I, Lich, Can Raise a Dragon [Western Fantasy] - Chapter 12

A young man in a gray nightgown stood on the stairs, as if he had just come out of the bedroom.

He seemed to be still a little awake, the corners of his eyes were blushing, and the short chestnut hair was slightly messy, and it looked harmless.

Even an overly pale complexion that is neutralized by a gentle appearance can be interpreted as a bad health.

It’s not like a Necromancer at all.

Of course, it doesn’t mean that the Necromancer’s face is labeled or looks crooked, but it doesn’t rely on disguise to violate Hecheng. Sang Ni has seen this one for so many years.

“It’s been a long time, Sanny Is.” He naturally went downstairs, sat opposite Sanny, and greeted casually like an old friend: “Are you still alive?”

The content of this greeting is not very random.

Sang Ni was actually not sure whether she should reveal that she had transformed into a lich, but based on the credibility of the person in front of her, she felt that she could not tell the truth no matter what it was.

“Well, it’s okay to live.” She remained slumped on the sofa: “How about you?”

“It’s not bad too.” He looked around and seemed to notice the Death Banshee still under the door panel: “Xin Rui? Why are you on the ground?”

The tone seemed to be what he had just seen.

He waved his hand, the door panel floated, and he returned to the door frame to settle.

“Be careful when opening the door and don’t use too much force.” He reminded gently.

Xin Rui was speechless, and was about to open the door but was blown up by someone. Is this her fault?

“I will pay attention.” But she will not object to this person’s words.

He nodded and turned to Sang Ni: “What kind of tea would you like?”

Sang Ni secretly scolded herself for talking too much.

She has no taste now, she can’t taste anything she drinks!

“Forget it, I don’t dare to drink your tea.” Sang Ni said lightly, a little disgust appeared just right on his face.

“Don’t say that.” He calmly observed the change in Sang Ni’s expression: “I have known each other for a few years, will I be against you, can’t I really see it?”

Sorry, I really can’t see it. Sang Ni complained in his heart.

After knowing him for many years, Sang Ni’s strategy for him is to lie if he can lie. It is best to entrain the true and the false. On the contrary, he can’t believe a single punctuation.

“I’m here to pick up Elevier from my house.” Sang Ni put forth the condition: “I was wrong before, and it disturbed your task. I will not participate in what you want to do next.”

For someone else, Sang Ni might not be so polite, but after all, he is an “old friend” and he still has to give this face.

Or she doesn’t want to get involved with this person.

“It’s okay, I don’t have to take an elf back this time.” He said casually: “I just saw your evil spirit a bit familiar, and I also know that your death banshee has something to do with Xin Rui. …It feels very interesting.”

“It’s quite interesting.” Sang Ni didn’t have any expressions: “It’s not easy for you to plug a death banshee into the elf sanctuary eight years ago.”

For eight years, I don’t know if the sanctuary’s protection has been abolished. I haven’t found it yet?

“It’s not easy, but Xin Rui is willing to help me, isn’t it?” As he said, he passed a gentle look, and the clear emerald green eyes reflected the beautiful appearance of the elf.

Xin Rui blushed suddenly.

“…If you are disgusting me, congratulations on your success.” Sang Ni was really disgusted this time.

A necromancer, a death banshee, show affection?

Don’t you know that the death banshee is an undead creature that has undergone a long period of torture to transform into a successful undead creature?

How many female elves can’t survive the tragic death on the test bench of the Necromancer?

Her Elevier is lucky, coupled with tenacious willpower.

He even came back ironically: “Do you live with a fifty-year-old nun in your heart?”

Sang Ni: “…” Okay, you are wild enough, I don’t appreciate it.

“Where is Elevier?” She emphasized again.

“She’s okay.” He replied, “Don’t worry, I have no reason to oppose you.”

Sang Ni naturally didn’t believe a word.

She had just dug out a nail that he had hidden for eight years, and cut his money, and might even attract elves chasing soldiers at any time.

This is not considered to be wrong, and he is afraid that he is not going to become a Buddha and save all sentient beings.

“What on earth do you have?” Sang Ni asked, after thinking for a while, adding his name: “Sitam.”

It’s nothing more than talking about the conditions, she still can’t compare to the other party in terms of guilt.

“I really don’t have any requests.” Xitan put on an expression that was hurt by the misunderstanding: “Can’t I just want to see you?”

“Yes.” Sang Ni didn’t change her face, but kept the subject in three sentences: “So, when do you plan to return Ai Li to me?”

“Okay, okay, it seems you don’t believe me at all.” He lamented.

I don’t know where he pressed the mechanism, the chandelier on the ceiling of the living room slammed down and crashed on the coffee table. In the big hole that was exposed, the Erivel, who was tightly bound by an iron chain and still sealed his mouth, hung down. .

“Oh, that’s what you said it’s okay.” Sang Ni smiled angrily.

The alchemy jewelry that Sang Ni made for her to hide her identity has been destroyed. The death banshee’s pale long hair and pupilless eyes are particularly dazzling, and there are strangulations on her hands and feet, but there is no bleeding.

“It’s really okay.” Xitan ended innocently: “It’s just that this kid is too disobedient. He gets so excited when he sees Xin Rui. In order to avoid more misunderstandings, I can only do this.”

It is really shameless.

Sang Ni tried to untie the chains on Elevier’s body, but found that there were runes engraved on it, and even she couldn’t untie it for a while.

“By the way, I forgot to tell you.” Seeing her movements, Xitan suddenly smiled: “Before I talked to you just now, I sent a coordinate to the Elf Sanctuary.”

Sang Ni Meng turned his head and stared at him firmly: “You have been delaying time just now.”

A thousand defenses are still calculated.

“Recommendation of courtesy.” Xitan smiled innocently: “Sannyis, you have relaxed a lot after leaving the Holy See.”

“You don’t have to worry about it.” She insisted.

But Sang Ni knew he was right.

She is indeed… too conceited.

Maybe it was the Jedi’s anti-killing of a cardinal that made her swell?

“It’s a pity you really don’t let me worry too much.” Xitan sighed: “Then, I’ll take a step first.”

After speaking, he opened the prepared teleportation circle and disappeared in front of Sang Ni with the death banshee.

Sang Ni did not stop, although she could kill Xitan here, but that meant she would completely expose her identity.

At the same time, facing the double pursuit of the dark and light vatican, she couldn’t stand it even if she died again.

The chains on Elvere’s body were engraved with imprison runes, and Sang Ni could only break them one by one according to the magic fulcrum, making the runes invalid.

The rune extended to the entire ceiling, causing Sang Ni to even be unable to take her away first.

“Go by yourself.” After disconnecting two or three pivots, Erivier was able to speak: “I’ll explain.”

“Did you explain clearly?” Sang Ni sneered and started quickly: “The elves prefer to kill all things related to the undead magic. Give you a haircut to take it away?”

Ellie didn’t hide her appearance and aura now, not to mention that the death banshee had just attacked the baby elves. The angry elves would not be as polite as usual.

“Then let them do it.” Eri Weier smiled bitterly: “I should have been stunned in the hands of the Necromancer eight years ago, and now I can die in front of my own clan, which is pretty good.”

“Then give Xitan and the rest by the way?” Sang Ni hated iron and steel: “You are willing to use your own life to help that Xinrui whitewash, and then be deceived by her to get more elves?”

Elevier said nothing.

“Don’t give up too early.” Sang Ni comforted her: “Don’t worry, even if you really fight, those of your clan are not my opponents.”

Elviere: “Don’t hurt them, they are innocent.”

Sang Ni was so angry that her brain buzzed: “Where are you on earth?”

She is working hard here to save her. Does this unlucky child dare to rebel?

“Anyway, you are not allowed to do it.” Eri Weier said angrily.

“Do you still want to order me?” Sang Ni sneered, and finally unlocked the entangled chains.

She took advantage of the fact that Erie Weier hadn’t reacted, and directly used the power of the contract to make her unconscious.

“It’s about adults, children, don’t interrupt, please?” Before Elevier fell into the darkness, he heard the classic quotations of arrangedism.

Who is younger… before she could say it, she lost consciousness.

Almost at the same time, the door panel that had been destroyed by Sang Ni crashed down.

Outside the door, there are elf priests and hundreds of guards.

And, a stunned dragon.

“Everyone.” Sang Ni said with a smile. She was still holding Elevier, who was in a coma and still had the form of a death banshee, in her arms: “Why don’t we calm down and sit down and talk?”

The author has something to say:

Sang Ni: made, this shaky vest.

Regarding why Sang Ni is self-inflating, you can refer to the Gou Jian Da, which was written by Lao Xian Ting Ting Dan in seven years, three thousand more than one thousand more than one thousand Wu Jia Tun Wu. Later, it was not because of the change of temperament that gave death the language…

Of course this is a metaphor, Sang Ni will not harm Ari and Sarros…

Wait, why do I think the more wrong?

Brain made up a weird little theater:

It took Sang Ni for ten years and finally took her undead legion to kill the Necromancer.

Saros succeeded in retreating, knowing that Sang Ni is a man, and he can share troubles and troubles.

Before leaving, I left a letter to Eriweier: “If the birds are all, good bows are hidden; if the sly rabbits die, the lackeys will cook.”

Ellievier: …I think you are right

Sang Ni: I am not! I do not have! Don’t talk nonsense!