Versatile Mage

Everyone was very surprised. At first, I thought that this living dead person was very difficult to speak. If he had to play a dimly dark day, he would have a result. If he knew that he mentioned his son, he would care so much.

Some things can be guessed even if you don't need to say that Xiaotai is not the pro-son of this living dead.

This living dead does not know how many years have been guarded in the vicinity of this ancient city wall. Its level should not be inferior to the death of the eight parties. Mo Fan, Mu Bai, and Zhang Xiaohou all deal with the undead, and can feel the monarch of this living dead. breath.

He lived for thousands of years, and where did a living son, Xiaotai?

In all likelihood, an orphan who was abandoned in this ancient city gate town, he stayed with the vendors during the day, and occasionally played with the children of the vendors, and the people who took care of him at night became This living dead.

The whole town only had Xiaotai alone. Xiaotai also said to all the people that he worked during the day and came back at night. Basically no one would spend the night here, so no one knew that Xiaotai’s adoptive father was a dead soul.

A child without a loved one lives alone in a market abandoned at night.

A dead soul who guards the ancient city wall for many years.

Xiaotai is adopted by the living dead. In the daytime, this living dead can't do anything. It depends on the kindness of the nearby merchants and folks. It will be accompanied by the night, and it is not easy for Xiaotai to be safe and comfortable.

But there will also be those who are unscrupulous, such as the magician who awakened Xiaotai at the age of ten. They must have seen some valuable things on Xiaotai’s hand, and flicked some folks who don’t understand this. Bring Xiaotai to the surrounding area to do magical awakening.

"You have been guarding for many years, is it too casual?" Zhao Manyan spit.

"This is my business, you don't have to worry about it." The cold and cold road of the dead.

"If you can't talk, you will say less." Jiang Shaoxu stunned Zhao Manyan.

"Well, you will say more." Zhao Manyan rolled himself aside.

Mo Fan recruited and waved to Xiaotai to come to himself.

In fact, even if there is no deal with this living dead, Mo Fan will cure the current trauma for Xiaotai.

It is just that he and Mu Bai’s soul honey obtained from the Helan Mountain worm valley is the best medicine. Without this special soul honey, the child has to be sent to the Parthenon to recover.

"This thing you hold, you can nourish his soul, you should be the undead should know how to use it." Mo Fan took out a small part of the soul honey, handed it to Xiaotai, let Xiaotai give him 爹.

When I got the soul honey, the cold air of the living dead body dissipated a lot.

It can be seen that this living person is really very concerned about Xiaotai.

"Thank you." The fierce light of the green scorpion of the dead man was dimmed, revealing a pair of black scorpions.

"You said that here is the mausoleum, who is the tomb?" Mo Fan asked inexplicably.

"Whose mausoleum, since you can find it here, is it not clear who the tomb is?" The ancient city gate asked the dead.

"The tomb of St. Totem." Ling Ling replied.

The ancient city gate died and nodded.

The crowd showed helplessness and frustration.

It took so many totems to find so many totems, and finally there was a complete clue to the St. Totem. In the end, there was only one tomb left in the St. Totem, which was guarded by a living dead.

Is there no longer a living totem in this world?

"The stag of the deer, the body of the mystical snake, the claws of the sea god, the skull of the heavenly tiger, the scales of the uncle..." the spirit whispered.

At first, she and Jiang Shaoxu believed that a totem represented a branch of a holy totem, but through Haidong Qingshen they unexpectedly discovered that each branch totem does not actually represent a single totem.

A totem, it may have two bloods of the holy totem at the same time!

For example, the totem mysterious snake.

The Totem Black Snake represents the head and tail of the Xuanwu St. Totem, but it also represents the body of the big snake on the mural of Huxin Island!

So Lingling reorganized the totems that had been found, and combined the parts that belonged to other St. Totems to another St. Totem, and finally found the outline of the big snake on the cloud on the mural of Huxin Island!

I thought this was the most likely to survive in the world, and the last thing I found was a mausoleum.

The mood suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley. If it was just a mausoleum, they could only gain the remaining power of the St. Totem, which could enhance their own strength, but it was far from alleviating the crisis facing the entire East Coast.

"Then we are going down, or not?" Zhao Manyan asked.

"Go! There may be other St. Totem clues. Since the White Tiger St. Totem is in Kunlun, we can't make it to Kunlun Mountain, even if we only find a bunch of white bones to collect." Mo Fan answered with certainty.

"The mysterious feathers are left with only one pool of Fuyang feathers. There are also a mausoleum left on the big snakes in the clouds. The two holy totems have already been determined to die. Just look at the White Tiger St. Totem of Kunlun and the Xuanwu St. Totem of the Ocean." Sighed.

Whether it is a snake on the cloud or a mysterious feather, the strength of these two St. Totems is above the basaltic and white tigers.

Especially the big snake on the cloud, it has been clearly stated on the murals of Huxin Island in Hangzhou. It is an ancestor beast that is far better than the Totem Xuan snake, at least the emperor...

A king-level creature with a heart to humanity is far more important than a cursed mage. The five base cities may be difficult to cope with, but as long as it sits in one of the base cities, the base city can definitely be preserved.

As long as there is a base city still exists, mankind has the hope of reclaiming the coastline. Otherwise, the entire east coast will fall, and the survival crisis will come. I don’t know how many people will die at that time!

"I will send you in. You should not sneak in this mausoleum, just look for your totem. Other places may kill you." said the guardian living dead.

"There is work." Mo Fan arched his hand.

"We took the things inside, where should you go to the Mausoleum?" Ling Ling suddenly asked.

This question asked the living of the guardian to death.

After a while, he smiled: "It doesn't matter, you are not the first person to go in. I was not qualified."

The Shouling people walked to the wall markings that had been descaled before Xiaotai. It stretched out its fingers and followed the pattern above, slowly and slowly, and the places that were traced by his fingers gradually lit up. The light of ......