Burning Ashes

Hundred ghost nightwalk clothes, after all, is the research of the earth universe, Chu Cheng used the secret method obtained in the previous life to refine it, and it was accomplished.

Fei skull cried, the spine rolled up, the three heads turned over, and looked at Chucheng with his huge eyes.

"I'm fine, it's safe for the time being." Chu Cheng finished and motioned for the two to return.

Chu Xiang saw his brother finally let himself go back to the palace of the dead, knowing that he was not comforting himself, how much he was relieved. Flying Skull was reluctant, but there was no way but to silently return to the space of the undead.

The host did not allow himself to speak, so much of his mouth was wasted.

I don't have to eat anything. Isn't this mouth used to bite?

Chucheng jumped off the big tree and went northward.

He was delayed for more than two days. The team of Jin Quanzhong must have dispersed and there was nothing to save. It is a pity that Li Dian's set of armor.

But Chu Cheng didn't want to be entangled with these, and met Wang Qinglong and Bai Yexing, two good teammates.

Su Ji is a test product, with a strong constraint behind it, and he certainly cannot go to the continent of the gods with himself right now.

Walked to Tianming, Chu Cheng felt that his strong body was a little tired, so he found a place to sit down, took some white jade paste and swallowed it. This thing can solve nutrition problems, but the stomach is not satisfied. Chucheng was not in a mood to hunt either. He wondered whether he should get a skeleton warhorse to rush off.

But the speed of using the skeleton horse is fast, and the path of flesh and blood demon eyes is consumed. It is best to refine a **** naven.

Just for refining a hundred ghost nightwalk clothes, Chucheng's resources are almost consumed. With the sixth-order light of Tears of Dawn, the material of the undead is completely exhausted, leaving only bone meal. Even so, there is still a blank space on the Baigui Nightwalker, and there is no refining scripture on the rune scriptures.

Skeletal Warhorse can also make do, the Necromancer can fight without riding a battle.

But **** nether, that's a scout creature, if the survivability is poor, the wear and tear is much larger than the flesh and eye. The flesh and blood demon eye only consumes bone meal, **** nether crow needs a lot of advanced materials, and it is not easy to refine.

For ordinary jay, communication consumes too much mental power.

Hundred ghost night walk clothes are not considered suits, but they also have the structure of outer robes and inner armor, and there are a pair of yellow spring shoes on the feet.

Huangquan crawler can speed up and consume 1 ghost per second. Chucheng is not a ghost repair, but a necromancer. If magic power is used instead of ghost spirit, the cost is about five to ten times. The Baigui Nightgown itself only provides 500 points of ghost spirit, and the recovery speed is not fast. The short-term battle can be used for a while.

Gaia ’s occupations are not so restrictive, they only use skills across occupations, which is unbearable.

Forget it, save it. As the Second World unfolds, the benefits for beginners will become lower and lower. The wealth gained in the remains of the Sun King is consumed very quickly, and it is not so easy to replenish it.

Chucheng drank some water and did two hours of meditation before starting the journey.

In early December, when he entered the world on the fiftieth day, Chucheng finally saw a village.

The northern continent of the sun is a barren land compared to the continent of gods, but it is much better than the continent of ashes after all. The Ember Continent is the land of the defeat of the Hades. Until now, there are countless undead ghosts wandering. There is no decent country there, people from the Ashes Continent are called sinners.

And the continent of the sun is too far away from the battle of the gods, and the northern region has returned to life.

Just after a rain, the sky is blue and the air is cold and wet. The cooking smoke in the distance seemed thick, with a choking smell. This is winter, the farmland is still green, and there is a kind of potato-like thing. The Gaia people call it black potato. Gaia has a god, but the productivity is not developed. The fertile priesthood has been inherited until now. There is only an agricultural goddess in the Pantheon, and the influence of the divine power has not expanded to the solar continent.

The continent of the sun still has many wizards.

Chucheng looked at the land that even Tiange did not have, the messy black potatoes, and sighed.

The collision of the two worlds is destined to end with war. The gods do not want humans to be too clever, but humans with too developed productivity must be so curious about everything and even study gods.

The collision between the earth universe and Gaia has formed three new continents——

The Chinese continent controlled by the China region, the European Warcraft continent controlled by the European region, and the Golden continent controlled by the American region.

In addition to these three continents, there are countless large and small islands.

Humans from the earth's universe, powerful technological means were weakened or invalidated under Gaia's law. But how can people from the high-tech world serve the gods wholeheartedly?

Even if you believe in God, you must believe in what you made.

Chucheng did not like the Union Government of the Earth, but if Shenzhou fell, his life as a Necromancer would be even more sad. When Gaia came, he was naturally tied to the coalition government.

Chu Cheng looked down at his clothes. The dark gray robe was not too conspicuous, and it felt a bit used.

He had no equipment on his head and tied his hair with cloth straps. Although he didn't have a beard on his face, the feeling of being a servant would look older. The material of the warp armor in the robe is gorgeous, but showing a collar is not dazzling. Chu Cheng thought about it, took the staff and took it out, and held it in his hand.

Mage adventurers will gain some respect everywhere.

There is no other reason, just because the mage is very dangerous.

Chucheng walked down the path to the depths of the village, facing a woman, carrying a basket behind her. When she saw Chucheng, she bowed her head very cautiously and took the initiative to make way, as if she was afraid of touching the mage. It was still cold in the morning, so she stood barefoot in the mud under the road.

Chu Cheng saw her afterglow, fear and numbness, reflecting the shadow of her soul.

"Where can I buy a horse in the village." Chu Cheng's voice was not cold, at least much warmer than the muddy water under the woman's feet. The woman was shaking, her face blank.

Chucheng waited for a while before frowning.

The woman was afraid and summoned the courage to ask, "What is a horse?"

Chu Cheng froze for a moment before realizing the other party's strong accent. Although lingua franca is popular on both continents, how can teachers at the bottom teach them standard pronunciation?

The word has too many forms. Chucheng wants a fast horse, not a sloppy horse, and the woman will not understand it.

Chu Cheng sighed and said, "It's okay, go."

Finally, regardless of the woman, he walked towards the largest house in the village.

The house is made of stone, and one wall is smoky and looks dirty. A wooden board was placed under the window, covered with a yellow cloth. Under the yellow cloth, there was a humanoid corpse.

Chucheng is a necromancer. After a little investigation, he knew that the person died shortly afterwards, and there was no fatal wound on his body, like he died of illness.

"Is anyone there?" Chu Cheng stood at the door, raised his voice, just enough to be sent into the house. As a magician, it is necessary to maintain the solemnity of ordinary people. If you do not match the image in the other person's mind, either you are treated as a liar, or the other party misunderstands what terrible things you are going to do.

The door was pushed open, and a skinny old man stood by the door frame and looked at Chucheng.

The old man was sullen, there was no more sorrow, but he looked very tired.

"I'm a mage passing by and want to buy a horse." Chu Cheng was concise this time and didn't want to communicate more with the other party. It may be a bit remote here, and people don't seem to communicate much.

"Master Master." The old man's voice was hoarse, and with a cry, he stepped out the threshold and knelt in front of Chucheng.

"what are you doing!"

The old man looked up, his shriveled face looked at Chu Cheng, his muddled eyes suddenly revived, he reached out to grab Chu Cheng's legs, waited for Chu Cheng to hide, and retracted himself.

"Master Master, save us!"

The heart of Chu Cheng said that Gaia was not a real game, and the old man was not the novice village chief issuing tasks. I just want to buy a horse to travel, how can I cause trouble to the upper body?

He did n’t want to help the aborigines. On the other hand, he also worried about what other means the Luo family had to deal with himself.

It is very dangerous to delay here. Go to the port as soon as possible. When you reach the mainland of the gods, it is impossible for Luo's hand to reach.

Chu Cheng lowered his head, behind him was the rising sun, which covered his figure with a golden halo. UU Reading www.uukaanshu.com The old man's eyes were stinging and weeping, but he didn't look away.

"I'm very young, I can't help you, or even hurt you."

"You are a mage, mage can do everything, right?"

Chucheng looked at the old man. Unlike the woman who was just Cai, the man who had little life left, the hope burning in his eyes.

Chucheng's heart was touched. It is like Kepler 62, so lifeless and hopeless.

The remote villages, the nobles did not bother to come to collect taxes.

"What is it?"

"Brother!" Chu Xiang was nervously watching in the palace of the dead. She thought of Chu Cheng and left here as soon as possible. She remembered the previous troubles and almost killed her brother.

"What is it." Chu Cheng didn't move, looking down at the old man.

"It's an evil god, he killed my son."

Chucheng frowned again, Evil God? As long as they are in contact with the gods, no matter what level they are, it is very dangerous.

Evil gods, most of them are not true gods, but divine creatures. Even so, Chu Cheng's scalp is tight, he is only second-order, this matter is difficult.

Turn around and leave? It's not impossible, but in the years to come, he will often think of the old man's eyes.

The fire of hope went out in front of him.

He will be unhappy and cannot be recovered.

Past things, then passed. If he comes back again, he would like to answer his mother's words-I will take care of Chu Xiang and not let her suffer.

"Enter the house and say." Chu Cheng looked up at the sky, empty, let alone a bird, there wasn't even a bug.

He discovered that this village is very evil and too quiet. If you look far away, there is only one family house with cooking smoke floating on it.