deceased

Hayden's head seemed to have been punched hard, and his ears were buzzing.He heard himself ask calmly, "Where is the corpse dump?"

Dorothy looked at him, with suspicion in her eyes, and said vigilantly, "Is it important?"

Hayden said: "I want to explain to my mother." His mother is a close friend of Queen Samantha, and she often attends various banquets. His father spent most of his childhood with him.The deliberately forgotten memories suddenly became vivid and clear.The person who likes to pull him to look in the mirror together, and laugh gratifyingly at the two similar faces in the mirror...is he really gone?

Even though I had a vague premonition before, when the premonition came true, the intense sadness and loss welling up in my heart were still sharp and cold like icicles.His hands and feet were cold, and Mundra took his hand, as if trying to pass on the warmth to him.

Dorothy narrowed her eyes to look at him, and said thoughtfully, "You look very familiar."

Hayden said frankly: "He is my father."

The body of the man who was lying on the ground trembled a little, the hand holding Dorothy's shoes slowly softened, and shrank back in fear.

Dorothy stared wide-eyed, eyes full of guard, "Where is Duncan? What happened to him?"

"He's a guest at Van Riel, so he's safe for the time being." Hayden no longer wanted to act anymore.His father died, and his purpose of coming to Xiguimo was in vain, and all the words he choked up on the way here were nullified.He will never know whether his father has regretted it after eloping... "Take me to the corpse dump."

The possibility of Duncan's accident irritates Dorothy.She said hysterically: "How do I know if Duncan is really okay? No, I want to see him, I want to see him right away!"

Hayden said, "Then let me see my father first."

Dorothy's sanity awakened in his icy eyes.She said, "Just take it to the corpse dump?"

Hayden said, "Yes."

Dorothy hesitated for a while, and then said: "I will take you there. But you must keep your promise. Although there is no rule in Dans City to kill outsiders, except for necromancers, other people are not very welcome here !” She said, then turned and walked out.

The man who was lying on the ground suddenly rushed over like a hungry wolf, his outstretched arms wanted to hug her calf.

Dorothy jumped up in surprise.

Hayden leaned over and grabbed the hem of his shirt with one hand, lifted it up, and pushed it hard against the door.

Not only was the man not angry, but he showed a look of relief, "Give him back to me...give me back..."

Hayden tightened his fingers, and his face was covered with a layer of hard frost, "If it wasn't for you, he wouldn't have eloped to the city of Mal, if he hadn't come to the city of Mal, he wouldn't have encountered all this! Don't forget, The culprit of all this is you." His voice was not loud, but his words were like nails, and when he hammered down, the nails pierced into his heart, and the pain was unbearable.

The man looked slumped, and slowly relaxed his body.

Hayden let go, and the man slid along the door to the floor. "Give it back to me...Give it back to me..." He could only say one sentence over and over again, as if this was the only sentence left in his life.

Dorothy led him across the threshold and along the path to the edge of the city.There is a small path made of stones. Walking along the path, you will see a large pit of more than ten square meters.The pit was so clean that not even a single hair could be found, only yellow sand at the bottom.

Dorothy said: "I brought it, you must keep your promise."

Hayden walked to the edge of the big pit, took out his long sword, and started digging.

Dorothy asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Hayden said nothing.

Dorothy said: "He is already dead. I watched him take his last breath. No one can bear the pain of becoming a lich. He has come a long way. Unfortunately, even with tenacious willpower Make up for the inherent weakness of the human body."

Hayden crouched down slowly, his sword plunged deep into the yellow sand, then raised, and pushed again, and raised again, ignoring her words.

Although Mundella didn't quite understand what he was doing, he still took out a small spoon for scooping up the powder, squatted beside Hayden, and imitated him scooping up the yellow sand one spoon at a time.

Dorothy looked at them like crazy, but finally did not stop.Perhaps because of worrying about Duncan's safety, she actually felt the same for Hayden's stupid way at this moment.If Duncan died, maybe she would too.

As the pit got bigger and bigger, the sky got darker and darker.

After this period of silence and thinking, Dorothy's desperate emotions for love have gradually stabilized.She thought about her future, and if Duncan didn't come back, it meant that she would face life alone.In Dans City, in the world of necromancers, it's pretty brutal.Don't expect any peer love between necromancers. The person they love most is themselves, followed by their puppets. As for other necromancers, they can only be regarded as neighbors they don't get along with very well.It is the consensus of every necromancer not to invade the privacy and personal space of other necromancers.

There was originally a man protecting her by her side, but he was angered and left not long ago.

"Did he say anything before he died?" Hayden's sour voice pulled her back from her deep thoughts.

Dorothy said: "No. Before he died, he couldn't speak anymore." Seeing Hayden's painful expression, she felt a slight pleasure in her heart.If it hadn't been for his appearance, she would not have known that Duncan had fallen into his hands, and his life and death were uncertain, and she would not have turned against Dahn because of this.Since she is having a hard time, why should she make her enemy feel better?

Hayden stood up.

Mundella stared blankly at him holding a small spoon, and seemed to be asking silently: No more digging?

Hayden avoided his gaze and put away his sword.He doesn't want to see Mundra now. His father's death has brought back his best and worst memories. This feeling is just like the boy in women's clothing in front of him brought him, tangled and contradictory, and he can't use fighting to feel happy to solve.

He turned and walked to the previous hut.The last part of his father's journey before his death was accompanied by that man. He had too many questions to ask.

Dorothy couldn't help but asked, "Duncan?"

Hayden paused and said, "If I see him, I will let him come back."

Dorothy watched helplessly as he dragged a small, thin girl slowly down the stone-paved path into the narrow path, and then completely disappeared in front of her.

The hole on the ground was dug very deep, almost two meters deep. In contrast, there was a small hole next to it that was only ten centimeters deep.However, although the hole was small, it was dug very evenly, and it was obvious that the person who dug it dug it seriously.

Looking at these two pits, Dorothy suddenly had the idea of ​​jumping in and keeping herself silent and calm forever.She moved her toes slightly towards the direction of the pit, then woke up, and quickly turned around, trying to expel this funny and weird thought from her mind, but she did it immediately——

Because her mind went blank because of the gorgeous and sudden scene in the sky.

Hayden went back to the little room.

The man was still sitting on the ground, even his posture was exactly the same as before.

Hayden squatted in front of him, stared at him coldly and said, "Tell me about my father, I want to know everything."

The man slowly raised his head, his eyes lit up slightly when they touched Hayden's face, and whispered: "Krell..."

Hayden said, "Did he say anything to you before he died?"

The man's eyes were a little clear, and the originally empty and confused eyes flickered a little, so that Hayden finally overlapped the face in front of him with the face back then.

"No, he didn't say anything." The man lowered his head in frustration. "He didn't even look at me."

Hayden asked nervously: "Could it be that he had problems with his eyes at that time?" He could hardly imagine what kind of torture his father had suffered.

The man shook his head and said, "His eyes are fine. It's his sanity. At that time, he had already ignored everything..." He paused and closed his eyes in pain, "Including me."

A dazzling light flashed through the window.

The man suddenly cried out!