God! I Turned Into a Turtle

The necromancer transformed the fission clone into its own appearance. On the beautiful face, the change in skin color was horrifying.

Half black, half white, very weird.

She let out a piercing laugh: "It's...it's your...you."

The necromancer twisted its neck, making a clicking sound, its hands were clawed, and it was also twisting, with a very enjoyable expression. It had been many years since she had seen a living person, and she was feeling a fresh living body.

"It's... really fragrant... ah."

The necromancer moved his whole body, but his attention was not lost, it was still on Ye Que.

She sized Ye Que unscrupulously, and suddenly reached out to touch Ye Que's face.

Ye Que had a questioning face: "Using my body and wanting to attack me, aren't you going too far?"

That being said, you still can't be slow to start.

He stretched out his hand and slapped the opponent's hand, and then slapped the opponent's body in a circle.

"I thought you were very powerful, but I didn't expect you to be so weak."

Ye Que thought he could see the terrified appearance of this undead, but he never thought that he would see a similar scene again.

At this moment, he thought of the witch.

Necromancer covered his face with both hands, stroking the slap marks on his face, his breath was short of breath, and he looked at Ye Que with hot eyes: "So this is the feeling of pain."

After living for too many years, she has lived like a dead spirit, and has long forgotten everything, but she yearns for everything in her life.

It's just that she couldn't find it until she collapsed, and she couldn't remember what she had lost.

Until now, the pain, awakened something in her missing collapse.

"Are you a pervert?"

Seeing her rushing forward, Ye Que immediately slapped her.

Every time he flapped, the opponent would take a few steps back, but it would also make the opponent more excited, the hot eyes in his eyes, almost breathing fire.

"Use...a little...a little force."

The undead rushed towards Ye Que.

Ye Que's face turned dark, and he just felt a chill. This f*ck was transformed by his body. Although he was transformed into a female body by the undead, there was still a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't get over.

"Certainly!"

Ye Que cast a spell, and the halo of time and space bound the undead, and said in a deep voice: "Whatever I ask you, you can answer."

Necromancer was not in the state, she struggled with all her heart, wanted to get out of trouble, and didn't pay attention to Ye Que's question at all.

Ye Que transmitted the sound immediately, and directly dropped the sound into the head of the undead.

But the Necromancer's reaction was very weird, it was laughing, it was crazy, and it gave Ye Que the impression, um, it was a lunatic.

"It seems that you haven't realized the seriousness of the matter!"

Ye Que struck out a palm, shattering the body of the undead, and the undead returned to a state of soul but not soul.

The undead screamed, staring at Ye Que resentfully, baring its teeth and claws, wishing to eat Ye Que raw.

Ye Que was annoyed, hey, don't suffer a little, you really don't have a long memory, do you?

He shot the Void Unyielding, piercing the spirit body of the undead, and the undead twitched on the spot, rolling his eyes and sticking out his tongue.

Ye Que's face was indifferent, and he didn't let go, so he let her learn more lessons.

The undead twitched violently, the white eyes almost rolled away, and the tongue fell out of the mouth, showing a state of collapse.

cough cough.

Ye Que tried his best not to let himself think about that.

After a while, he withdrew his hand.

The undead fell to the ground like white paper, fluttering and collapsing, its body twitching from time to time.

"about there."

Seeing that the lesson was almost the same, Ye Que pinched it with one hand and fabricated a female body in the void.

He couldn't stand his body being kneaded and pinched, so he fabricated one out of thin air.

The undead's desire for the body was so strong that it was difficult for her to move even if she was tortured, but she crawled to the side of the body and slowly slipped in.

The shape and face of the female body changed, and the skin color changed drastically, half white and half black.

"It's white and black again... This is the most weird thing I've seen since I entered the mysterious space."

Ye Que was taken aback suddenly. He was a fan of the authorities before, but looking at it now, the biggest flaw is black and white, isn't it?

Outside is a black chamber and a white chamber.

Inside the secret door is a black and white secret room.

This necromancer is also black and white.

This is the biggest doubt.

"I've been here for several years, subconsciously ignoring the color."

Ye Que thought carefully.

Black and white, corresponding to darkness and light? Or does it imply a kind of confrontation?

Just as he was thinking, the dead spirit had already recovered, moved its body, and approached Ye Que.

"Can you talk well?"

Ye Que turned his face sideways, his eyes gleamed fiercely, and his tone became more threatening. To deal with guys like Necromancers, you have to be a little bit vicious.

As soon as the undead stepped forward, he hesitated for a moment, and his crazy eyes gradually calmed down.

"I'll ask you an answer."

Ye Que asked with a straight face.

The Necromancer hesitated, and nodded in agreement.

See, I still have to train a bit before I can settle down.

"Where is this place?"

Ye Que asked.

The Necromancer opened its mouth, as if it was adapting to its mouth, and its brain had to be steady. The bastard had been frozen for countless years, and almost didn't know how to think.

Ye Que was not in a hurry, knowing that she was adapting to all this, after waiting for about half an hour, the twitching mouth of the undead opened his mouth: "The second level...Secret...Secret room..."

The second secret room.

In other words, he has reached the second level, in this small space.

"How to get out?"

Ye Que also asked casually, after all, this dead spirit is still trapped here, so it is probably a half-baked one.

"Break...break the game..."

The undead spoke more smoothly, which also attracted Ye Que's attention.

"Break the game? How to break it?"

Ye Que's body shook, did the other party have a way to get out?

"Abandon... everything."

In the eyes of the necromancer, she was sometimes confused and sometimes sober. The memory of a long time ago was gradually awakened. Gradually, her black and white eyes were filled with tears, and her emotions were inexplicable.

"Abandon everything?"

When Ye Que was savoring it carefully, the Necromancer suddenly slumped on the ground and cried, "I'm still alive... I'm still alive... Why should I live? It's okay... Fortunately, I'm still alive."

She was talking nonsense and illogically, but the sadness was real.

Ye Que sighed, squatted on the bed and looked at her and said, "Live as long as you can, don't seek death, come, let's discuss how to get out."

"No, I've already cleared the level, thank you, my benefactor!"

Necromancer wiped away his tears, looked at Ye Que with teary eyes, smiled lightly, and his body slowly disappeared.

Ye Que was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shouted: "Hey, hey, just leave as you say, don't leave me behind!"

Grass. (a plant)

As soon as he saw hope, you just passed the level, can't you take it easy?

Necromancer looked at Ye Que with a chuckle, and was very grateful. Ye Que's heart turned cold, and he hurriedly asked, "Don't just smile, at least tell me the answer, how to pass the level?"

However, as soon as he finished asking, the Necromancer smiled and left the place. The body that Ye Que fabricated for her became an empty shell, lying on the ground, and the skin color was no longer black and white, but returned to normal.

Ye Que looked at the empty shell, his face darkened like the bottom of a pot.