Chapter 268: The Necrotic Thief

The undead Li Yuan was a mage. He was holding a bone staff with a long bone in his hand, but he did not use magic. Instead, he ran into the crowd, which made the concubines scream in shock, and several important officials kept retreating.

A martial god knew that it was controlled by a young magician, and the young man followed Lu Lingfeng, so he was not good at making heavy moves, so he only used a broad sword to block its way.

The undead Li Yuan did not bother him, and turned around and ran towards another group of people. Wherever he passed, he was frightened. Caesar frowned and couldn't say anything.

"What are you doing?" Lu Lingfeng said. He knew that Ferleg was not a person who was so serious all day long, but he had a bit of Denzel's demeanor. Unfortunately, he was too young and lacked vitality. This was what she was most dissatisfied with Ferleg.

"I don't know, I want to see it too. I just let it defend and protect it, it moves itself." Felleg replied. The study of necromancer magic is still too far away from thoroughly, and there are too many things that he cannot understand.

Because of this, Ferlig wanted to know what the undead Li Yuan was going to do? Anyway, if you have yourself, you will never let it hurt. In my mind, the magical connection with the undead Li Yuan has never been interrupted.

At this time, through this connection, Ferlig could feel that the undead Li Yuan was very excited and extremely excited. This was not to hurt people, nor did he want to protect anyone, Ferlig couldn't tell what was wrong with it.

"Stand and don't move." Lu Tianhao heard the conversation between the two and shouted to everyone behind him. The emperor's majesty made everyone dare not move. He suppressed the fear in his heart and watched a pair of bones burrowing around the crowd.

No one dared to move, and the undead Li Yuan was even more like a fish in water. He passed by the crowd, grabbed the young marquis' clothes, and even took off the clothes in public. Felleg could no longer bear it.

Just as he was about to issue an order, Lu Lingfeng reached out to pat his shoulder, shook his head, and stopped him from giving orders to the undead.

The young marquis screamed, his body twisted strangely for a few times, and he slid out of the hands of the necromancer Li Yuan with his clothes. The necromancer Li Yuan did not chase him anymore, but instead grabbed all kinds of things with both hands, with dozens of them.

I don’t know how it holds it with ten dead fingers.

"Huh? That's my family-born wisdom ring?" A noble lady's surprise sound came from the crowd.

"Stop...stop, that's my private seal."

"Ah... Why did Bilingzhi get into its hands?"

"Come on, catch him." Lu Lingfeng ignored the exclamations of these people and ordered the surrounding guards to capture the young marquis.

The young man looked at the things in the hands of the undead Li Yuan in a daze. When he saw Shi Wei step forward, he suddenly took off his brocade clothes and turned around, a pink smoke rose. The smoke condensed in the air and blocked everyone's sight.

The clouds were indeed strange. The magician's tornado was emitted three times in a row, but it was still condensed in the air. It was not until a magic saint took action that it was blown away. After the red cloud disappeared, where was the figure of the young marquis there?

From the time when the necromancer Li Yuan chased the man, Lu Lingfeng realized that something was wrong. There was an indescribable strange feeling on the man, and it was difficult for Lu Lingfeng to tell who he was.

With great force, he actually had a trace of fluctuations unique to the magic element. If it weren't for her, an ordinary martial god might not have felt it.

Fellig was on the contrary. He could feel the magic fluctuations in the young man's body, but he could not know that he still had strong force. He thought he was a magician. Looking at his body skills, how could the magician do it? They were each a high-level warrior.

Even though he paid attention to the young man's actions early, Lu Lingfeng still couldn't find out how he escaped.

The red clouds and mist can block people's sight, but cannot block the hearing of the strong. As long as there is breath, it is difficult to escape Lu Lingfeng's ears. However, from the moment the red fog rises, Lu Lingfeng lost the breath of the young man.

"No need to look for it. He ran away." Lu Lingfeng waved his hand and asked Shiwei to retreat. What's next.

There is no need for Lu Lingfeng to deal with it. If you can get into the ranks of the high ritual, you can always find out which family he pretended to be. I hope the person who was pretended to be still alive.

"This person must be the little disciple of the Heavenly Demon. Colin Knepp, known as the thief in the Western Continent, is the best person to steal, disguise, disguise, and steal, and has learned all the true teachings of the Heavenly Demon Girl in the system. It is said that he is even more skillful than the Heavenly Demon Girl.

The witch of the Heavenly Heaven is indeed amazing. The disciples he taught were all better than her. In this regard, I am far inferior to her." Lu Lingfeng said softly. Only the closest people could hear what she said.

Lu Lingfeng is not talented, but he is full of pride and never bows his head to others. It is extremely rare to hear praising someone from her mouth, let alone admitting himself.

After Lu Lingfeng sighed, he glanced at the undead Li Yuan who was walking back, and smiled even more in public.

I think Li Yuan is the identity of a Viking prince. He likes to steal, but he actually goes deep into his bones. Even if he dies, he will steal something from others.

Unfortunately, he lost his brain after his death. He just stole things, but he just robbed them in public. Fortunately, he robbed Collin, a thief in the West Continent, and it was very interesting to meet the thief prince of the East Continent.

"Grandmother, who is this bone?" Lu Tianhao, as a martial saint, was afraid of a pair of rotten bones. However, he was also very curious that this bone would actually steal a thief. Could it be that it was a horse looking for the city during his lifetime?

"Li Yuan, Viking Li Yuan." Lu Lingfeng said, Lu Tianhao's face shook. Of course he knew about the thief prince. He heard that he had appeared again recently and was about to cause trouble for Caesar.

"Huh? Li Yuan is dead?" Zhang Tianhao then realized that the skeleton in front of him would stay after the death of the person. After thinking it through, he was immediately overjoyed. Li Yuan is a master of the Dharma Saint, and even Denzel may not be his opponent.

Li Yuan, who hated Caesar, was extremely terrible, and it didn't matter if the dead Li Yuan was dead.

"Saint Denzel, it seems that you don't need to come forward to help your grandmother." Lu Tianhao turned to the dead Denzel and said. He hadn't noticed that Denzel had already been silent. No matter how human it looked, the dead did not need to breathe.

"Denzel...he is dead too." Lu Lingfeng said secretly, immersed for a moment, and raised his head: "I'll send him to his side hall to rest first. Let me tell you about this matter again. Let me go and see where I guess the Heavenly Witch did not enter the Tai Temple at all."

"What……"

Lu Lingfeng ignored Lu Tianhao and took Maya and Ferlig to the side hall of Taimiao. The princes and nobles along the way automatically made way.

Ferlig and Maya kept the undead and followed closely behind. Lu Lingfeng did not take the undead Denzel back the space ring, and she wanted to take him home with her.

The side hall of Taimiao is divided into left and right sides. On the left is the place where the Dharma Saint sleeps, and on the right is the place where the Martial God rests. There are ten offering halls on each side, and each offering hall can accommodate 500 ancestors to rest.

The first offering hall on the left was already full, and Lu Lingfeng walked into the second offering hall. There were only about one hundred black lacquered gold-shaped wooden boxes on the surface, and Denzel was the 604th Caesar Dharma Saint who rested here in peace.

The black lacquer wooden box is one foot long, half a foot wide and high, with an oil-black painted surface. The front is engraved with the name of the Dharma Saint and the words are drawn with gold lacquer. The animal skin book contained in the black lacquer wooden box is the Dharma Saint's Dian.

Lu Lingfeng opened the dark lattice at the lower part of the Gongtang and took out a new black lacquer wooden box from it. He waved his right hand with a short broad sword, carved Denzel Parker, then took out the gold powder and painted the paint, and painted the name golden.

Take out the plate that has been written in your arms and put it in a black painted wooden box.

In order, he placed the black painted wooden box on the offering hall, took a step back, turned to look at the undead Denzel and asked, "Is it OK to settle down here? I will take you here often in the future."

I don’t know if the Necro Denzel really has remaining thoughts or if he acts under Lu Lingfeng’s orders, the Necro Denzel kept nodding and looked up at his own disc.

Filig and Maya took a step back and bowed to Denzel's dial. This was the second time Filig walked into the Taimiao, and the first time was to see Albert Father in the Taimiao of Auckland.

Compared with Caesar's Temple, the Auckland's Temple seems too shabby. The founding time of Auckland was much shorter than that of Caesar. There were only 48 Dharma Saints in the Dharma Hall, which was incomparable to Caesar.

"Feleg, do you have an apprentice?" Lu Lingfeng turned around and asked.

Fellig was surprised and didn't know why she asked this. After thinking about it, he said, "It's a thing. I never admit that she is my disciple, but she always respects me as a teacher." Merlin's respectful look appeared in front of Fellig.

Lu Lingfeng's problem really surprised him. He was still too young. Among magicians, he would not consider this issue until he was sixty years old. Like him, who had reached the magician class in his twenties, and he was the first in history to reach the level of magicians.

"Well, I want you to accept an apprentice, don't refuse me." Lu Lingfeng said seriously. Ferge nodded foolishly. Can he refuse Lu Lingfeng?

"Denzel has two wives and six concubines, and has 10 sons and eight daughters. Unfortunately, these people have passed away.

The Parker family is now one of Caesar's big families. Among his descendants, there is a very good child with a good magical talent, but he is too young. Denzel is preparing to start teaching when he was eight years old. This year, that child should be eight years old.

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Hearing that he was a descendant of Denzel, Filieg nodded quickly. No matter from any angle, Filieg was willing to contribute some effort to Denzel.

But his abilities are limited, can he really be a teacher? You should know that Denzel's status in Caesar is also very high, and it is only because he is not a royal family that he cannot be compared with Lu Lingfeng.

Caesar had four Dharma Saints. In addition to Denzel, there was another Dharma Saint who was no younger than Denzel. He was considered a strong man of the same generation as Lu Lingfeng. He seemed more suitable for his teaching than himself.

"Don't think so much about you. I think Denzel is optimistic about you too. He will be willing to hand over his descendants to you so that he can feel at ease." After Lu Lingfeng said that, Denzel came forward and patted Ferig's shoulder twice.

Felleg knew that this was controlled by Lu Lingfeng, otherwise even if Denzel had some residual memories, it would not be possible to make such actions. All that remained was an instinct, not a thought.
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