I!The god of salted fish, was overheard by Master Lolita

O(╥﹏╥)o is really... a crime!

……

After the negotiation was over, Nanako turned her head, her eyes were slightly moist, and she also felt very distressed seeing her disciple's silence.

To be confessed by one's own descendants.

It's really a very sad thing no matter how you think about it.

"Hug me, don't cry, don't cry."

Nanako walked over distressedly, patted Lynn on the back, offered her shoulders, and let her apprentice lean on her.

"After you go back, Master will give you a few days off."

After all, something like this happened...

The disciple's mind must have been severely hurt...

Nanako was also in tears.

"Is it okay to take a month off?" Lynn forced tears into his eyes.

Nanako nodded and said pitifully, "It's ok."

"Is it possible to ask for things like pinching shoulders and back?" Lynn cried even more.

"It's ok." Nanako said even more moistly.

"Is it okay to sleep together?"

"OK……"

Snapped--

Nanako closed her eyes and gasped.

……

The basement of Yue'erlan Castle.

The sword puppet had been pacing back and forth for a whole day.

And as long as he thought of the horrible scene he saw yesterday, he felt that his magic energy core was about to burn.

"This stupid girl! This stupid girl!"

The sword puppets trembled.

It's okay to suddenly confess to others in public.

But do you know that the object of your confession is your ancestors!

This is no longer the rhythm of smoking from the ancestral grave...

This is already the rhythm that makes all your ancestors crawl out of their graves in shock as zombies!

"I hope Master won't be angry!" Sword Puppet paced back and forth, anxious.

And at this time.

The space in the basement suddenly twisted.

next moment.

He saw a handsome young man slowly appearing in front of him.

"Morning." Lynn took a puff of cigarette silently.

In an instant, the sword puppet opened his eyes wide in surprise.

The Lord... is the Master! !

The owner is coming to see himself! !

Without saying a word, the sword puppet rushed over quickly, knelt down on one knee, beat his chest heavily with one hand, and said excitedly:

"Sword puppet No. 7 of the sword series, I have met the master!"

That's right.

He was one of a series of puppets created by Lynn after finishing all the skills in magic engineering.

It's just that he is a little special.

In the process of being created, he accidentally produced his own consciousness, so Lynn has always been with him.

Until the gods come down.

He was arranged to be the guardian of the Violet family.

Until today.

It's 1000!

It's been 1000 years!

"Master, I really never thought that you...you are still alive!" Sword Puppet burst into tears.

Lynn took a breath, opened his dead fish eyes and said:

"There's nothing to be surprised about. In the Three Caves of the Cunning Rabbit, everyone will give themselves some backhands. After all, fighting against the gods is not very sure."

The sword puppet burst into tears.

Back then, he was assigned to protect the descendants of the master's family, so he did not personally participate in that decisive battle.

And later, when he heard the news of his master's death, he almost collapsed.

For the entire 1000 years, he lived every day in the great sorrow of his father's death, but now knowing that his master is not dead, how could he not cry.

"Great! Really great!"

The sword puppet burst into tears.

"The old slave really misses you every day, and she washes her face with tears every day..."

He pointed to a table not far away, and cried loudly:

"I kowtow to you every day, and hope that you can come back from the dead and lead us to face the gods again!"

Lynn was taken aback, then looked in the direction he was pointing at.

A dilapidated table.

Above it hung the portrait of a tall, grey-and-white man.

There are three sticks of incense in front of you.

There was green smoke.

It was exactly what he looked like when he was the Violet Maharaja.

"..."

"..."

Lynn walked over with his dead fish eyes open, glanced at it, and saw a few books on the table.

The Magic Guide to Raising the Dead (Necro Edition)

"The Rising Zombie Terminology"

The Encyclopedia of How to Communicate Normal with Zombie Ancestors

"Zombies and Girls Must Tell Secrets"

"On the Correct Combing Posture of Old Ancestors After Rigid Hair Growth"

Kaka-

Lin En closed his eyes, clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and said complicatedly:

"Sword Puppet, you really have a heart, I am afraid that in this world, you are the only one who thinks about how to resurrect me every day!"

Sword Puppet said with tears in his eyes: "This is what I should do, old servant!"

Chapter 48 My name is Lynn. Your ancestor Lynn waved his hand and decisively stopped this fucking topic.

"I came to you this time for two main things."

Lynn walked with his hands behind his back;

"The first thing is to help you do repairs, so that you don't really fall apart."

"The second thing..."

Lin En raised his head and said, "As for that stupid girl Vivienne, who is my descendant, I plan to tell her my identity directly, so as to prevent her from having some unrealistic ideas, what do you think?"

As soon as this remark came out, Sword Puppet was instantly overjoyed.

Is the master going to disclose his identity to his descendants? ! !

He also thinks this is a very feasible thing.

After all, as long as he recalled what happened last night, he would feel a headache.

But as long as the ancestor discloses his identity.

Tell her face to face that he is Lord Violet and her ancestor.

Then her newly sprouted feelings will definitely be crushed to death in the cradle immediately.

"Master, have you finally decided to disclose your identity?"

Lin En nodded, and said: "I thought it was unnecessary before, but I thought about it, and this is the only way to make that yellow-haired girl get rid of that idea in her heart as quickly as possible. After all, the sooner this idea is cut off, the better."

That's right.

Being confessed to by one's own descendants is already fucked up.

If she really can't forget it.

That is really the rhythm of Zu Feng's smoke!

for a long time.

The sword puppet coughed, and thought about it: "That...Actually, master, I don't know if I should say something..."

"Speak!" Lynn glanced at him.

The sword puppet said seriously: "The so-called, the blood is separated by three generations..."

"..."

Papapa—crack—boom—boom——

"Master, stop! Stop! I just said it casually, put down the chair quickly!!"

"Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"

After playing for a few minutes.

Lin En looked at o(╥﹏╥)o endlessly, the sword puppet who was about to fall apart, and said calmly:

"Don't play this kind of messy meme again, you understand? Otherwise, hit me once!"

Sword Puppet o(╥﹏╥)o said: "Understood, master."

Lynn shook her head.

Then Lynn stretched out his hand, and his fingertips flickered slightly.

The space around him slowly cracked one after another.

Under the stunned gaze of the sword puppet, pieces of top-level mithril and divine gold slowly emerged one after another.

"Let's help you renovate it first, and save you from dying suddenly one day."

Lynn thought about it.

The mithril and divine gold immediately began to deform, and then gradually turned into various parts and structures.

After his rebirth that year, his family property hidden in the inner space was not lost.

But now it can come in handy, looking at the scene in front of him, the sword puppet can be described as surprised and delighted.