"Don't worry, just follow me."
After speaking mysteriously, Ouyang Qianjin fell silent.
The group continued on their way, watching as Ouyang Qianjin resurrected the spiders and then put them into the undead space.
"Now I see, the treasure that Miss Ouyang was talking about is these spiders."
Yan Shaoqing, who was walking behind, said with a pursed lip.
"Haha, you just realized that? For necromancers, corpses are the best treasure, and they can even be resurrected."
Ying Wuyang laughed heartily.
She had a general understanding of Ouyang Qianjin's personality.
Even precious metals or pearls and gemstones are not as appealing to her as alchemical materials.
Moreover, Ouyang Qianjin, who possesses resurrection abilities, likely came to the Asgardian snow mountains to hunt dragons for the same reason: to obtain the dragon's corpse.
Therefore, she understands Ouyang Qianjin's current actions and even thinks they are justified.
Moreover, the young lady from Ouyang's family, who is rich, doesn't care about precious metals.
"I thought there were some kind of divine weapons or magical artifacts inside..."
Yan Shaoqing shook his head.
For him, weapons and the like are the real treasures.
As for these corpses, they were only things that necromancers were allowed to possess, and he had no interest in them.
"Don't forget this is my territory. Even if there are divine weapons here, they belong to me..."
Ouyang Qianjin, who was walking in front, suddenly said this.
Yan Shaoqing, who was quite a distance away, was startled.
"Haha, it seems you've been traumatized by Miss Ouyang."
Seeing Yan Shaoqing's expression, Ying Wuyang couldn't help but burst into laughter.
They didn't care at all whether Ouyang Qianjin could hear them.
"Hello!"
Yan Shaoqing felt embarrassed by his close friend's mockery, but he didn't know how to retort.
So he could only hold his breath, his face flushed and his neck thick with anger.
The group walked for half an hour in this cave, which was much wider than the previous one, and then arrived at a cave that was several times larger than the previous large cave.
“This time… really… Miss Ouyang, if there is another opportunity to travel with you, I would rather give it up.”
Yan Shaoqing looked utterly dejected.
At this moment, inside the cave, Yan Shaoqing was being held at the carotid artery in the neck by a person dressed in a black suit with a sharp-looking dagger.
It's unclear whether the other party could easily slice off Yan Shaoqing's head with a single stroke.
But at least they can cut open the major artery along with the trachea.
At least I'm absolutely certain about the aura emanating from the other party.
Although Yan Shaoqing was not afraid of this aura.
However, being threatened like this still made him somewhat angry.
Of course, it wasn't just him; everyone present, including Ouyang Qianjin and Ying Wuyang, was treated the same way.
This gave him some psychological balance.
And I also made a comment.
"Don't say that. It's so much fun following me. Isn't experiencing so many different kinds of fun that you've never experienced before a life experience in itself?"
Ouyang Qianjin smiled.
Look directly into my eyes.
He didn't even glance at the person next to him who was holding a dagger to his neck.
"If this can be considered a life experience, then I would rather not experience this kind of life experience."
Yan Shaoqing felt helpless in the face of Ouyang Qianjin's complaints.
"Shut up, who are you people?"
Just as the two were exchanging barbs, the person pressing against Ouyang Qianjin reprimanded her in a deep voice.
For Ouyang Qianjin, who has an automatic defense command.
For an assassin, getting close to anything is simply impossible.
The reason this guy was able to get close to Ouyang Qianjin was simply because she knew who was there.
Therefore, he had already ordered the skeletons protecting him not to attack.
After all... that way she would be in the right.
"You've got some nerve asking me who I am on my turf."
Pfft!
No sooner had Ouyang Qianjin finished speaking than the man was cleaved in two at the waist by a skeleton clad in black and purple armor and wielding a large sword.
moment.
The person didn't even have a chance to scream before he was gone.
It's not a linguistic joke, but a physical loss.
He melted into a pool of blood, like butter exposed to high temperatures.
"Pisco's been killed! You bastard...!!!"
"Let them come over."
Just as these men in black suits were about to avenge their companion, a woman's voice came from deep within the cave.
The sound had just arrived.
These guys immediately stopped all their movements.
This unwavering attitude even moved Ouyang Qianjin.
Although they don't seem to compare to the skeletons under my command.
"Soldiers, stay here and stand guard."
Ouyang Qianjin smiled and waved goodbye to the group of people who were glaring at her with gritted teeth.
That look was incredibly sarcastic.
The women in black dresses almost couldn't resist rushing up and fighting Ouyang Qianjin to the death.
"Hey, there's no need to be so sarcastic."
Yan Shaoqing, who was following behind Ouyang Qianjin and walking in a certain direction, complained.
"I love seeing them want to kill themselves, but they're helpless about it."
How could someone like Yan Shaoqing, who has no dreams, possibly understand something that brings him such joy?
"You're doing this... uh..."
Yan Shaoqing, who was about to complain, shut his mouth at this moment.
Because he saw an incredible, bizarre scene.
In the damp and dimly lit underground cave, a young girl was sitting at a small, white round table, elegantly drinking tea.
Her lips were slightly upturned, as if she were smiling, or perhaps lost in thought.
His eyes were like deep lake water, shimmering with a mysterious light, as if hiding countless secrets.
Her deep red dress was like a flame in the night, and the off-shoulder design showed off her charming collarbone and shoulder lines.
The red lace gloves she wore on both hands added to her mystery and feminine charm.
Her silver-white hair cascaded down naturally, like a waterfall, shimmering with dazzling light.
Against the backdrop of the red dress, her skin appeared even whiter, like white jade, radiating a soft glow.
Of course, a young girl's beauty comes not only from her appearance, but also from the radiance of her inner confidence.
This makes every movement of hers full of elegance and confidence.
A checkered tablecloth covered the small white round table, upon which sat an exquisite vintage kerosene lamp.
The faint, warm light shone through the glass lampshade, illuminating everything around it.
Bathed in the lamplight, the pastries on the table exuded an enticing aroma, as if telling the story of their deliciousness.
A beautiful tea set is placed next to the pastries, with fragrant black tea brewing in the teapot. The rising steam fills the air, giving people a warm and peaceful feeling.
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