Tangning was somewhat flattered by the compliments.
He could now also feel the taste. Tang Ning felt that what he made was just an ordinary home-cooked meal. The other party saying "it was acceptable" was already an encouragement. He definitely didn't think that he would say it was delicious.
It's not that it's unpalatable, it's not that it's edible, it's very delicious.
Tang Ning was not sure for a moment if "he" was trying to please him on purpose. If you like it, just eat more.
Um.
"He" sat in his seat and ate the entire plate of braised pork made by Tang Ning bite by bite. During the whole process, "he" remained silent as if he was thinking about something.
During this time, Tang Ning felt that the dry meat was too greasy and wanted to persuade "him" to drink some water, but he was worried that maybe "he" just liked it this way, so he didn't dare to say anything.
After eating, "he" drank a sip of water and wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief. The sky outside the castle had darkened, and it was time for them to leave.
When the Duke was about to take the butler to say goodbye to "him", "he" stood up and said, "I'll go too."
His Excellency the Duke naturally expressed his welcome.
Before he left, he casually tossed the candle to the monk and glanced at Christine, "Follow."
After saying this, he walked out calmly without caring about the reactions of the two people in front of him.
The butler brought him the pony he rode during the day, but he refused directly, saying, "I want a unicorn."
The unicorn's front hoof was injured, so it shouldn't be led out. However, his attitude was firm and the butler didn't dare to disobey him, so he immediately led the injured unicorn out.
The unicorn looked sick and listless.
"He" took out clear pool water and special medical bandages from the space ring, squatted down to clean the unicorn's wound and changed the bandages. After "his" simple treatment, the effect was obvious.
The unicorn couldn't help but rub its head against "him" affectionately.
However, it was despised by "him" and its big head was pushed away. The unicorn lowered its noble head a little sadly.
He didn't need anyone's help. He easily lifted his feet and rode the unicorn. He sat on the unicorn with his back straight and his chin slightly raised. "Let's go."
Without the butler's guidance, the unicorn obeyed "his" orders and moved forward.
Wow, can it understand human language? Tangning showed surprise as if she had never seen the world before.
"Yeah," he replied lazily.
But it listens to you now, will it ignore you when the evening comes? Tangning asked worriedly.
No. “He” said.
Oh. Tangning trusted "his" words.
The bell hanging from the unicorn's spiral horn swayed, making a pleasant sound. Tang Ning shared the same vision with "him". He found that "he" was very careless and looked around like he was on a picnic, glancing here and there.
A breeze blew past my face, lifting my long hair.
The scenery here is quite nice. Tangning said: It looks a lot like the style in a Western fantasy game.
It's so ugly. "He" said with disdain.
The Duke at the side spoke to "him", "Master Priest, do you want me to go with you to the forbidden place left by a former priest of light?"
"Um."
"The flowers of light there are beautiful," said the Duke.
"The darker the soil, the more beautiful flowers of light will bloom." Tang Ning heard "he" saying something meaningful.
It was getting darker and darker, so dark that I couldn't see the road ahead clearly.
If a person faced this dark environment, Tang Ning would be uncontrollably scared, but now the person controlling this body was "him", Tang Ning was not afraid at all, and asked with great interest: Can we see the whole process of their transformation later
Just like a child who is taken out for a spring outing and asks questions everywhere.
Yes. “He” replied very briefly, but at least he answered every question.
The unicorn suddenly turns into an undead horse. Will it be uncomfortable for our butts to sit on it
"He" thought about it and asked the question.
It was a rare opportunity for Tangning to ask a question that was praised by him, and she felt happy for a moment.
"You." The slender white finger casually pointed at the butler, "Now go get me a saddle."
The butler arrived late without saying anything, so he hurried back to the castle.
Without the butler, the group continued to move deeper into the jungle.
Is the Duke strong? Tangning continued to wonder: I think he looks very strong, so he should be quite weak after being contaminated. How can he still create such a strong destructive force
His polluted side is indeed weak in darkness. "He" said.
The group stepped into the depths of the dense forest, and Tang Ning saw a faint golden light emanating from the darkness. It turned out that the flower of light seen during the day would glow at night.
Night falls.
The butler was a little slow after all, and the saddle was not delivered before the unicorn transformed.
Tang Ning felt the flesh of the unicorn he was sitting on melt like a candle meeting fire, and soon only hard bones were left. Two clusters of green ghost fire jumped out from its eye sockets. The undead horse shook its body violently, as if trying to throw "him" off its back.
Oops!
The next moment, "he" stretched out his hand and slapped the undead horse.
The force didn't seem to be great, but a chilly aura wrapped around the palm. This chill seemed to have a huge deterrent effect on the undead horse, and the undead horse was stunned in an instant.
Tangning stared at the scene blankly, and recalled what he had just said. It seemed that the undead horse would not ignore his orders...
So what's the Duke like now
He raised his head, and Tang Ning followed his line of sight to see the Duke standing in the flowers. His body radiated the same soft light as the flowers of light, and every strand of his golden hair seemed to be soaked in light and sparkling.
This, this is…
"This is the power of light!" Christine said in shock.
The monk held up a candle, and the candle he used emitted a soft orange-red light.
Under the gazes of the crowd, the power of light in the Duke's body became stronger and stronger. The rich power of light extended out to all around in an instant, starting from the soles of the Duke's feet!
Intricate and gorgeous array patterns lit up on the ground covered with flowers and plants. The array patterns flashed with colorful golden light, which was constantly trembling, as if something was pressed under the ground.
In this situation, "he" patted the undead horse on the head, and the undead horse trembled forward, towards the duke who had his eyes closed but whose momentum was rising!
The light became brighter and brighter, making the Duke's entire face blurry. This rich aura of light should have made people feel warm, but strangely, Tang Ning could only feel a terrible pressure.
The land under the duke's feet gushed out smelly blood, bones emerged from the flowers and plants, and mournful wails seemed to be heard from underground.
The undead horse was afraid and dared not move forward.
"He" slapped him again with his backhand.
The violent undead horse trembled as it walked forward, and the ghost fire in its eyes seemed to be turning into tears of grievance and fear.
Although Tang Ning was not facing all this alone, when she saw "him" approaching, she couldn't help but asked fearfully: What are we going to do now
Kill him.
Tangning: “?”
Before Tang Ning could react, his vision changed drastically. Just like when he tried to cry to activate the true eye of this body, at this moment, "he" used this ability to the fullest.
In this strange vision, the originally bright and soft golden light on the Duke's body suddenly turned into a dazzling blood light. Countless miserable and resentful howls echoed in this forbidden area, layer upon layer, making Tang Ning's soul begin to feel dizzy.
The "Duke" standing in the center of the huge restriction suddenly opened his eyes. A strong golden light gathered in his eyes, making it impossible to see his original eye color.
Tang Ning, who was in a dizzy spiritual state, was suddenly startled and had the illusion that he was being stared at by an extremely terrifying being!
He stared blankly at the "Duke" standing in the interweaving of blood and gold light. The other party was also looking at him, or at "him".
A faint, sharp voice came from the "Duke's" mouth: "Tangning."
He was not the High Priest that the Duke usually liked to call him.
But it was the word Tang Ning.
Tang Ning was completely stunned, but at this moment he was just a bystander.
The undead horse leaped forward, and "he" riding on the horse stretched out his hands from his wide sleeves. Pale flames emerged from his palms, leaving a residual shadow in the void.
Countless more pale flames than the previous candles were cast towards the "Duke", and the light on the "Duke's" body was madly devoured by those flames.
Tang Ning still remembered that the ghost that occupied the monk's body wailed in pain when it was touched by a little pale flame, but the "Duke" who was about to turn into a fire man stood there motionless, without struggling or howling.
Very powerful.
His strength made Tang Ning think that perhaps even "he" could not defeat him.
Sure enough, the next moment, an even more dazzling blood light came like a huge wave, instantly submerging most of the pale flames. The huge impact force almost made Tang Ning, who was in a soul state, faint.
He turned the undead horse around without hesitation, and pulled the two dumbfounded players onto the horse's back, "Stop them."
After "he" finished explaining, before "he" could pat the undead horse's head again, the undead horse spread its legs and ran wildly, because under their bodies, under the feet of the "Duke", countless white bones emerged from the soil soaked with blood, and the undead with ghost fire burning in their eye sockets crawled out and chased in the direction where Tang Ning and the others fled.
The monk held a candle in one hand and took out Buddhist beads from his pocket with the other hand. Those Buddhist beads were scattered from the broken Buddhist bead bracelet, and now the monk threw them out one by one.
Once the Buddhist beads, which seem to have no lethal power, hit the skull, they will instantly turn the skull into powder.
On the other side, Christine kept chanting spells. When he finished a long string of spells, his hand released a beam of light, and the undead that were hit by the beam of light would stop in their tracks.
What is going on?! Tangning asked in panic.
"He" did not answer Tang Ning, but instead said: Magic mirror, magic mirror, is the person in the mirror me
no.