Sara 'Monroe', a seaport city.

Qian Wuyi was buying good things in the magic shop, and as soon as he left the 'door', Suo'er intercepted him. Suo'er's face was very unsightly, and she bit her lip stubbornly.

"What are you doing here?" Blameless asked coldly.

Su'er didn't speak, but held up a scroll and handed it over.

"'Necromantic Lease Contract'?"

"Less nonsense, sign or not?" Su'er stubbornly looked up at him.

"You're only level 35, so it's a burden for me. My leveling area is a wild secret realm, have you heard of it? It's an advanced map that your dad can't go into alone, and it's a dead end if you follow it. Lacking interest, he turned and left.

Su'er gritted her teeth and followed. As soon as she took a step, Qian Wuyi turned to look at her, his brows twisted into sinister lines, and murderous anger came out of his eyes. He said, "In three seconds, get out of here." ”

The few 'women' do not move. One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Qian Wuyi came over, and the space shook 'sway', and the 'legs' of the young 'girl' were discounted. He turned around and walked some distance, and when he looked back, he saw Su'er supporting his upper body with two hands, sweating profusely. He turned back, snapped twice, and trampled the two tender little hands hard. Su'er was in so much pain that she almost lost consciousness, but she kept going...... She adjusted her posture and moved her elbows forward inch by inch. Her elbows were worn out of the skin, and the sand and gravel were sinking into the flesh and blood. She was already crying, but she was still moving.

"She is worthy of being a 'girl' in the June sunshine, and she even has a stinky temper." Qian Wuyi sighed, leaned over and hugged Suo'er.

"Don't scold my dad!" Su'er said sharply.

"I'm going to scold, what can you do to me? - Pain, pain, pain! I'm going to go, you're a dog?! Still biting?! ”

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Qingyi went online, and then sat back in the teleportation array back to the Dusk Empire. Since the domestic teleportation system has been framed, the road is unimpeded, and there is no need to change to a blood ship or a "Fermat airship". The two skeleton soldiers guarding the teleportation array saluted him, but he knew that it was because of the massive amount of honor he had accumulated, not because of his identity.

Do you still have a fart identity?

Qingyi saw the underworld that came to greet him. Stygian scratched his head: "Actually, it's not a big deal to lose the throne, you still have me......"

"You're not fit to comfort people." Qingyi smiled: "Go, help me send the thing at the back of the line to the cold storage." ”

"Lancelot's corpse?" The Underworld scanned it with a little soul 'wave' length to know what was going on, so he personally escorted the coffin. For the necromantic creatures, the corpse of the hero is a good thing, originally Qingyi wanted to use the 'gate' of the starry night to devour this corpse and resurrect the 'yin' thunder, but unfortunately the 'gate' of the starry night can't be used for the time being.

"There's no one to greet the master?" Frankie was slightly dissatisfied. He only raised his eyebrows slightly, and all the necromantic beasts in the huge city fell silent and fell to the ground.

"Forget it, what kind of pomp is there to talk about so far."

Simon and Rudy each went back to their lodgings to rest, while Starmik, with a large pile of kitchen utensils on his back, left excitedly, saying that he wanted to wander around alone. Anniegill worriedly followed Qingyi, while Frankie acted as a bodyguard.

"Anigil, you know what?"

The boy looked up blankly.

Qingyi, who walked ahead, said: "There is gravity between everything. The greater the mass of something, the more it is able to attract other things towards it. Satellites are attached to planets, and planets are attached to stars, which in turn are only part of a higher celestial body. ”

"In fact, there is also a gravitational pull between people, and the better people are, the more they can attract others to get closer. In ancient China, there was a young man named Shun, who was very virtuous, so he was very loved. As long as it is where he lives, the fashion of courtesy will rise, and it can also drive the people around him to work seriously and seek 'refinement'. Wherever he went, people were willing to follow, and in the first year he formed a village, in the second a small town, and in the third year he formed a city. An excellent person who can attract others and allow others to attach to him, we call them 'kings', to be precise, 'qualified kings'. ”

"I don't have much luxury, I just want to be a star, and I can give them light and heat. But it's a pity ......."

Dad didn't say the rest of the words, but Anigil's 'chest' was already uncomfortably blocked.

At this moment, the gossip sect leader appeared in front of Qingyi and spread his hands eagerly: "'Light' color 'silk string'!" "There was a sparkle in his eyes that one could not refuse.

Qing Yi smiled, 'pulled' out the long rope that had seized his throne from the storage bag, and 'handed' it over to the Bagua Sect Master together with the "dark" 'crosshair'.

Light 'color' silk strings: Known as "Astant's Double Crown" along with "dark 'color' crosshairs", it is a heavy treasure owned by Lancelot, the archery master of Astant, and is usually collected in the secret room, and rarely appears in the world. Additional equipment, Physical Attack 100-120, Accuracy +40%, Attack Speed +3, Interrupt Skill Chance +10%. Archery 'fine' pass +1, fast 'shooting' +3, with light 'color' silk strings. Load 5, durability 100%. Requires 50 points of strength. Requires an archer or assassin to be level 40. ???? (Sealing)

The light 'color' silk string has super toughness, and it is sharper than the steel blade when pumping at high speed. Deals 100-200 slash damage to the target, with a 10% chance to inflict the "Cripple" modifier.

System Prompt: Complete your quest "Double Color" to get a reward: the friendship of the gossip leader. The Gossip Master cannot actively attack you or your subordinates.

The reward of the system is coercive, but Qingyi knows that he has indeed done the other party a great favor, and the reward he has received is definitely more than what the text describes. The gossip leader got the thing, threw down a "thank you" and flashed people, it seems that he is studying how to combine the three pieces of soul equipment.

Qingyi muttered, glanced at Annie Gill again, and continued: "I am no longer the king, and I am no longer qualified to teach you management knowledge. What will become of this country, I don't know, I just know that I did my best. I don't regret it, but I'm sad. ”

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"It's a pity that we got to know each other too late, Your Majesty ......"

"Even if there are many hardships ahead, please persevere and create a better future."

"Finally, I really want to...... You are my son......"

"You don't have to say anything. I have no regrets. ”

"Remember to show it for me, that void country where everyone is equal, thank you."

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In my mind, the voices of many acquaintances sounded and disappeared.

Despite admitting that he had done his best, Qingyi was still very uncomfortable. How good would it be if he only had to do his best? No matter how hard and tired he is, isn't it just his business? But in addition to his efforts, countless people have given their lives; The Empire of Twilight is not just his empire, but also the place where the souls of those who have died haunt it. If the victims can be resurrected again, Qingyi really doesn't know how to face them.

"Am I really a qualified king?"

"Please don't doubt yourself. Master, you are always the best king. Frankie replied.

"You have such a good relationship with me, I can't believe your answer." Qingyi scolded with a smile.

With that, the three of them had come to the front of the palace. In front of the big 'gate', all the subordinates were waiting with a smile.

"Your Majesty, you're too slow!" Fermat roared. Now his soul 'wave' length is more than Qingyi's, so the voice is far away.

"Your Majesty, you are safe and sound." Supervisor Jont's eyes were full of guilt: "It's all my fault, if I think about it beforehand......"

Skoll 'interjected' with his pipe: "Idiot Emperor, don't blame the boss, I asked you to lead the troops to cause this kind of thing to happen." Alas, you are so weak, in fact, everyone doesn't want to! ”

"I'm also responsible. I'm sorry, Your Majesty. Brian bowed deeply to Qingyi.

Qingyi was stunned. He pointed to himself and asked uncertainly, "I have lost the certificate of the king, why do you still call me Your Majesty?" ”

"Boss, you are my boss wherever you go, and this will never change!" Walter 'Bo' grinned. He pushed the two next to him again: "You guys also talk!" ”

"It's Your Majesty, Your Majesty appreciates, I, I, I'm here!" Strunm blushed and stammered.

"I say the same thing." As the only human in the room, Diesel greeted Qingyi with a mage salute.

"I don't care." The newcomer turned his face lazily and muttered, "How long will this sensational scene end......

Grande, who appeared as a teenager, laughed innocently: "Xiaobai! Come on, come here! I hid, hid a corpse, and left it for you to eat! ”

Master Patra smiled and said nothing, his eyes were kind, as if he were looking at his own child. And Nav pouted proudly, hugged her arms, and snorted, "Don't come up yet, do you want everyone to wait for you?!" ”

At this moment, Qingyi's feelings were 'intertwined', so that he was speechless for a while. He subconsciously looked at Frangi, who rarely showed a gentle smile, and then he subconsciously looked at Anigil, and his adopted son's eyes flashed with tears: "Daddy, you see, you are indeed a star." ”

He took the steps to go home.

The necromantic protection rules said goodbye to him completely, and the time had finally come for a dozen Swords of Damocles to fall. He knew that there might be bigger winds and waves ahead, and maybe there would be more bitterness and pain waiting for him......

But he had nothing to fear.

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Sara 'Monroe, a seaport city, docks.

Suo'er, whose hands and feet were bandaged, was carried on his back and came to the side of a ship.

"Coming? Not? How do you take a little girl with you? Beware of accusing you of 'abducting' underage 'women'! "Sitting on the side of the boat with his 'legs' crossed, Fallen Coffee said to the dry and guilty. Her 'legs' are really long and straight, like arrows of Eros, straight into people's hearts.

Su'er said loudly: "I asked him to take me away!" ”

Coffee smiled, and his eyes became cold: "Adults talk, children don't 'interject'!" ”

Su'er was very uncomfortable with that look, and was about to talk back, when a voice sounded faintly from behind her: "Don't be so unkind, coffee." ”

At this moment, Suo'er's blood temperature dropped to freezing. She didn't even notice that someone would be close at hand.

Boss Armani slowly walked past Su'er, and said nonchalantly: "She may be our new member, be polite and will not cause damage to your property." The further he went, the more the temperature of Su'er's blood rose.

Chisue, who was chatting with the NPC crew, turned his face and asked with a pure expression, "Little sister, do you know that our gang all fell out with your father?" It's no surprise what happens to us. ”

"I know." Su'er nodded and said seriously, "I hope to learn the skills of fighting from you." I want to be stronger. ”

"Why don't you study with your dad?"

Suo'er's eyes were gloomy and she didn't answer.

The assassin sighed: "It turns out that there is a problem. Well, I'm okay with that, but you need to 'pay' the tuition. How about three hundred gold coins a day? ”

"I, I don't have any money......"

"Forget it, don't tease her. I've signed all the contracts, so take her with me. "Qian Wuyi carried Su'er on his back, and a teleporter went to the deck.

"You're so good at talking? At the beginning, I didn't know who wanted to save face, and would rather the mercenary group be forcibly disbanded than find someone to fill the vacancy? Chigami said with a smile, and Qian Wuyi reached out to him and gestured at him, frightening him to hug his head and run away.

The yellow-mouthed crew rang the bell, and the ship was about to leave.

Su'er insisted on staying on deck, even though she was seasick and injured. She looked at the sea in front of the bow of the ship, and her heart was full of infinite yearning. Somehow, however, her tears were pouring down her face.

Farewell, Twilight Empire.

New adventures lie ahead.

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(End of Volume III)