"Daddy, I want Daddy, woo woo...... Why is Daddy gone, woo woo......"

As soon as he stepped into the city lord's mansion, Qingyi heard Suo'er's cry. He immediately reacted that he had been offline since his death, so that Suo'er couldn't see him, and naturally mistakenly thought that his father was dead, so it was strange not to cry. Thinking of this, Qingyi hurriedly broke into the meeting hall and shouted, "I'm back!" - What, you're not dead?! ”

In the council room, only Su'er was sitting, and the rest of her subordinates were surrounded by the stars holding the moon, and Naf, Fermat, and Walter 'Bo' were all in the ranks. Even Clavisol had returned, with only the Necromantic Specialists, the Dusk Wishers, and the Red Devil Hounds absent.

"Your Majesty, you're back!" The always reserved and steady old manager Jont bowed slightly, smiling, and this time he also controlled his emotions well: "I'm going to get black tea-"

Qingyi had already rushed forward and hugged the boss fiercely. The old manager was taken aback and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, your status is noble......"

"Whatever!" Qingyi let go of the old manager, hugged the rest of his subordinates vigorously, and shouted their names: "Nafu! Fermat! Wought 'Bo'le! Strom! Master Patra! Wumu! Xiaowei! And also...... My dearest daughter! ”

Nave's face was ugly, probably not wanting her body to be touched by a man, and the permanently widowed Wumu was also very indifferent, like a wooden man. And Suo'er was held high by Qingyi, she immediately burst into tears and laughed, and her little nose 'twitched' and 'smoking': "I hate it, Dad will always scare me!" Ignore you! ”

"Daddy won't scare you anymore. In this world, I am immortal! Qingyi kissed Suo'er, and her heart was comfortable: "It's great to see you again!" ”

"At the time, I thought I was going to die, but the man who shot stopped attacking!" Fermat exclaimed, "It's strange that he had a chance to kill us!" ”

Is it the pride of the great god that is at work? Qingyi thought about it, but still put this question behind him and asked, "It's okay if everyone is okay." What about Franji? ”

The atmosphere suddenly became dull, and everyone looked at Qingyi blankly. Strom turned his head away, avoiding Qingyi's gaze. Sensing the subtle change in everyone's emotions, Qingyi had a bad premonition in his heart. He asked, "Huh? What about Franji? Why are you dumb? ”

"The big dog is in serious condition......" said Walter 'Bo'.

"Is the soul fire still burning?" Qingyi's heart was cold, and he was ready for the worst. The measure of whether a necromantic creature is "alive" is whether the soul fire continues to burn. If Frankie's soul fire still hasn't dissipated, then Qingyi will let it continue to live even if it pays any price, otherwise, it can only mourn and change.

Walter Bouller still shook his head: "No, the situation is worse than dissipation...... Boss, let's see for yourself. ”

Worse than dissipation?

Inexplicable worries and fears are entangled in Qingyi's heart, like a lingering 'shadow'.

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"City of Waiting", Alchemy Laboratory.

Frankie is soaked in a large glass container, and his whole body is immersed in "embryonic tissue fluid". It was intact and untouched. It is based on this principle that in Qingyi, the guys with the talent to become stronger are screened out from the deathfights again and again. ”

"The priority is to recharge Frankie, right?" Qingyi interrupted his subordinates' discussions, then turned to leave. He had never hated the fact that he was a necromantic player as deeply as he did today.

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I read several reviews on other websites, one said that the book was hay, and one said that the book was dry food. Fortunately, it didn't become a poisonous weed, which is really lucky

The state of various things is not good these days, so I write this chapter in a daze. Of course, in a sense, maybe this chapter isn't bad?

I've been trying my best to shape all NPCs into characters with their own 'sexual' personalities, joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and I think they will be Qingyi's closest and most trusted people. However, I discovered – and I only discovered today – that necromantic creatures possess a great deal of inferior root 'sex'. They advocate force and fight everywhere, like a group of fascists. No, maybe better, it's fascists who don't have racial discrimination – and they all deserve to be judged in essence, of course. That's why Bald Eagle called Qingyi a "militarist", right? When the protagonist accidentally returns to human 'sexuality' and finds himself out of place with his subordinates, this kind of plot setting is really ironic - and the title is ironic - ah, even I, the writer, didn't expect it

My sister didn't like this kind of plot very much, and the scene of Luffy and Usopp clashing with each other made her stop watching "One Piece" from now on. Of course, I think she probably only likes to read the first volume of the book, because the second volume starts to be miserable. Some of the book lovers who fell into the pit because they liked the first volume, I'm sorry that the story went completely beyond everyone's expectations. But thankfully, the storyline is still within my grasp.

Now Qingyi's heart must be very 'chaotic' and 'chaotic'. Should he get back on the so-called "right track", or should he be completely morally degraded and completely substituted into the horn of the Necromantic King? Where are the people who really identify with him?

Lonely......

This chapter is from last night - someone who uploaded it late, if you like "The Journey of the Dead in Online Games" written by Qianjiang 'Hua' Fire