Undead Farm

Chapter 43 The Weird Witch
Undead?

Ye Sangen's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to start riding the wind and roll forward, but a cold long sword pressed against his neck instantly dispelled his thoughts.

"Speak up if you have something to say! I'm not an undead!" Ye Sangen raised his hands and shouted.

"No? Huh..."

A light sigh came from behind, and then Ye Sangeng smelled a faint fragrance, but the fragrance was very faint, so faint that people would ignore it if they were not careful.

Then a woman turned in front of him.

This is a graceful woman wrapped in a tight black leather jacket, stepping on a pair of high-heeled leather boots, wearing a white windbreaker, about 24 years old, with a pair of smart purple pupils and a small nose and golden smooth hair.

But what made Ye San even more strange was that such a wonderful girl wrapped herself so tightly that she didn't even show half an inch of skin except her head, until he found the pair of slightly curled goat horns on her head .

"Demon?!"

Coupled with the pointed ears exposed behind the opponent's long hair, Ye Sangen immediately understood what kind of opponent he had encountered.

It turned out to be the demon clan whose "fame" is second only to the undead on the Holy Stone Continent!
Speaking of which, the leader of the Demon Clan, the Demon Emperor, can be considered a personal figure. Immediately after the undead natural disaster, he took the opportunity to launch the power of the whole clan to unify the Holy Stone Continent, and he almost succeeded. It was forced back to the abyss of the magic eye.

However, the demons are different from the undead. As long as they guard the Demonic Eye Abyss, they don't have to worry about them popping up everywhere on the Holy Stone Continent. In order to reduce the losses and reduce the friction, the various tribes did not kill them all.

Ye Sangeng really didn't expect to meet a demon in the misty forest. Judging by the color of the purple pupil, he was still a high-level demon!
and many more!

Ye Sangen suddenly remembered the open birdcage. Could it be that this woman was transformed into that black cat?
By the way, it must be so!Otherwise, why would she be in black?

As for the white trench coat, who knows where she picked it up...

Ignoring the ups and downs of Ye Sangen's mental activity at the moment, the witch held a long sword, but moved her nose closer to Ye Sangen and sniffed carefully.

"It's strange, you don't have the rotten smell of undead, but that templar clearly said that he came to find the undead..."

Hearing the woman's words, I felt relieved in the middle of the night, it would have been better if it hadn't been the black cat.

"Is there any undead here?!"

Ye Sangeng trembled all over, and said with a mournful face.

"My lord, I'm just a lost lumberjack, I don't know anything, please let me go home!"

"Lumberjack?"

The witch took a look at Midnight's poor attire and the ax he dropped aside. The ax head was covered with rust. He looked like an extremely ordinary woodcutter.

Apart from……

That handsome face.

"Hmph! Are you trying to lie to me?!"

The witch raised her sword upwards and lifted Midnight's chin, but her boots kicked his waist.

"Can a lumberjack afford such a fine sword?"

"Pick it up!"

In the middle of the night, he immediately explained, and by the way, pointed to the gold-painted armor piled aside.

"I just picked up two sets of armor!"

"Then you are a thief!" the witch raised her eyebrows and said.

It was only in the middle of the night that she realized the playfulness in her eyes. It seemed that her acting skills hadn't passed the test, and she hadn't been able to deceive her, so she stopped trembling altogether, and her dark gray eyes looked straight at the witch .

"What do you want?"

"How is it? Let me think about it..."

The witch sat down on the fallen dead wood beside her, holding a sword in one hand and holding her chin in the other, but her eyes kept wandering around Ye Sangeng, wondering what she was thinking.

"Yes! The woman I used to mate with the goblin died, why not replace it with you?"

Seeing the witch slap her thigh in surprise, Ye Sangen's hairs stood on end.

Breeding with goblins?

he?
Ma Dan!Undead can be killed but not humiliated!
"This old thing is old, do it!"

With Ye Sangeng yelling, the two disabled skeletons who sneaked up to the witch raised their axes high at the back of the witch. The witch sent out five beams of death lingering in succession.

The witch's face turned cold, and it turned into a cloud of pink smoke with a bang. The two old axes of Dongchenxi hit Lonely instantly.

However, when the five rays of death shot into the powder mist, a muffled groan was heard inside, and then the witch's anxious voice came out:
"Death light! You are indeed the undead!"

Ye Sangen touched his neck, where a long bloodstain was drawn by the witch's long sword, but the wound was not that deep even though it looked scary.

Of course, this is relative to the undead.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably have fallen to the ground clutching his neck and uh uh uh.

"You are a witch, which one of us is with whom? Why don't we each give in, you take yours and I take mine?!" Ye Sangen pointed to the two sets of armor on the ground.

Even if this thing is melted into a lump, it can still be sold for a good price.

"Go? What if you leave my experiment? Don't even think about it!"

A woman's voice came from the powder mist again, but his request gave Ye Sangen a headache.

This witch looks like she is watery, but why is her head watery? How obsessed is she with cross-species matching?It's time to mention this thing!
But Ye San understood her appeal anyway,

"It's impossible for me to stay, but why don't you go find the templar who ran away! Didn't he just be played around by you just now? And he's in much better health than me!"

Ye Sangeng squeezed his skinny and tender arms, but he couldn't even pinch a fleshy ball.

"Bah! Do you really think that the Templar is a good person? Can you show me how to destroy his holy light protection?" The witch snorted and said with great dissatisfaction.

Holy Light Asylum looks like an inconspicuous transparent ball of light, but its defensive capabilities can definitely be said to be the best in the Holy Stone Continent.

Legend has it that as long as it is turned on, no attack can harm the person in the light shield. The only way to deal with it is to wait for it to disappear automatically.

God knows how much holy power the Templar who can fire eighteen spears of victory has, and if the opponent has another trump card, the attribute restraint alone is enough for her to drink.

She was able to succeed just now by taking advantage of Yang Tian's carelessness. Unfortunately, she could not predict that Yang Tian would wake up so quickly.

"Is that so..."

Ye Sangen pondered for a while, and suddenly remembered the strange squirrel he saw before.

"You... like breeding?"

"Hmm! No?!" The witch snorted arrogantly.

"Did you make that kind of squirrel with huge arms?" Ye Sangen asked again.

"It's just a failed product." The witch's tone slowed down, obviously a little smug.

"Then you are..."

In the middle of the night, his face turned pale, and he remembered a terrible legend about the demon clan.

Sure enough, the witch automatically took over his words, and the pink mist dissipated to reveal her figure, with her hands on her waist and her head proudly raised:

"The best species researcher of the Demon Clan, the most famous race expert in the Holy Stone Continent, the sinker of the Demon Abyss, the person who broke the taboo barrier, the queen of the new race, the last legend of the Demon Clan..."

"Lord Bede, it's me!"

　PY's book recommendation session: "League of Legends: The Rise of the Humble Family". I didn't have time to read the book, but the author, Grandmaster of the Top of the Canyon, Vayne has been on Xiaodian TOP1, so those who are interested can read it.There are two more books, "No Appointment" and "Online Games: Skeletons Are Crazy", which I have self-appraised. After completing the PY, I feel comfortable.

　　
　
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