Courageous

Vincent's brows obviously frowned when Sean called him by his first name, but when he thought that the skeleton soldier in front of him was a crystal of wisdom, he probably felt relieved again, and he began to explain to Sean.

Even though his voice was still pulled like a two hundred and five, it made Xiao En unhappy.

The days passed quickly.

The bone that was originally brittle as if it would break is now hardened. This is what Sean needs. He looked at Vincent who was studying the black magic book over there, and then looked at his own bones, thinking for a while. After a while, he moved his body and tested the strength of his bones for himself.

The result is obviously satisfactory to him, then he can ask Vincent to give him the armor he needs.

Why do you need it?After all, he only has a skeleton now. It sounds nice to be called a bone-feeling and beautiful bone spirit, but to be honest, it is a skeleton made of piles of white bones. If he hadn't studied medicine, he could still tell that he was a male skeleton. Otherwise he will go crazy.

But that's right, his blood and flesh don't know where to go...

Does he still wish for a skeleton with a sponge growing on it? !

Okay, it’s fine if the important parts are missing, even if there is only a skeleton left, it can’t look like it will fall apart when it hits, right?

Therefore, he felt that when his bones could support armor, even light armor was fine, he also needed a pair of armor to arm himself and hide his shame by the way.

Yes, it's a shame!

But to be tactful, that's why Sean didn't ask Vincent for his cloak in the first place. If Vincent realized that he was ashamed of running naked and thought of asking him for his cloak, what a damn thing it would be feel like a damn thing.

He didn't have that idea, and increasing his defense was a good excuse.

Vincent, on the other hand, was not surprised by his request, maybe he had this idea before.

He took out a simple but good-looking light armor and gave it to Sean.

Sean jumped on it without thinking.

But it was obvious that Sean didn't know how to wear this set of light armor at all. He turned his face to Vincent, and those ghost lights stared at Vincent closely.

Vincent, who had just raised his head and entered the state, seemed unable to stand the attack from Sean's eyes. He frowned: "What's wrong?"

"I don't know how to wear it." Sean expressed his intention very clearly. He took the light armor and walked in front of Vincent.

Vincent looked up at him.

"Will you?" Sean asked.

Vincent frowned again.

Sean's intentions were so obvious that Vincent couldn't understand it.

And Sean continued to smile at him, no matter how scary his skull smile was, anyway, he knew that Vincent would not be afraid, and he wished that he would show such aura every day.

But what should be thankful is that Vincent never asked him if he had any previous memories.

Well, even if Vincent asked, Sean would say, I don't know.

Vincent stood up, moved the corners of his tightly closed mouth, then reached out to pick up the armor, and tied it on for Sean, but his serious expression made Sean look at him through the so-called eyes now. , the will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes flashed.

"In a few days, I will prepare for the actual battle for you."

Sean felt that if he had the face control function now, he would collapse immediately, but he didn't, so obviously he wouldn't let Vincent discover his idea of ​​tearing him apart.

You must know that before this, he was just a very ordinary human being from the 21st century. At most, the most daring thing he had done was to look at the dead body in the morgue overnight and skinned the dead body of a frog alive.

Now let him fight unarmed?

What are you playing--

"Catch it." Wen Sen said suddenly, and then threw a sickle.

Seeing such a large scythe coming, Sean, who was still thinking about how Vincent could throw it over so easily, cursed at the moment he took it over: "Why is this thing so light?"

Just like foam does.

"This is made from the ashes of the refined skeleton lord." Vincent glanced at him: "What you have to do is to refine it and make it return to its previous hardness."

"How to refine?"

A book is thrown.

Sean: "..."

Believe Sean, if he could, he would really like to turn this man in front of him, who has a good-looking face, but whose personality makes him want to grab and slap him twice, into his current appearance.

Someday!Someday!

Gritting his teeth, Sean pulled his white teeth and laughed.

But it is undeniable that this kind of life passes quickly, especially when this guy Vincent said to him: "Tomorrow you can have an actual combat." A flower bloomed in Sean's heart - a chrysanthemum.

Then he was digging in with a sickle, digging in!

The remaining flowers of the one I dug fell.

"That's right." Vincent said again, "If you're dead, I won't save you."

Sean, who only missed saying "I rely on you", suddenly found that Vincent's expression became a little inappropriate.

Vincent took a step back, his eyes became distracted for a while, and then his expression froze.

Sean looked at him.

"Continue to stay here." Vincent frowned fiercely, and he pursed his lips tightly: "If I don't come tomorrow, you can continue to read."

Then he ignored Xiao En's blinking eyes, and left the cave without looking back.

This is very abnormal.

Sean always felt that Vincent was a bit strange.

His head is tilted. I don't know if it's because he has become a skeleton. His vision is now brighter. In a not too bright environment, he can see when Vincent pushed the door open. His hands were shaking.

And this guy's footsteps are vain.

what happened?

Sean was a little curious, but he was very self-disciplined and didn't meddle in other people's business. He didn't want to lose his life here.

He still wants to live.

It's that simple.

But this kind of thing doesn't mean that if you don't want to get mixed up, you don't get mixed up. The muddy water will automatically splash on you.

Sean heard someone screaming in the middle of the night, it sounded like a ghost.

How does he know the time?

Because there is an hourglass beside him, which turns automatically every 24 hours. It seems that the day has just started.

Although the voice was not too loud, Sean heard it, which made him a little uncomfortable. God knows how long it has been since he had contact with a human being other than the two hundred and five.

He needs to talk to people, even if he's in a state of inhumanity right now.

As long as you can see people, you're fine.

Once this kind of thinking is aroused, it is constantly moving like a caterpillar, and you can't help but want to get rid of it quickly.

So is Sean.

So, after countless times of thinking about getting out of this cave, but today, Xiao En finally took his first step.

He pushed open the door.

To Xiao En's surprise, the door was not locked, but in this way, the voice from the long corridor became clearer.

It was a man's voice, and that man's voice was full of anger, extreme.

Sean frowned, well, psychologically.

However, he still couldn't help the feeling of exploring the unknown that hadn't been exhausted in his heart, and he continued to walk up the long corridor.

Under the dim oil lamp, his body cast a shadow full of skinny beauty.

Accompanied by a sickle, it is even more wonderful.

Sean stopped at a corner.

The constant tearing roar came from the wooden door, and the closer it got, the more familiar the voice was to Sean.

Like the sound of two hundred and five.

Sean couldn't help but push the door open.

The voice also stopped at this moment.

Sean's eyes met the man's.

Although the lights were dim, Sean could see the face clearly.

It's Vincent, Vincent... Vincent what is it?

Sean said that he didn't remember Vincent's full name, but he just remembered that this was the person who summoned him to this broken world.

Vincent smiled, his eyes were so bright that they seemed to be like stars in a dim environment, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Oh, what a cute skeleton."

He was smiling, completely different from the Vincent that Sean had been with all this time: "Can you understand me?"

How is this going?

Comrade Xiao En obviously couldn't understand Vincent in this state. You must know that Vincent's current appearance is a bit like a state after taking drugs.

But those eyes were incredibly bright.

Perhaps seeing Sean still standing there sluggishly, Vincent was not happy, he pouted his mouth that usually only showed cool and handsome curves: "Hey, little skull, you don't know me, do you?"

This……

"I'm Wensen, I should be your master." Wensen said, grabbing the iron bar in front of him with one hand, sticking out his head, and smiling at him that could be called gorgeous: "Come on, Did you see it?"

I really can't believe how that obviously handsome and extremely masculine face burst into such a smile.

However, it was only at this time that Sean noticed that Vincent was locked in an iron fence, and his head turned in the direction Vincent was looking at.

Seeing that Sean seemed to understand his own words, Vincent was obviously very happy: "Yes, that's it." He pointed to the key hanging over there: "See there?"

Vincent's voice was full of excellence, and he couldn't wait, he said, "Help the master get that key, hurry up and be good."

Sean couldn't help but tilted his head again.

God knows that his line of sight is 180 degrees without any dead angle. This practice is actually just intentional, and he also understands that there may be something to be discovered in it, so he decides——

Pretending not to understand.