v3 Chapter 592： : Are you a necromancer? (2/2)

”What happened? What happened?” Jerfman saw the phoenix dance and brightened his weapon, and immediately followed the sword.

”Others have also been on alert, but the results have not been suspicious.”

”I said Miss Phoenix Dance, can we not make such jokes?” Jerfman didn't take up the long sword, and the other people who waved him also put the weapons away.

”No jokes.” The phoenix dance puzzled, she clearly did not make a joke, why should this person say her, the phoenix dance girl is not happy lips.

”Little dance, is there anything special in front?” Alum knows better about the phoenix girl that she can't make a joke at this time. It should be said that he has never seen her before jokes about the phoenix girl. Look like that.

The phoenix dance girl nodded a little. ”There are a lot of spirits in front. They have turned into evil spirits and want to attack us.”

”Miss Phoenix Dance, you are actually a necromancer!” said Mrs. Normanda’s seat guard and confidant.

The other soldiers looked at the phoenix dance's gaze and also made some changes. They all thought that the phoenix dance and the same soldiers as them did not expect that the people's homes were magical and double-educated, genius!

”No,” Feng said.

”You are really modest.” Others obviously do not believe, you can see the undead. You are not who, ah, in addition to the necromancer who used the psychic potion can see the undead for a short time.

But Feng Dance has been with them, and no one has ever seen her use the Psychic Potion, so the final conclusion is that Feng Dance is a rare necromancer.

Feng Dance: Is she modest?

”Miss Phoenix Dance, those things will not come over and attack us?” There is a warrior in the warrior who is obviously afraid of the spirit. Now it is scary and pale.

”Well, yes.” In fact they are coming towards this side.

Hearing this answer, the ghost-stricken warrior felt that the whole person was not good, pale face, hiding in the crowd, saying nothing to show his face.

”Little dance, do you want to purify them?” Ming Hao thought of Fang Caifeng dance pulling out the pure sword. The strength of pure sword purification is strong. He knows this sword. He used it personally. The first time he had a problem, he borrowed a pure sword from the phoenix dance and solved it smoothly.

”Yes.” Feng dance nodded, purifying these undead, pure sword can also benefit, so Xiaochun will be so interested in purifying these things, from the moment she Cui took her to clean.

”Miss Phoenix Dance, you will still purify, please do it. If those things run over and attack us, then it will be a big problem.” The fearful warrior jumped out and brushed the sense of existence.

”I am going to do it,” said Feng Dance.

After talking about raising the pure sword, using the power of purification in the pure sword, a sword waved toward these undead, and the undead immediately made a sharp and screaming scream.

The sound of this voice sounded uncomfortable in the ears, my heart was cold, my back was cold, I felt that the whole person was not good, and some people covered their ears with their hands. This voice is too ugly to listen to, and the ears can’t stand it!