In the shadow of the candlelight, a figure gradually emerged. He lifted up his hood and cloak, revealing his pale and blue zombie-like face, and said in a light and hoarse voice: "I'm waiting here, not to listen to your nonsense."

"Sorry, the Brotherhood's envoy came to visit suddenly, so I always have to explain it." Mlak turned around and rolled up his sleeves, showing a not-so-deep scar on his arm to the "old zombie". "This wound has not been healed, and it hurts like fire every moment. I suffered so much sin for you."

The old zombie walked forward step by step until his nose was close to the wound. He sniffed it, and then couldn't control himself and giggled: "The dark energy that was pure to the flowing oil...is very good...where is he?"

"I'm living in the college now, but he has to go to Lao Geng for massages regularly. It's better to start at Oak Tunnel."

The old zombie stared at Mlak: "I can't wait."

"Calm down, you can't start at the academy." Mlak put away his sleeves and wanted to pat the old zombies, but he still took them back halfway. "I will notify you after I figure out their movements. No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with me."

"It's better to hurry up." The old zombie put on her cloak and walked towards the shadow.

Mlak couldn't help asking, "I know Necromancers have personality, but are you really not afraid of getting out of here?"

"I killed him twice, but they failed. When I digest the skeleton, I will start the third time soon." The old zombie just escaped into the shadow.

"Don't you take revenge on you? He has such a good temper?"

No voice answered him.

Mlak shook his head, it doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with him. An introverted necromancer stared at a skeleton, and this matter must have nothing to do with him.

...

Gu Aotian likes the ability of "no need to sleep", and he will not be tired, which gives him twice as much time to learn knowledge, and he begins to like being a skeleton.

The recruitment of freshmen is still in progress and there is no course schedule. So Gu Aotian spent two days in the library, and his understanding of common sense in this world was already clear, even surpassing most indigenous people.

However, there are many broken parts in this knowledge, which are unclear. What makes Gu Aotian curious the most is undoubtedly the world of the undead.

All signs have shown that the undead are not simply evil things that want to eat humans. They have their own society and ideas. In addition to the "cheap skeletons" that are visible in daily life, there are also a large number of mysterious and withdrawn undeads, and the records of them in the book are almost zero.

There is another key core issue, what is the relationship between the undead, and how the necromancer controls the movement of skeletons. Skeletons can be used as killing machines and harmless porters for humans and animals. If they are tools, they are obviously too intelligent, and if they are life, they are not reasonable.

For academic masters like Gu Aotian, this state of desire for knowledge but not getting it is the most itchy. It is as seductive as a foreplay of sexual intercourse. Once you are tempted by desire, you will explore crazily until you get the real solution. This is an unprecedented enjoyment.

He itched, he was unbearable, he was anxious, he was eager.

The library can no longer satisfy him. If there is someone in the world who can satisfy him, it can only be a gangster.

In the Oak Tunnel, Gu Aotian walked faster and faster, and jumped up unconsciously. He could not wait for the massage this afternoon. No matter what despicable means he used, he would let the old man explain this knowledge thoroughly.

He didn't know that in secret, someone was observing him.

Most necromancers create or manipulate the undead themselves, but there are always some extra bastards who do not abide by the Basic Law and specifically plunder other people's property, or are unethical and enslaved undeadly, and have produced independent spiritual spirituality. The key is that these people who seize the fruits of other people's labor or do not respect their lives often do well.

Morgan is the best among them. After realizing the power of Gu Aotian, Mlak thought of this name immediately. He enslaved, tortured, and devoured countless existences that were much more terrifying than skeletons. He was an absolute expert in dealing with the undead. What's more magical is that he seemed to have a grudge against Lao Gun, but he was still alive. This is really rare.

Morgan is not a patient person. He has been hiding in the shadow of the oak tunnel for two days, and finally waited for Gu Aotian.

He was secretly observing the active skeleton, and it was hard for him to believe that this was the terrifying skeleton described by Mlak.

First of all, Morgan only took action when he was sure to crush the other party, but Gu Aotian's dark energy sensing was almost zero.

Either the skeleton is just a piece of bone, or he is strong enough to completely hide himself, which makes Morgan feel a sense of fear.

What scared him even more was the vibrant posture and expression of the skeleton. He jumped around, he was eager, he was impatient, he fucked the skeleton fire.

Gu Aotian was like a male cat in heat who was about to go shopping in the kiln. His mind was full of disgusting things. He could smell the urge to mating from eight feet away. Morgan couldn't understand why he was so excited about doing massage for Lao Gun.

Wait... massage... mating...

Morgan had an immature little idea in his mind.

Is the old man's hobby... already so heavy?

Some immature scenes appeared in his mind, and they shone with Gu Aotian's unpredictable strength. Morgan's backbone slid over a drop of cold sweat.

He just watched Gu Aotian and his sister jumped over in front of him, and his trembling hands were not brave enough to lift them up.

When the skeleton jumped far away, he pounded his chest in annoyance, and at the same time he felt an unexpected sense of relief, as if he was escaping from death.

Gu Aotian's strength is unpredictable, and the situation is even more complicated, so it is right to take cautious action.

Morgan wiped his sweat and walked step by step towards home. He needed a complete set of plans and heavyweight magic gear.

Although he was unsure, his eyes became more and more firm. Devouring and enslaving a high-quality skeleton was no longer the most important thing. What he really expected was Lao Geng's expression of "losing his love".

"It's your turn...get out Sla..."

With an extremely firm obsession with revenge, Morgan dissipated in the shadows.

...

In front of the villa workshop, Gu Aotian suddenly jumped out with a flattering face: "God of Song, have you done a good job of recovery?"

Lao Geng was singing with his big eyeballs and sang with no regard for him.

After all, Gu Aotian had something to ask for, so he had to admire him silently. Gu Lingyue followed him at this time: "Even if it's faster, it's Shadow Step! Isn't it just a massage? Why are you doing this?"

"Shh... don't disturb the song god's singing."
Chapter completed!