Chapter: 146

Auror followed the sound and looked back, saw him stop, and hurriedly shouted:

"Are you stupid? Run!"

Lumian didn't speak, and ran towards Aurora, and the undead in front gave way under the light of the golden brooch.

Seeing this, Aurora lowered her head slightly and cursed softly:

"What an idiot..."

She immediately took out another material and sprinkled the iron black ones on Lumian.

Immediately, Lumian was held down by an invisible giant palm, and he was forcibly pushed to the edge of the wilderness.

He struggled violently, but couldn't find a point to focus on.

In the next second, he saw Aurora with blond hair coiled up showing a slightly sad smile.

Aurora shouted softly:

"Stupid brother, live well..."

Before she finished speaking, the black energy around her had been completely swallowed up by the undead.

She was directly exposed in front of countless figures and the death knight.

"Aurora!"

Lumian's eyes were opened to the limit, and his eye sockets seemed to be split open, and a large amount of red blood appeared in his eyes and on the surface of his skin.

But he was still unstoppably pushed to the edge of the wilderness.

At this moment, all the undead stopped their movements.

It seemed as if something was happening in the distance.

Aurora sensed it, looked in astonishment, and saw an open carriage passing by.

The carriage was like a conch shell like a cradle, and its whole body was dark red. It was not pulled by horses, but by two dark creatures with horns that looked like devils.

In the car sat a woman, wearing a flower crown and a green dress, who looked very much like Mrs. Pouaris.

But unlike Mrs. Puares, she had a very dignified air.

The death knight turned his horse and followed the lady.

All the undead in the wilderness also made the same choice. They clustered behind the carriage and headed for the blurred mountains on the other side of the wilderness.

Lumian was also shocked by the carriage pulled by the "devil" and the reaction of the undead. He forgot to struggle for a while, and was pushed for another ten seconds by the invisible giant palm before stopping.

Although the carriage was getting farther and farther away, with his eagle-like eyesight, he could still see clearly the appearance of the woman in the carriage.

Her long brown hair is pulled up high, her brown eyes are beautiful and bright, her light eyebrows are slightly sparse, she wears a fresh green dress and a laurel wreath made of flowers, her temperament is elegant and majestic.

Mrs. Puares! Lumian's first reaction was that the lady in the car was the magistrate's wife and the parish priest's mistress.

But when he looked carefully, he felt that there was an obvious difference between the two, not only in temperature, but also in appearance:

The facial features of the lady in the car are softer and more mature.