Chapter 91 Reunion

Ning Chen, who was praised by the queen and was dizzy, only giggled for a moment, and even the prisoner Qiu appeared behind him.

The prisoner Qiu hid in the distance and looked at them quietly. When she saw Ning Chen, she couldn't believe her eyes. It turned out that he was still alive, as long as he was alive. She said in her heart, but tears unconsciously fell on the back of her hand.

Since she saw Ning Chen beheaded and waiting for Ning Chen to resurrect, she went offline sadly. She even decided not to play the game again. After all, Ning Chen is just a person in the virtual world, right?

After Sylvanas left, she came out of the bushes.

"Ning Chen, is it really you?" She muttered.

"Prison Hill?" When Ning Chen saw the prisoner's hill, he remembered that he had been busy fighting with Agarmand recently. He was so busy that he had forgotten how many days he had not seen the prisoner's hill.

The two sat on the reef on the whispering coast, allowing the endless sea breeze to stroke themselves.

"When did it happen?" Prisoner Qiu asked.

"What?"

"Resurrection..."

"Probably not long after you went offline that day, Sylvanas saved me." Ning Chen roughly told her about it.

"It's so complicated..." Prison Hill finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The queen gave me Agarmand's armor and weapons for me to keep." Ning Chen was worried about that pile of things.

"Isn't that just for you to wear it?" Prisoner Qiu is very happy for him. He will finally not see the cloth hunter again, and his strength should also increase a lot.

"But, first, I can't wear this armor at present. I've tried it; second, it stinks..." Ning Chen held his cheek.

"Ning Chen..." The prisoner Qiu looked at Ning Chen's stunned look and suddenly shouted.

"Prison Hill, let me ask you something."

"Say it."

"That death made me feel very confused. At that time, I wanted to ask you, if there is an afterlife, what do you want to do?"

“......”

"I didn't believe that there are souls other than human beings in this world..." Ning Chen said, "Comparied with Azeroth, our world is too monotonous. If there are ghosts, I will become a Taoist priest, or just be a ghost..." Ning Chen thought freely.

The prisoner dug his nose, and this guy began to daydream.

"It's not bad to be a werewolf..." Ning Chen looked at the sky and fantasized about the way the werewolf squatted on the cliff and howled at the moon.

"Vampires are also OK..." He continued YY.

Prison Qiu tried his best to resist his desire to beat him. Seeing Ning Chen jumping in front of his eyes, he could put up with anything.

"Actually, I want to be a cat..." said the prisoner Qiu.

"Or be a vampire, but don't be that kind of jumping zombie. If the bounce is worse, you can't even reach a threshold..." Ning Chen said.

"You talk so much... I'll be a cat." Prisoner Qiu smiled and couldn't remember how long he hadn't laughed. Probably he hasn't been happy since Ning Chen died.

"Then you can be a black cat. I will be a mouse, but I will be a big mouse, a mouse king bigger than a dog..." Ning Chen said.

“......”

"Specially eat cats!" He added.

Papa! Prisoner Qiu's staff knocked on his skull: "I want to die!"

Suddenly, the sea turned over, and a fisherman rushed ashore strangely: "Ningchen!"

Prisoner Qiu sat up and was ready to fight. Ning Chen grabbed her: "Don't be afraid, my buddy."

The few fishmen who rushed up were the people who asked him for help that day.

"Ning Chen, thank you for killing Agamand. Sylvanas posted the notice with the Tiris Act!" The fishman leader bent down and bowed to Ning Chen, "We don't have to worry about our girls anymore."

"I'm looking for you. Are the wise men there?" Ning Chen said.

"I'm here." That day, the low-key wise man came forward, "I knew you would come to me."

"I want to ask what you mean that day." Ning Chen said.

The wise man did not answer him, but was attracted by the armor at hand: "This is Agamand's armor, but it has fallen and been stained by his soul. If you want to wear it, you have to work hard..."

"What do you say?" Ning Chen is interested. This little guy still knows a lot.

"There is a big swordsmith in the Dark City. He should know this. I suggest you ask him." The fishman said, "But this guy is more difficult to deal with. I'm afraid you'll have to think about it."

Prisoner Qiu watched this group of monsters chatting with Ning Chen with great interest, although she couldn't understand a word.

After the fishman left, Ning Chen patted his forehead: "Ah! I forgot to ask the most important thing and only care about the armor!"

"What's the matter?" Prisoner Qiu asked.

"That fishman once said something extremely ambiguous to me..."

"Does he love you?" The prisoner Qiu ridiculed.

"Wrong, he said, the door on the way looks mysterious, as if he knows something..." Ning Chen said.

"They have gone far away. What were you talking about just now?"

"Say that this set of armor needs to be cleaned or something, and ask me to find a sword caster in the dark city."

"Then go..."

The dark city has returned to its former appearance. Those festive things have all disappeared overnight. Everyone has returned to a peaceful life. It seems that nothing has happened, and all the guards have been replaced. It seems that the queen has completely controlled the situation.

Prisoner Qiu followed Ning Chen all the way without saying a word.

"Where will the swordsmith be?" Ning Chen was anxious not to find the so-called great swordsmith in the blacksmith's shop.

"What's the name?" Prisoner Qiu asked.

"The fishman didn't tell me his name, as if he didn't know..." Ning Chen was frustrated.

"Good things take a long time. Whether it's true or false, look for it first. Why don't you ask the merchants over there..." said the prisoner Qiu.

"Good idea!" Ning Chen gave her a thumbs up.

"Stupid to death!"

"Uncle, excuse me..." Ning Chen came to a material merchant, "Where is the great swordsmith in the dark city?"

"The Great Swordsman?" The businessman shook his head, "I don't know. Go away and don't disturb my business!"

I asked several people one after another, and the answers were the same. Ning Chen almost felt that he was deceived by the fishman. He sat by the dilapidated sewer dock and kicked the broken bones into the water.

"I haven't asked yet?" Prisoner Qiu seems to be more anxious about this than Ning Chen.

"They all reject foreigners and won't tell me, and I think they really don't know..." Ning Chen said feebly.