs, tilted his head and said, "I just need one thing from you."

Hearing this, Old Mike breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to his life, everything else is insignificant, "Please tell me, as long as I have something, I will give it to you with both hands."

"That's great. If you are willing to cooperate, it will save me trouble." Qin Mu clapped his hands and smiled happily. He watched the old Mike deepen the curvature of his mouth, opened his lips slightly, and said, " Give me your soul."

In an instant, Old Mike saw the biting coldness behind that through the boy's innocent smile.

The author has something to say: The man in the cloak is Bershire who likes to pretend to be aggressive, and everyone knows the reason.

In the end, I didn't intend to let Mu Mu appear on the stage, but it's a pity that it's not good to separate the two of them too far. The next chapter, the next chapter, or the next chapter... and so on, it should be officially eye-to-eye , haha ​​(shoot fly, slide down against the wall)

One last important announcement:

The long vacation is over, and Yaoyao is going to carry her schoolbag to school again, and...you understand, so the next chapter...I don't know where? (This is the sadness of not saving manuscripts, _)

Disclaimer: This article is not a special case, such as the author's limbs and limbs, traveling through ancient and modern times, amnesia, vegetative state... generally not cheating!Believe in Yaoyao's cheats!

Run away, fight~~~~~~~~~~~~

Why did you smoke again?can you see

☆, the night before leaving

Lufasa, who escaped from death, ran back to the small courtyard on the hillside with Xi Li in his arms. The scattered skeletons in the courtyard made Lufasa and Xili raise their hearts to their throats.

"Mira!" Lufasa put down Xili, drew out his sword with a swish, rushed into the house in panic, and called out his beloved's name loudly.

Xi Li followed closely behind Lufasa, that tired little face was no longer tense but stiff.

Imagine celebrating the Harvest Festival with the simple villagers and cute friends one hour ago, but the next time is the overwhelming killing of skeletons and undead. He watched so many villagers who had kindly greeted him die one by one, but Powerless, maybe the former demon king could watch all this indifferently, but now he is just a human child, not yet six years old, and it is already a sign of excellent quality that he has not passed out.

But no, he shook his head, he still has his mother, but his vision is getting more and more blurred.

"Xi Li——" a terrified scream came, and upon hearing that familiar voice, Xi Li, who was already drowsy, finally fell down and was gently hugged into a warm embrace. Tasteful, full and reassuring.

"Mom..." Mira fell down in panic for a moment.

Mira has never been so regretful and anxious. Even the necromancer's description is just a few words in the book, let alone feel chilling.

However, when she opened the door and wanted to bring her son back, she was faced with a group of skeleton soldiers swarming towards the small courtyard, and she had no way of leaving, not to mention the servants who followed her to the village behind her Maids and knights who are not very powerful.

At the moment when she barely opened a barrier to protect the yard, the woman's regret changed from letting Xi Li participate in the harvest festival, to taking the child away from the imperial capital to this mountain village, then back to marrying Rui De'an, and finally staying in the confrontation with Wesinger. In his boundless hatred, if something happened to Xili, as long as she was allowed to escape alive, he would have the urge to cut this man into pieces.

Then, the son finally came back safely...

That night, except for Xi Li who slept in his own little bed, all the rest did not fall asleep.

Gently smoothing Xi Li's tightly frowned eyebrows even when she fell asleep, the poor child's little face was still pale, and she would yell something in a low voice from time to time, which made Mira feel very distressed.But Xi Li is not an ordinary child, Mira's light healing effect is minimal at all, and there are no dark magicians here for the time being.

Rufasa gently opened the door and came in, his eyes fell on the sleeping