deceased

The woman's hand holding the bone stick slowly lowered, then she turned her head to look at Hayden and said, "If you want to go to Dans City, help me kill them!"

The female knight said: "If you are a knight, you should stand here!"

The woman said: "He is my new man!"

"..." The "new man" said: "I don't think I'm suitable for meddling in this kind of housework." After speaking, he pulled Mundra and turned to leave.

"Wait!" The woman suddenly took two steps back, "You send me home, and I'll tell you how to get to Dans City."

"No! Let her go now, she will definitely retaliate in the future." The female knight drew out her sword, "She is a necromancer! You kill her. We can also tell you the location of Dans City."

The woman sneered and said, "You don't even know how to write in Dansi City, do you? If I hadn't saved you when you broke into Xiguimo, you would have died long ago. Now you are just relying on the passing necromancer In exchange for food to survive! Even if I don’t kill you, you will die one day. Because you can’t be so lucky every time, you can meet the necromancer passing by. You can’t find food in Xigemo, and you can’t dig Treasures of Xiguimo, you are waiting to die every day you are here."

The knights paled.

Seeing their ashen faces, the woman finally felt better.She turned around arrogantly, took Hayden's arm, "Let's go. Let's go home."

Hayden: "..." Even though good self-cultivation and chivalrous demeanor made him resist the urge to withdraw his arm from hers, it was definitely not a good experience.

Mundra suddenly took out a leg bone from the interspatial bag, and stabbed the woman's waist forcefully.

The woman screamed, her arms subconsciously retracted to protect her waist.

Mundella took the opportunity to grab Hayden's arm and stared at her demonstratively.

The woman said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Mundra lifted the bone and threw it at her.

The woman subconsciously grabbed the bone, stared at him suspiciously, and said, "Are you a necromancer?" If it wasn't for this reason, it would be hard for her to imagine why an ordinary human girl would just take out a leg bone.

Mundra tilted his head to look at her.

Hayden asked in a low voice, "Where did it come from?"

Mundra said: "I picked it up." He didn't lie, unless it was his own bones, other people's bones could only be picked up.

The woman's eyes lit up.Does a girl who likes to pick up bones mean that she actually has a necromancer hidden inside her? "Do you want to have great power?" she asked seductively.

Mundra said: "How powerful?"

"As strong as I am." The woman summoned three skeletons casually.

Mundella said without changing his face: "Not interested."

The woman became angry from embarrassment: "What's wrong with me?"

Mundella said, "It's not pretty."

"..." The woman suddenly gritted her teeth and smiled viciously, "Do you think you are beautiful? Even if you are beautiful now, one day you will grow old and become a wrinkled ugly monster. At that time, the knight beside you I will leave you and look for a more beautiful girl!"

Mundra said: "At that time, he was also crumpled."

Hayden chimed in with a laugh: "I'm sure I'll be more wrinkled than her."

"Huh. She is young and beautiful now, of course you say that. But when you see a girl who is prettier and younger than her, you will forget what you said now, you will change your mind, and you will leave her!" The woman The man spoke word by word, wishing that every word he said would become a curse.

Mundra said, "No."

The woman's face twisted, "How do you know not?"

Mundra said: "He said, I can't leave him."

The woman laughed sharply. "Every man will say this when he likes you, but when they don't like you, they will have another set of rhetoric. If you don't leave him, he can leave you. Your tenderness, he treats you as a burden, yours Backing down, he considers it cowardly... he can find a hundred flaws in you, and before that, he clearly praised them himself!"

Hayden said, "May I justify myself?"

"Bastard!" The woman's eyes turned red, and a dozen skeletons suddenly drilled out of the ground, grabbing Mundella and Hayden's feet.

Hayden drew his sword with one hand and cut off the skeleton hand on Mundella's foot, and picked him up with the other.

Dou Qi raged in the skeleton, but in the blink of an eye, the skeleton had turned into dry bones.

The woman summoned witch corpses and undead knights.

From the quality of the dead things she conjures, Mundra judges her to be a very poor necromancer.The witch corpses were only of the fourth rank, and the necromancers were both of the third rank, and after they were dismembered by Hayden with the sword, she could no longer take out any more stock.

It might be all her property, he thought.No wonder she didn't choose to fight recklessly with the group of knights in the end, because she was too poor.

The woman watched in horror as Hayden's sword stopped six centimeters before her nose, and her anger and arrogance faded before the fear of death.She trembled: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Hayden sighed, "I really just wanted to ask for directions."

The woman nodded frequently: "I tell you, I tell you..."

Hayden didn't take out his own map, but asked the woman to draw another one on the ground.The map must be a little more detailed, and even the approximate distance and time required are marked out.

Hayden compared the two maps and found that although they looked similar in general, there was a deviation in direction. The direction of the previous map was at least ten degrees easterly than the current one. In actual implementation, this error caused The consequences are quite serious.

The woman repeatedly assured herself that this was the correct one.She said: "The route every necromancer knows starts from his own home. Therefore, starting from my home now is the most accurate."

Hayden accepted that argument.

Seeing him putting away his sword, the woman ran away without looking back.

Seeing that it was getting late, Hayden squatted down and said, "Shall we set up a tent?"

Mundra said: "You said that this kind of place is not suitable for tents."

Hayden said: "Then let's walk again?" He was about to pick him up, but Mundra took his hand and walked forward.

"Where are you going? Not in this direction." Hayden said, but followed him obediently.

Not long after, the woman's small stone house reappeared in their sight.

"You want to stay overnight?" Hayden could almost imagine the panicked face of the woman.

Mundra didn't speak, but walked all the way to the door, and then pulled the door hard.

Seeing this, Hayden took his hand and pulled gently, and the door opened.

Things were laid out exactly as they had left them, but there was no one there.

Mundella said: "You can live."

"...It seems very impolite." Hayden watched Mundella walk in, then lay down on the bed carelessly, hesitated slightly, and followed in.

"She won't be back for a while." Necromancers have a strong sense of self-protection. They already know the location of the woman's house. For the sake of safety, she will definitely not show up in the near future.

Hayden raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you know?"

Mundella replied without hesitation: "Guess."

Hayden said, "How did you know there would be a house here?"

Mundella said, "Intuition."

His laziness made Hayden's heart itch, as if he was being scratched by something.He leaned down, put the elbows of both hands on the sides of Mundella's head, half lying on his body, and said with a half-smile: "A woman's intuition?"

Mundra looked at his lips, realized that now was a good time to practice, and immediately brought them up.

Of course, Hayden would not refuse the kisses offered.And he could feel that "Monica" was becoming more and more important in his heart, and this sweetness of longing was unprecedented.Perhaps this is true love?

He closed his eyes, and while deepening the kiss, he slowly slid his right hand down, touching his waist, and then his thigh...

Mundra suddenly felt a little strange about his body.

……

Hayden opened his eyes suddenly.There seemed to be something hard against his belly, like—

How can it be? !