Chapter 28

"Let's go to the city."

Glancing at the sunset that was about to end, Xiao Han cleaned up his elegant and noble noble noble uniform, carrying Obsidian sword and leather boots. Under the surprised gaze of a group of slave merchants, he led the dead mage drinking milk and the murderous seagulls into the city.

Of course, before entering the city, he was registered by the Titan city guard.

Name, occupation, rank, brief origin, and then get a pass.

But when the necromancer revealed the cultivation of the silver level, the people around him showed a touch of respect.

Xiao Han, surrounded by a group of noble ladies, expressed his understanding. After all, no matter how the world changes, power is the fundamental.

"What a lovely fox boy, your Highness the noble necromancer, I'll give you thirty silver shells. He belongs to me!"

"Ah, Miss Lily, that's not good. I saw him first! I'm willing to give ten more silver shells!"

"Yes, lily, there are brown bear dolls in your family. Can you give me this fox man?"

Lily, who is respected by the girls, has shoulder length blond hair and a petite figure, but her pupils are full of arrogant color: "no, this is mine!"

"Well, I'm a werewolf..."

Xiao Han weakly reminded me.

However, regardless of Xiao Han's feelings, this group of family ladies who trade slaves as the norm still touch him everywhere with their fingers and knead his lovely and beautiful face. Even the tail of the fox (Wolf) was kneaded wantonly. The fluffy feel made them worse and rubbed the soft feeling with his face.

After all, in their eyes, Xiao Han's rank is a spicy chicken (Xiao Han: I admit it!), and the necromancer following the silver rank belongs to each other's private property.

Since it is private property, it can be traded with money, which is not uncommon in Titan city or most of northern Europe.

"Xiao... Your highness Xiao Han?"

The necromancer, who received a silver badge, was surprised to see the helpless fox man boy surrounded by his sister.

"Your Highness?!"

For a moment, people were shocked by the name after they confirmed that they had heard it correctly.

As soon as the voice fell, a group of noble ladies surrounded Xiao Han ran away. Before leaving, they reluctantly touched Xiao Han.

Well, it feels good and has good skin.

It is estimated that this is their inner emotion.

"Come on... Don't look at me like that. I'm fine."

Xiao Han sighed that the wronged appearance of "being molested but unable to resist and forced to hold back tears" made the corners of the Necromancer's mouth twitch.

The God given contract between the necromancer and Xiao Han is in the form of master and servant. However, it is the latest equal version. Either party has the right to untie the contract and does not control the behavior of the other party in Xiao Han's imagination.

As an old Yin Bi's necromancer, I'm not so stupid.

"By the way, where's Guanghui?"

Suddenly, Xiao Han felt the empty position of his shoulder and said in surprise: "won't you be caught by those noble ladies to stew pigeon soup!! ∑ (° △° |)"

"It, it goes fishing outside the city and prepares dinner."

"Well, it's all in town. Can't you find a restaurant? It also provides accommodation."

"I want to."

The necromancer explained, facing Xiao Han's surprised eyes, he spread his hand: "Your Highness, we have a very serious problem to solve."

"What's the problem?"

"We have no money..."

“……”

No one expected that it would be so unfortunate if they were not fully prepared.

After touching him for a while, Xiao looked up at the sky at a 45 degree angle.

Night fell and the sky was dark.

Okay,

Good,

It's so poor that maybe mice don't want to patronize.

No, they don't even have a place to live now. Mice can't see them. They really want to sleep on the street.

"What are you looking at!"

Xiao Han's eyes narrowed slightly and stared at a mouse in the street, as big as a cat. He was staring at Xiao Han and others curiously.

In the next moment, he was stunned by the fierce momentum of Xiao Han's outbreak. The mouse excited and ran away!

"Money!"

Regardless of the passer-by mouse who brushed the sense of existence, Xiao Han held an obsidian sword and flashed a light on the bottom of his eyes.

I don't know how much I can sell such excellent equipment!

At least, it can solve the urgent problem!

Soul suit is the fighting equipment of professionals.

It is refined from special materials and added with a little rare soul gold. After being thoroughly refined, professionals can be included in the soul for easy access.

This is also the reason why prisoners escaped from the kesenberg line and maintained a certain combat effectiveness.

"Ding, emergency task release, please check!"

"Ding... Ding Ding ~ Ding Ding ~ poor Ding Ding ~ no money ~ no house ~ no object ~ Hey!"

"Merry Christmas, cute new devil!"

"Poof!"

Xiao Han, who was drinking a can of wangzi's milk, sprayed. The corners of his mouth kept the previous radian and was very skilled.

So show his face, whenever he is in a difficult trough, he will jump out in the most sand carving way to brush the sense of existence.

The crimson pupils flashed, and a column of information emerged:

Task: I have a bold idea (repeatable task 0 / 10)

Difficulty: none (a newborn child can do it with paper)

Content: when you sleep in the cemetery, you must see the first ray of light in the morning.

Reward: milk X3, experience fruit x10

[I dare to sleep even in the cemetery when I step on a horse. Is there a public toilet where I can't sleep?!]

"Cemetery?"

Xiao Han was stunned and his eyes were confused.

In Titan City, there is a public cemetery. In a diversified environment, the cemetery here is not only the place where the dead sleep, but also the residence of the dead.

For example, once the necromancer came here, it was like returning to his hometown. In a clean place in the cemetery, he carried out a coffin with Summoning Magic to help him practice (sleep).

Xiao Han looked at him helplessly, but he still resisted.

"Pa!"

When Xiao Han yawned, suddenly, a fish fell from the sky, his head hit the ground first, and the blood splashed. The fish's eyes stared at Xiao Han, and he really didn't close his eyes!

Xiao Han: "?"

The quiet cemetery, with dense tombstones and moss, exudes a gloomy and terrible atmosphere.

Maybe, walking on the cemetery, a skeleton hand suddenly jumped out of the ground, grabbed your foot, dragged it into the soil and did something indescribable.

Xiao Han looked left and right. Except for a tombstone bearing in mind "Mrs. Thatcher" sitting behind him and the coffin where the necromancer slept, there was no creature and eerie silence.

"Pa TA PA TA!"

The fat fish that was thrown and bled was not dead, and the fish's tail jumped a few times.

The starry sky is bright, and the dead fish eyes look up at the starry sky with a strong desire for survival.

Perhaps, if there are good people, they can save it.

"No bandages, no medicine, it seems that there is no salvation."

Xiao Han said solemnly, his eyes dignified, staring at each other's increasingly trembling fish tail.

Well, it's fresh and energetic. Hop a few times.

"I know you're in pain, which frees you."

Xiao Han pondered for a moment, looked at the fish belly turned up by the other party, and pulled out the Obsidian sword.

It looks like there's a lot of meat.

Fat fish:

"Click!"

A black sword pierced into the abdomen, and the fat fish was killed cleanly and became the booty of the new demon king.

Fat fish: "I TM thank you!"

Meng Xin demon king: "you're welcome nm."