In the dim room, Downton and the Death Banshee did not speak, and looked at each other quietly.

This is a fifteen-year-old girl with a naive and lovely taste on her tender cheeks, but there is a hint of Qingguoqingcheng between her eyebrows. In the future, she must be a man who can make many kings crazy Beauty.

The eyes are large, beautiful like sapphire, and the dim with tears, people can not help but pity, the nose bridge is upright, and a freckle that is about to fade, and the thin lip line, because the white white teeth bite, it is slightly Pink.

　　 "Don't look at me like this!" The Banshee was embarrassed, her two slender index fingers twisted together, and her eyes dodged Donton's attention, making her want to escape, but the door was blocked.

　　 "I saw such a timid and shy death banshee once!" The magic code flew out, showing the text.

　　 Banshee's thin body and obvious malnutrition. She wore a Victorian-style white dress with blue and white striped knee-high socks on her legs and a pair of pink round-toe shoes on her feet. It was as sweet as a cake.

　　 "Don't watch!" Suddenly stretched out her hand and covered her chest.

　　 "I'm not interested in poached eggs!" Downton didn't pay attention to the banshee's chest. When she said it, she swept it subconsciously.

　　 The slightly uplifted arc, as if it contains flowers to be placed, coupled with fair and slightly transparent skin, is absolutely full of lethality to some strange uncles.

　　 "You are a poached egg, your whole family is a poached egg!" Banshee is sloppy and her voice is ethereal. There is no such thing as a soul killer like death banshee, but she is like a bullied girl next door.

　　 "How long have you been here?" Downton didn't want to waste time. Perhaps from the Death Banshee, you can find the origin of this dungeon.

　　The Banshee's face suddenly became stiff, and then she became lonely, drifted to the corner, hugged her knees, and squatted down.

　　 "Hey!" Downton felt like a badass.

"I don't remember, anyway, for a long, long time, it took a long time for Koto vine to grow from a seed to climb the entire city, until Tia collected all the stones here and filled the back garden!" The death banshee suddenly sobbed Get up, "I miss home, I want mom, I want my brother to talk to me!"

Downton sighed and sat by the door. If he was still alerting the banshee to attack, then now, he has lost any fighting thoughts. This girl, like a little swan away from home, has no threat at all. .

　　 was silent for a while in the bedroom, until the girl stopped sobbing, Downton did not speak.

　　 "Where is your home? I will send you back!"

　　 "Really?" The girl's face was full of surprises, but after a moment it turned into a painful expression, "Hey, where is my home? Why can't I remember?"

　　 "What's going on?" Downton wrote, asking about the magic book.

"She is a dead female demon who naturally reincarnated, missing some of her memories of her life!" Homer sighed, "Although I don't know who killed the girl, she is undoubtedly lucky and has not become an ugly corpse ghost."

　　 Downton nodded, he knew that the natural reincarnation rate of the dead Banshee was one in 100,000, which was very rare.

"Death Banshee is born with a very strong affinity for magic energy, plus a long life can be squandered, as long as they want, they can become magicians, and they are still physiques of souls, until they are promoted to higher ranks, they are completely exempt Any physical department attack, except magic and divine magic, will not cause any damage to them at all." Homer praised repeatedly, "This is a natural magic race!"

"I know, the Death Banshee Legion of the Undead, is a tough mess, and has the reputation of the First Magic Legion of the Mainland!" Downton has seen the history of war brought back by Elaine, and many classic examples are recorded on it. The strongest six-generation Banshee Legion once relied on powerful long-range magic to project fire power, and within a day, it will be the twenty-three main city of the human kingdom!"

"Yes, so the Death Banshee was born to be an aristocrat, and you will be sent to the Military Magic Academy as a child to train. You should be lucky. If you meet a Death Banshee in another place, you are absolutely dead." Homer reminded Downton, "Don't think that if you have more ghoul meat shields, you can run rampant in the dungeon."

　　 "Don't cry, your eyes are swollen!" Comforting the death banshee, Downton began to demolish the door of the room, piled up a pile of wood, ready to fire.

　　Although the girl often cried, she stopped quickly, after all, she was used to this kind of loneliness.

　　 "Cough, what are you going to do?" Watching Downton lit the bonfire, the room was filled with smoke, and the Death Banshee quickly stopped it.

　　 "Barbecue, do you want to eat dinner?" Downton did not know the life habits of the death banshees, but they should not exclude food.

　　 "Don't, so disgusting!" The death banshee looked at the **** flesh, seemingly abandoning the **** smell and drifting away.

　　 "Hey, are you a banshee? Okay, how do I make me look like an undead creature!" Downton was depressed. "If there were any choices, I wouldn't eat this!"

　　 "Eat? By the way, you wait!" The girl floated out, this is the talent of the death banshee, she floats her own understanding of the floating technique, and does not consume any magic energy.

　　 "It seems that your dinner is solved." Homer admired, "Fortunately, I didn't leave just now, otherwise I wouldn't have encountered such a special death banshee."

　　Just one minute later, the Death Banshee held a clay pot in her hands and floated back.

　　 "Honey, I collected it, it was delicious!"

　　 The dead Banshee stuffed the clay pot into Downton's hands, blinking her big beautiful eyes, looking at him expectantly, like a girl showing off her new toy to her little friend.

　　 "You are an evil undead creature, do you want to be so cute?" Downton thought in his heart, unscrewed the lid, looked at the golden honey, and took a sip.

　　 "How is it? How is it? Sweet or not?" The Death Banshee circled around Downton and could not wait to ask.

　　 "Very sweet, thank you!" Downton licked his lower lip and wrote in the magic book, "Why are there bees in this dead dungeon?"

"There is nothing to be fussed about. Even if it is the dead language plane of the undead life, there are countless plants and insects. Do you think that all the bareness is stone?" Homer gave Downton evil common sense, "You are lucky. This should be the honey collected by the ghost bees, but it is extremely delicious. In the human country, an ounce will cost more than 10,000 gold lands."

　　 "So expensive?" Downton was scared. Didn't he drink a lot of money just now? During these fifteen years, he has not saved enough 10,000 gold coins.

　　 "Ghost honey has the effects of soothing the mind, strengthening the body and restoring magic energy. It is a good tonic, not to mention that this bee only builds nests in the dark environment. It is too difficult for humans to collect honey."

　　Homer estimated that this jar of honey weighed five pounds, save a bit of food, enough to hold Down for half a month, but the next second, he made a surprise move.

　　 "What are you doing?" Looking at the jar handed over by the teenager, the death banshee was puzzled, "Not good?"

　　 "No, this ghost honey is too expensive, I have no gifts." Downton blushed, he is not a man who likes to be greedy and cheap.

"This turned out to be ghost honey, how erudite you are!" The death banshee folded her hands together and placed them on her chest, her eyes full of stars, and looked at Downton in admiration. "I don't want a gift, you just like to drink it, it's gone , I can pick it again!"

　　Tang Dun laughed twice and felt so embarrassed that he was a poor ghost and could not even send the gift.

　　 "Yes, you wait!" Downton remembered that there were wildflowers in the yard, ran out quickly, picked a handful, and made a wreath.

　　 "It's so beautiful!" The Death Banshee floated behind, looking at the flowers, couldn't help but admire.

　　 "Send it to you!" Downton put the garland on the banshee's head, with black hair, like an oil painting, the beauty can not be added.

　　The banshee blushed, her head lowered, and her two index fingers were twisted together again. This was the first time she received a gift from the boy and was very nervous.

　　 "Next time, I will definitely give you a good-looking gift." Downton found several grass stems and made a lifelike grasshopper.

　　 "It's so beautiful!" Putting the grasshopper in the palm of her hand, the girl sighed and giggled.

　　 There was a smile on the corner of Donton's mouth, and he thought of Elaine.

　　 Before the family had no money, my sister was envious of seeing other girls have toys, but she was very clever and never asked for it. Downton used grass stems to make her various bugs to make her happy.

　　 "Celestia, my name!" The Banshee of Death feels like the happiest day of her life, "Thank you for your gift!"

　　 "My name is Downton!" Downton didn't find out until now that Cerise was talking to herself, her lips never moved. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "This is the innate soul communication magic of the Banshee of Death, otherwise you think she can understand the Drankfu?" Homer saw Downton's doubts and solved them for him.

　　 "There are still three humans in that hotel. You must be careful. They are bad guys and they will definitely kill you!" Downton, as a man, couldn't really say that Celes would help collect the magic stone.

　　 Banshee can collect gems, collect honey, and naturally can also find magic stones, and maybe there is already a lot of inventory.

　　 "Well, I would never come out if you weren't worried about killing your brother." Ceres showed a terrified and sad expression. She also knew that she was an undead and would be destroyed by humans as evil creatures.

　　 "Brother?" Downton listened intently, without any movement.

　　 "Well, here, you must be careful!" Celesis floated to the roof.

　　 Downton followed, climbed the ladder, and then through the tattered window, saw the death knight lying on the bed.

　　 "War Level?" Homer was startled. The magic detection had just been released, and two green flames suddenly appeared in the opponent's eyes.

　　 Downton's scalp is numb, and the high-level death knight has a combat power of at least not lower than the fifth level of the war. Even if the strongest Robinson comes, it will be completely exploded in an instant.

　　 "Run!" Homer projected the text to urge Downton to escape from here before the death knight came out, otherwise he would definitely die.

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