The candlelight was lit, and smoke was vast on the stove, and fireworks were floating on the stone slabs outside the door.

Zhu Fuxiao leaned against the door frame, his eyes passed through the fire in the yard, looking at the busy and thin figure at the dizzy stove.

The firewood under the stone slabs in the yard was scattered, and the bonfire spread around, and the smell of medicinal materials in the clay pot floated in all directions.

Zhu Fuxiao came to the stone slab with difficulty, then picked up a wooden stick and gathered the flames under the stone slab.

Soon, the flames were gathered together, and the bonfire was beating under the stone slab, but Zhu Fuxiao, who was sitting in front of the stone slab, stopped his movements.

There was a burn of flame on my palms at some point, and the red flesh and blood radiated golden oil.

But he didn't feel any pain!

Zhu Fuxiao looked at the bonfire under the stove with a blank look, pondered for a while before slowly reaching out his hand and approaching the flame.

No popularity!

No temperature at all!

"I'm really a dead person!" Zhu Fuxiao raised his eyebrows, and thoughts in his mind were circulating: "My current state should be the one mentioned in the magic that resurrected the soul. The only way to resurrect is to eliminate all the dead energy in the body."

"But how can I remove the dead energy and make my body come alive?" Zhu Fuxiao carefully pondered the message that the Holy Grail had entered his mind, and later said: "Death Magic! Or life Magic."

"The magic of death can extract the dead air around me, and then it will naturally be resurrected. As for the magic of life - the ninth-level forbidden curse in life - the biogenesis of all things in the magic of life, it can revive my current body." Zhu Fuxiao's thoughts flowed: "But, I don't know where this world is, and I don't know if there are magic elements in the air. Only the world of magic elements can cultivate the power of magic. The reason why the powerful people in the magic world invaded the galaxy universe was controlled and carried the Holy Grail was because the galaxy world had no magic elements. And the Holy Grail was the source of the magic element."

"Brother, is the medicine ready?" The little girl came to Zhu Fuxiao with a bowl of corn from the room, and then jumped to the bonfire. Looking at the rolling medicinal herbs, she carefully lifted the casserole with a wet cloth and began to filter the soup of the medicinal herbs.

Zhu Fuxiao looked at the corn in front of her, which had a ball of green leaves on it, which looked quite good.

It is also a rare and wonderful life to be able to eat this corn in this dilapidated mountain village.

It just depends on the living conditions of the brother and sister, and no matter what, it doesn’t look like they can afford to eat corn.

What made him feel most uneasy was that his parents at home had not appeared for a long time, which made him feel a little more worried.

He may be able to deceive a girl who is seven or eight years old, but he cannot deceive his parents whom he has contacted day and night.

Besides, he only has three days to do on this hot and hot day. After three days, the body will inevitably rot, and everything will be exposed by that time.

Therefore, if you want to break the deadlock, your only hope is to lie in magic.

Magic has the power to recreate everything and has all kinds of incredible powers, which is his only hope.

He doesn't want to die yet!

After finally escaping the great disaster of destruction, he knew more about the importance of life and the importance of living.

Live! Live!

This is what he is going to do now.

Zhu Fuxiao raised his head and looked at the distant sky, with a serious look in his eyes. His brain was rotating rapidly at this time, thinking about his plan within three days:

First, when practicing death magic, you must get started and resolve your own crisis.

Second, find a way to deceive the parents with this body.

If he is a normal person with a strong body, he can just leave and hide in the mountains and forests to accept the magic inheritance. He has time to slowly plan his life.

But now, his soul dragged this dead body, and it was like a thousand pounds of weight.

It is still difficult to walk, let alone hide in the deep mountains and forests?

"Qua~"

"Qua~"

"Qua~"

The crow circling in the air came from nowhere, constantly turning around the yard, staring at Zhu Fuxiao with a hint of doubt in its eyes: In its perception, the person below was obviously dead, but why could he still move?

Floating on the dead branches of an old tree, the crow tilted his head, looked at Zhu Fuxiao with his eyes up and down, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, as if he was a little suspicious of the crow: "Is he alive or dead? Why is it different from the situation he encountered before?"

The crow's eyes made Zhu Fuxiao feel cold and wished he could go back to his body and escape into the house. If he was whispered by the crow, it would be really lively.

He didn't believe that he could beat the crow at this time!

How did your stiff body fight against the flexible crow?

"Hate, where did the crow come from? It's so unlucky." The little girl was dissatisfied when she saw the crow falling on the tree. She stood up cursingly, raised her head suddenly, and a stone flew out, which was so shocked that the crow flew up, just hovering nearby and was afraid to fall.

"Brother, I'm taking the medicine!" After driving away the crow, the little girl came to Zhu Fuxiao with a smile on her face, carefully holding the medicine bowl. Her big eyes were filled with heartbreaking and worrying.

"My brother's illness has been cured, but you can't drink medicine randomly." Zhu Fuxiao looked at his bright big eyes, flashing with a gaze of hope in the bonfire, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her little head.

"Really?" The little girl's eyes were full of doubts: "But if my brother drinks this bowl of medicine, my little sister will feel more at ease."

"You girl, the medicine is so bitter, who would like to drink it without illness?" Zhu Fuxiao smiled and said, "Come and have dinner quickly. Seeing that you have been busy for a day, hurry up and eat."

The little girl put down the medicine bowl, stared at him with her eyes fixedly, and then threw herself into his arms: "Brother, my father is uncertain, I am the only relative left now, you must not have anything to do." The little girl's voice choked and kept sobbing.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Good! Good! Good! Brother is fine, come and have dinner." Zhu Fuxiao stroked the little girl's head.

The little girl raised her head from Zhu Fuxiao's arms: "Is there really nothing wrong?"

"Of course, you can have a meal soon." Zhu Fuxiao stroked the little girl's head.

"Brother has just recovered from his serious illness, you can eat it first." The little girl looked at Zhu Fuxiao and pushed the rice in front of Zhu Fuxiao.

"You girl, my brother is already full, my brother is not hungry." Zhu Fuxiao stroked the little girl's head. As a rotten body, he certainly didn't dare to eat. He didn't know the taste after eating. And if he eats, are he still afraid that his body would not rot quickly enough?

The little girl looked at Zhu Fuxiao with big eyes, then lowered her head and began to eat corn voraciously. Soon, a bowl of corn had been eaten completely.

After licking the bottom of the bowl, the little girl showed a hint of satisfaction in her eyes, and then leaned against Zhu Fuxiao's arms: "Brother, why is your body so cold?"

Zhu Fuxiao's body stiffened, and countless thoughts in his heart turned on, and then he said without a trace: "It's because he has just recovered from a serious illness, and he will get better in two or three days. After dinner, let's go to bed quickly."

"Brother, I'll support you." The little girl helped Zhu Fuxiao walk into the room, helped Zhu Fuxiao sit down, then quickly spread the quilt, and went straight in: "Brother, you're too cold, I'll warm the bed for you."

Zhu Fuxiao shook his head: "Girl, you go to bed first, brother needs to think about some things."

The little girl lay on the bed, looking at Zhu Fuxiao with her eyes, then lay on the bed and tossed and turned boredly, and she fell asleep at some point.

Zhu Fuxiao stretched out his finger and pressed it directly on the candle, and then the whole room fell into darkness.

"Magic! Magic!" Zhu Fuxiao murmured in his heart, and then slowly closed his eyes: "If you want to practice magic, the first step is to meditate, then extract elements and condense into elemental seeds."

Zhu Fuxiao closed his eyes. His mood experienced ups and downs. He had seen the end of the world with his own eyes. He was very open about what was happening in front of him.

In addition, the magic knowledge was directly poured into his mind. At this time, everything in the countryside was silent. Except for the restless crows in the air, there was unprecedented peace in the room.

In the dark, Zhu Fuxiao fell into a state of concentration, and then sensed the surrounding void, and there was no trace of magical elements in his memory. Instead, in his body, black dead energy was surrounded by radiating through his pores and spreading in all directions.

"This black gas is the dead energy in my body! As long as I clear out these dead energy, I will be resurrected." Zhu Fuxiao's eyes were full of solemnity in his body in the state of concentration.

"But without magical elements, how should I clear the dead energy in my body?" A wave of despair gradually arose in his heart.

Although he entered the state of concentration, there were no magic elements in this world. How could he use magical means to resurrect?

It seemed that he felt his emotional fluctuations. Suddenly, the Holy Grail in the depths of his soul jumped slightly, and a black energy spewed out of the Holy Grail and poured into his soul.

"Magic Element!" Looking at the black aura, Zhu Fuxiao knew inexplicably at a glance that it was the magic element.

Unlike the black power of death, the current black has a strange "life force" and an incredible force.

In the moment when he saw the black magic element, Zhu Fuxiao's blessing inspiration came and subconsciously began to condense magic seeds according to the practice of death magic.

Seeds of Death Magic!

Mysterious magic runes were visualized in that state of concentration, and then poured into it with the elements of death magic. The runes seemed to come alive, jumping like life, sorted according to some mysterious law, and then intertwined into a ball the size of a fist, like a seed, constantly jumping in its soul.
Chapter completed!