Therefore, an industrial system must be established!
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Just when Lin Ke was recording.
Outside the woods somewhere beside the official road, two sneaky figures appeared.
The two of them entered the woods one after the other, and then bent down to look for something.
After a while, the female figure exclaimed, then fell to her knees on the ground, groped for a while and then began to cover her face and cry softly.
The man next to her came over and knelt down beside her.
After a while, the woman raised her head.
"That damn Master Lin Ke, dumped our Ross Fuhr body here!"
The short, chubby, middle-aged woman said to the man next to her spitefully: "I can't find it!"
Roswell, a member of the original guard, was killed by Lin Ke on the spot because he ran away from the giant dark blue tiger.
Not far from her feet, there was a withered corpse, and the only remaining covering of clothing could be seen as the guard uniform of Azan Castle.
The woman's fingers were groping on Rosfur just now.
"The power of the Bronzing Lord is gone... we..."
Although the man next to him sounded sad, he hesitated slightly: "Should we take refuge..."
"Impossible!" The short, fat middle-aged woman's face was distorted:
"Rosfort should run away! The power of the Lord will drive him to run back! But he was killed by that Azan! Otherwise he would definitely run back!"
"The aura he collected for us is all gone! Not at all! We can't go back!"
However, at this moment, a rather cold wind blew, which made the man alert.
The man looked around in panic, but saw nothing, only layers of trees waving their teeth and claws.
Looking at those trees, the man became more and more frightened, so he pushed the short and fat woman next to him and said, "How about we burn Rosfor's body quickly and then leave? I heard that there are necromancers in Nasung who like to play with it.
Corpses are good at manipulating souls..."
"The necromancer is gone a long time ago. That was Nasenger's trick to deceive children!" The short, fat woman scolded the man first, then stared blankly at the mummy in front of her, and whispered: "We have to go find that person again.
Now that you are planting a child, you can perfectly plant a bronzing domination aura..."
The man also frowned when he heard the words, and suddenly felt that the despair of reality overwhelmed the fear of the surrounding trees: "There are too many strong men in Azan, and we have lost our power. Now we are ordinary people. If we are discovered, we may be captured by the castle."
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When he mentioned the word castle, the woman next to him interrupted him again: "Shut up! Shut up! Don't mention Azan to me! Those damn nobles should die! They should all die!..."
The woman yelled and cursed, and seemed to feel dissatisfied. Then she stood up and punched and kicked the man.
The man held his head tightly in fear. After being beaten several times, he couldn't help resisting. He stood up and slapped the woman: "Stop! If you hadn't wanted to enter the Altar of Light, how could we have come to Nathan inexplicably?"
grid!"
The woman was stunned by the slap, and she knelt down on the ground, her face full of disbelief: "You hit me...you...you actually hit me?!"
Although the man was trembling with fear at this time, his tone was gloomy: "We can't feel the power of the Bronzing Lord now. If we don't have enough noble gold coins... we will die in the end!"
"We need gold coins! We need gold coins with the aura of the goddess of wealth! And only Azan Castle has gold coins with the aura of the goddess!"
The more the man talked, the more his brows furrowed: "But there is a powerful professional [Butler] there, and now there is a master... It is impossible for us to break in!"
The short, fat, middle-aged woman seemed to be blinded by the man, and she was just listening to the man talking.
The man paced back and forth and said in a heavy tone: "What to do... what to do... what to do..."
"Azan... damn Azan..." The woman sitting on the ground saw that the man was ignoring her, so she stared at the man fiercely, then sat on the ground and cursed Azan.
However, at this moment, a sudden voice suddenly sounded not far behind the two of them.
"Hello! Distinguished visitors from the secondary plane, may I ask if the Azan Castle is in front of you?"
This voice sounded bright and sunny, and it was the voice of a young man in his twenties.
But it was already night, and the short, fat woman and the man didn't feel the sun at all.
"Sir! Our husband and wife are ordinary civilians in Azane Village. Please find our lord..." At this time, the man had quick hands and eyes, grabbed the short and fat woman, knelt down, and bowed down to the young man behind him.
At this time, the man's body was trembling, his forehead was covered with sweat, and the woman's face was also full of panic.
"You...are not honest~" The young man came to the two of them in an unknown way: "Civilians don't say that they are 'ordinary civilians'~"
The man raised his head tremblingly, and what he saw was a white, delicate, delicate and enchanting face.
This is a young man with long hair who is dressed in light pink and looks soft and delicate!
It's just that the man's pupils have shrunk to a point at this time, because the tip of the young man's high nose is almost touching the tip of the man's nose.
The long-haired young man bent down, put his head in front of the man and woman, and looked into each other's eyes.
"Hmm~ Such a strange soul... Bronzing? What kind of ugly name is this? Well, the aura of a pseudo-god at level 20... Can you become a master at level 20?"
The young man bent over, his eyes curved into crescents, staring straight into the man's eyes, looking at each other.
The man frantically wanted to retreat, but his whole body could not move, which made him scream in fear: "Soul! You are touching my soul... Necromancer! Necromancer!"
According to rumors, necromancers will move forward looking for the breath of death, and then play with the souls and corpses of the dead!
But in reality, the light in the man's eyes suddenly flickered and then went out. His body fell to the side, motionless, and he was already dead.
The young man stretched out his bright red tongue and licked his lips. There was a tongue nail made of an unknown red crystal on the tip of his tongue.
He smacked his lips and said: "Fear, anger... So-so, well, it seems that he was at least a professional before, no, I should say a warrior, huh? A frogman warrior, so old and fresh."
As he said that, the young man looked at the short and fat woman with his bright and dark eyes.
"You... who are you!! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I am an apprentice of the Light Prism Amethyst Tower, I am the disciple of the strong man in the Holy Domain!" The short and fat woman cried in panic. The man's death was already over.
It scared her.
"Oh? Are you introducing yourself? This is my favorite part..."
When the young man heard the words of the short and fat woman, his eyes lit up slightly, then he stood up straight, squeezed the five white and delicate fingers of his right hand, and elegantly and slowly hit his left chest.
He said softly: "I come from the 'Abyss' and am a professional [soul master]. Yes, I am not a necromancer. I am an artist. You can call me Ruiwen..."
"Remember, I am an artist! I don't like others calling me a professional."
"Besides, life is a grand corruption, why not...you experience it in advance?"
As he said that, Rui Wen smiled slightly.
The pudgy woman's originally shocked expression suddenly faltered when she saw Qing Ruiwen's smile. Her body suddenly became as soft as a puddle of flesh, and she became silent in an instant.
The young man named Rui Wen smacked his lips, then licked his long and white fingers with his small tongue with tongue nails, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Jealous, arrogant, greedy... Bah!"
Speaking of "greed", Rui Wen made a spitting action that was extremely inconsistent with his image, and then wiped the corners of his mouth: "Andrew's legs! Sure enough, the taste of greed is the worst..."
After Rui Wen finished sighing, he arranged his long hair leisurely, then closed his eyes and thought about the souls of the two secondary planes just now. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked towards the south.
"Well, is Azan over there? A small lord is not interesting, so I won't go to see it... Then go directly to the Great Swamp! Remember, south of Azan is the Great Swamp!"
Rui Wen was about to leave, but suddenly he frowned and looked at his feet.
In addition to the corpses of a man and a woman, there was also a mummy, which seemed to be the corpse of an ordinary Nasung man.
"It's strange... how come there is the aura of divine power... It seems that it's not rubbish like a bronzing master, but Nasenger's main god or above..."
Chapter completed!