An Xi

The reason why the course schedule prepared by Sifoldan for Yan Xiu was mainly depressed by the cycle of this course schedule.

After a long period of time, Yan Xiu's thoughts inexplicably arose in his mind after reading the course schedule.

Indeed, a class takes one month, and for Yan Xiu, who has a subconscious human concept of time, this word is no longer enough to describe.

Fortunately, Yan Xiu did not fully inherit the human view of time now. The depression was just Yan Xiu's subconscious reaction when he saw the course schedule. He did not resist much of the course schedule listed in Sifoldan.

After looking carefully, Yan Xiu found that Sifoldan seemed to be completely planning to teach him knowledge according to his own ideas. However, the first thirty lessons, the course schedule listed by Sifoldan is a detailed explanation of the basic Dou Qi theory. Well, without surprise, the course to be taught in detail for Yan Xiu was to teach the basic theoretical knowledge in detail and systematically. In this regard, it was exactly the itch of Yan Xiu. This guy has always been a headache for his foundation. Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel happy and looked at it with greater expectation.

From the 31st to 50th sections of the course schedule, the list listed above in Sifrdan is to explain "Thunder and Fire" to Yan Xiu.

The next fifty lessons are explanations of combat skills and basic combat skills.

In a hundred years, Sifrdan had to teach him a hundred classes. Each class was about one month, and the interval between each class was eleven months. In this way, the time for one hundred classes was exactly one hundred years. In this way, Yan Xiu's studies seemed to be very relaxed, but whether it was really easy, then he had to wait until class to know.

Human world, Dadan continent, and in the southern part of the Ross Empire, in a first-class city.

At this time, the tall, hard and continuous city walls had already collapsed. The city walls were covered with dry and shocking blood, as well as broken corpses and broken weapons.

The hideous corpses were distorted one by one, and the faces that were still staring at their eyes. The pairs had lost their focus, but they were always hatred and unyielding firm eyes. While explaining to the world what a tragic war they experienced, they also proved their firm beliefs to the world.

They were not the fat-bellied noble general who fled with his women in the city and fled. They were the greatest warriors who had collapsed in the military system at the most dangerous moment. When the vast majority of soldiers became deserters, they still remained with their lives and bodies to resist the enemy. Although in the end they were cut off their heads and limbs, leaving their lives forever in this city.

Their sacrifice did not bring too much time to the people in the city. The once prosperous city inside the city wall has now become a ruin. The flames of sin are raging on it, and broken corpses are everywhere, including old people, young people, and children. No matter what kind of person it is, it seems that it cannot stop the sinful butcher knife. This is a group of outrageous and cruel robbers. It is not difficult for those who see these corpses to come to such a conclusion.

In fact, they are not a group of robbers, they are more inhuman than robbers, because they are a group of crazy monsters in the forest of monsters.

Three days ago, this prosperous city in the Ross Empire was still unsuspectingly crazy monsters. They destroyed the city walls and slaughtered the great soldiers who still stood firm on their posts, extended their sharp and brutal fangs to the panicked people in the city, and in just a few dozen minutes, this city that had been precipitated for thousands of years into ruins. Then, the torrent of the monsters flowed to the next city and down the next city...

"Puff" In a corner covered by rocks, a fine and white-skinned arm could be seen faintly. It struggled to push the stone away, pushing hard on the pile of stones, pushing the stones away, and then a delicate figure dressed in a pink robe appeared.

A woman, or rather, a mother, can see the petite figure under her as long as she observes carefully.

Her back seemed to be attacked by a strong beast. Her pink robe broke into pieces, revealing a hideous wound. It was now covered with stains. It seemed that with a gentle movement, there would be a piercing pain. But the truth was the case, but she never stopped moving.

The result of the constant struggle was to constantly pull the wound, causing the wound that seemed to have condensed blood and soil to stop the bleeding, and then gushed out again, causing the throat of the young mother who could not see her face to make a moving sound, which could not stop making a hoarse and painful roar like a wild beast.

"ah!"

With a desolate cry of pain, the young mother finally successfully turned over and let the sunlight pass over her and sprinkled on the child who had been protected by her before. The expression on her face gradually softened and even felt a little peaceful. However, her breathing stopped at that moment. The sunlight shone on the face that had been returned by the magic of flames and even her eyes were blind. In a trance, the hideous face was so holy and beautiful.

A great mother, but she is destined to be a tragic mother. Fortunately, the goddess of bad luck seemed to be unable to let this tragic mother make her eyes even worse than death, so she let the monsters collect her eyes early so that she could not see it. The children under her had died at some point and were sooner than she did.

Sometimes, I don’t know that I’m happier than I know. At least this young mother can leave with a peaceful smile. Perhaps in her heart, she still hopes that survivors will pass by and see their children, and then their children will be saved...

‘Ba,ba,ba…’

In the tragic city, except for the sound of flames burning and the terrifying silence, any sound here is terrifying but can bring a strange vitality to this dead city, and the sound of bone collision is no exception.

A golden skeleton slowly came to the corpse of a young mother and roughly grabbed the broken corpse. The golden skeleton's mouth sucked at the mother's skeleton, and a transparent soul was numbly sucked out, allowing the golden skeleton to swallow it in one mouthful, and the golden pupil fire showed a hint of satisfaction.

"boom!"

Then, with a golden skeleton, he threw the young mother's body aside, stomped the head of the young corpse with one foot, stomped the bones that were stuck with blood, and swallowed a white light that drilled out of the head.

"What a delicious and pure soul. I believe that as long as I swallow a hundred, I should be able to break through to the crystal level. At that time, I will be able to..." The golden skeleton seemed to have thought of something, and the pupil fire flashed and looked forward to it.

This guy is An Yue.

Now he has been in the Dadan Continent for three years, and his strength has reached the peak of the Golden Level. He is only one step away from being able to evolve to the Crystal Level. Such progress is unpleasant.

Although he and Cheng Yaojin and others came to the Dadan continent three years ago, he did not send it together due to the fluctuations of space energy. Cheng Yaojin and others were summoned by a junior undead magician and became his natal undead.

"An Xi!" A hoarse and dry voice came over, and then a thin figure slowly walked over.

"Crido, what's the matter?" When An Qi heard this sound, the golden pupil fire showed a hint of warmth.

"Will I do this? I mean, using the soul of the dead, this seems to be extreme. Sin will make the dead less peaceful!"

The figure slowly walked over and his face gradually became clear. It was an ordinary face, and there was no trace of lingering cowardice on his face. Just looking at the surface, this guy was not a likable person, but those who were familiar with him knew that he had a warm and kind heart.

"Crido, I can't answer you this question!"

An Xi's pupil fire showed a hint of disappointment. He turned around and continued to search for the corpse, devouring the pure soul in the corpse.

Krido looked at An Xi with a helpless look and hesitated for a long time. In the end, he did not follow An Xi's actions. Instead, he gritted his teeth and took out a staff with a magic technique "Swamp" from the space ring. He waved it gently to the ground, making a swamp of more than ten square meters be drawn from the charred land full of blood. Then, Krido approached the young mother's body a little timidly, and pulled her into the swamp carefully, then retreated solemnly, and seemed to be muttering something in his mouth. If he listened carefully, he could hear words like "sorry" and "An Xi was not intentional".

"Um..." After pushing the child's body in, Crido finally couldn't help it anymore and vomited it out. After a while, he recovered and complained to Anzhi: "Anzhi, can you not harm the bodies of these poor victims?"

An Qi, who was gradually moving away, paused. He did not respond and continued to look for the corpse, but his movements were much softer and no longer as rough as before. After recovering from his energy, Krido followed behind An Qi and put each of An Qi's soul-devouring corpses seriously into swamps, and then hardened the swamp, with a solemn and solemn expression, and apologized for An Qi softly.

What a strange incompetent necromancer.

During the whole process, An Xi did not look back, but he knew that his "stupid" master was doing "stupid" things again, and he did not want to correct them because he was his master.

In just three years of getting along, the status of this "stupid" master in his heart has completely surpassed Yan Xiu. He also knows what kind of person his master is, so he works harder and strives to increase his strength, because only when his strength is stronger can he break the soul mark left by Yan Xiu in his soul fire and stay with Krido forever.

‘This 'stupid' master would be miserable if I had no one.’

An Yue thought silently.
Chapter completed!