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Chapter 3: Are Necromancers So Cute?

Wang Xiaochun has the ability to "carry a home with you", but this home is just a huge rock for the time being, so it naturally has to be placed in the mountains and forests. If a huge rock is placed on the street, it will probably be seen as a monkey.

This is not a prosperous city, it can only be considered a small county town. It was already night, and it rained again, and there were not many people on the streets.

Fortunately, Wang Xiaochun didn't have to worry about being misunderstood as a young and impulsive criminal. He squatted down and planned to hold the girl and rush into the forest in one breath.

If he is an ordinary person, Wang Xiaochun can do this easily.

But the girl is not a human at all. Her body temperature is definitely tens of degrees below zero, just like a carved black ice. If you are not careful, you will probably be frozen to death by the girl's body temperature.

Wang Xiaochun sneezes a few times, and one hand had already supported the girl's shoulder. He felt that his hand had become so cold that it was unconscious. The cold air in the girl's body penetrated into the depths of his bone marrow, making him tremble and his lips turned white.

He hurriedly pulled his hand back, rubbed his hands together for several minutes before the hand regained consciousness. Wang Xiaochun's eyes were shocked. This was simply a life-threatening person and could not touch him.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaochun's pupils tightened and looked at the girl lying on the ground. Is it my illusion? She seemed to have moved for a while just now... it was wrong, and moved again, "Wake up, will she wake up soon?"

The girl was indeed moving. First, her fingers slightly flicked, then her long eyelashes trembled. Finally, after more than ten seconds, she was like a silkworm turning into a butterfly. The girl struggled to open her beautiful big eyes, showing two black gem-like eyeballs.

She seemed to want to support her body, but she seemed to have no extra strength. Fortunately, she fell to the ground and her vision could extend well. The girl immediately discovered Wang Xiaochun, an uninvited guest, Ruhua Petal's lips squirmed up and down, making a sound: "Mortal, don't get close to me."

Wang Xiaochun heard it in his ears, and felt that his spirit and soul were frozen. The girl's voice was very light, but he could barely hear it. Although the voice was very light, it was filled with the coldness that pierced into the hearts and souls, just like a "ice soul silver needle" piercing into a person's chest or head.

But Wang Xiaochun would not give up like this. According to the girl's words, it means that she has no malice towards her.

With this premise, you don’t have to worry too much.

Wang Xiaochun squatted down, with an unyielding determination in his eyes: "You are so seriously injured, how could I pretend I didn't see it?"

He said this sentence incredibly righteous.

At this moment, Wang Xiaochun is a saint who cares about the world and brings blessings to the people.

The girl's reaction was beyond his imagination. Her petite body was actually shrinking back, and she spoke again: "Mortal, don't get close to me, you will die."

Wang Xiaochun was so proud that he shouted: "I can't help you when you die."

Now he is determined to put the girl in the room, become his tenant, and live in his own home. Even if he pays a certain price for it, he will do whatever he wants.

The girl seemed to have never expected this situation to happen. The boy in front of her was just a weak mortal, and she was really not afraid of death. "Is this... this a fool?"

If Wang Xiaochun knew what the girl was thinking, she would probably be depressed.

Wang Xiaochun's eyes were shining with light, just like Jesus' faith in God after he hung upside down for three days after being resurrected, and he devoted himself without regrets.

This look made the girl understand one thing. The mortal in front of her was not a fool, but a fearless spirit that truly had the spirit of "Who is worse than hell, who will go to hell."

The girl spoke for the third time: "I am not a human, but a natural necromancer."

Wang Xiaochun thought to himself: I knew you were not a human being. I didn’t expect to be a necromancer, who sounded like a kind of magician.

Wang Xiaochun naturally didn't understand this so-called necromancer.

In fact, Wang Xiaochun doesn’t care about the girl’s identity at all. Even if the girl is a demon or a ghost, he will not give up on the girl’s goal.

Wang Xiaochun laughed instead and said, "So what? It doesn't matter whether you are a necromancer or not to save you."

"..." The girl stopped talking, and piles of hair on her petite and cute face were quickly evaporated, spreading to both sides, her eyes were a little confused, and she didn't know what she was thinking?

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Dream Lilia Kud Karna Srilan Kay..."

"shutup!" Wang Xiaochun shouted in English and shut up. The girl's name was too long. He thought for a while and said, "I'll call you Meng Meng, how about it? Oh no, it's so difficult to call one word, but I'd better call you Meng Meng. Your future name is Meng Meng."

The girl was silent for a long time before speaking: "I don't want to change my name."

She looked a little innocent.

That's pretty good, why did you change your name?

Wang Xiaochun was ashamed. He did change the name of the girl, but the change had been changed. It was impossible for me to take back what I said: "Mengmeng, how old are you this year?"

"..." Mengmeng did not answer, not sure whether it was because Wang Xiaochun had a good time and changed her name, or because age was the girl's secret.

Wang Xiaochun was not discouraged at all and said, "Do you have a home?"

"No."

"Where are parents?"

"No."

"How about...how about you living in my house?"

Looking at the girl's deep eyes, Wang Xiaochun said.

The girl slowly raised her head, her delicate face was pale white, her voice was very low, but cold and hard: "You are just a mortal, you can't live with me, you can't live for ten days."

"It's not possible to live for ten days? Don't joke. Do you know? I'm Brother Chun!" Wang Xiaochun smiled freely and thought he was full of charm and shook his chaotic hair, with confidence and brilliance in his eyes.

Still stop talking nonsense, take action.

Wang Xiaochun bent down and picked up the girl in the waist, but before he could take two steps, his arms were frozen and lost control, and he instantly lost his strength:

"Plop—"

The girl's petite body slid from Wang Xiaochun's hand to the ground, falling hard and splashing water everywhere.

Wang Xiaochun shook his hands desperately and said a little embarrassedly: "Mengmeng, I'm so sorry, I didn't hurt you because the temperature on your body is too low, so my hand is so cold that it has no bending function, and you fell to the ground."

Mengmeng's eyes were slightly strange and she said, "Mortal, the dead air in your body is so dense that you can't live for ten minutes."

Wang Xiaochun was stunned.

What does it mean? I had said before that I could not live for ten days, but why did it become that I could not live for ten minutes at once?

If I say so, wouldn't I die soon?

Or, did I hear it wrong?

Mengmeng said: "I was too seriously injured. The dead energy on my body was uncontrollable and would naturally form protection. Anyone who touched my body, including people, would be invaded by the dead energy."

"You mean, I have been attacked by the dead air in your body?"

"Not bad, because you are a mortal, too weak, so you can't live for ten minutes."

Wang Xiaochun was completely stunned this time.

Don't bring people like this?

It turns out that it is not cold, but dead air. No wonder it makes people feel so cold.

Ten minutes, no more than ten minutes to live.

Wang Xiaochun calmed himself down fiercely, looked at Mengmeng, and asked, "Aren't you a necromancer? Is there a way to save me?"

At this time, Mengmeng became Wang Xiaochun's only life-saving straw.

The so-called "the person who tied the bell is required to untie the bell." This dead aura actually belongs to Mengmeng, so I can only find Mengmeng.

It's really funny.

A moment ago, Wang Xiaochun swore to save Mengmeng.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Xiaochun wanted to let Mengmeng save him.

The situation changes, intriguing.

Mengmeng's eyes became more and more bizarre. She looked at Wang Xiaochun's face and shook her head and whispered: "The dead energy in my body is difficult to control, and I can't suck back the dead energy on your body. If my injury recovers a little, I will have the ability to absorb a small amount of dead energy."

"How long will it take for your injury to recover?"

"I don't know, it will take at least three months to recover. The last time I was seriously injured, it took a total of ten years to fully recover."

Wang Xiaochun's head instantly crashed.

I have less than ten minutes left, no, and I have less than nine minutes left, and I have died.

Mengmeng will take at least three months to recover, so where can I have time to wait for three months?

Just when Wang Xiaochun's head was in chaos, the voice of Xiaojia came: "Master, I have absorbed a small amount of dead energy emitted from Mengmeng's body, which contains a lot of energy. You can turn the home from a cave into a thatched hut. Moreover, your body also has the ability to slightly immunize the dead energy. Although it is only slightly immunized, the master can live for at least three months."

The voice of Xiaojia was filled with excitement in his tenderness, and he obviously gained a lot. He said, "Master, please rest assured that when I change again, your immunity to death will be stronger. As long as Mengmeng moves in, I will become stronger by more than ten times faster, and I will be able to change again soon."

"Hu..." Wang Xiaochun breathed a sigh of relief, a false alarm.

Then, he found that the small hole in his head gradually changed into a small thatched hut.

The little family said: "Master, congratulations on saying goodbye to the cave era."

Wang Xiaochun happily agreed, yes, I am carrying a thatched hut with me now.

He looked at Mengmeng, squatted down again, revealing his white and bright teeth: "Everyone said I am Brother Chun, it's still a little short of you to ask me to die. Don't move, I'll take you back to my house."

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