Chapter 2232: King and girl

For many people, the horror shadow brought by this disaster seems to be getting closer. Even people who are as far-sighted as Mrs. Maxim know that some things are not in a hurry, but they have always been anxious in their hearts.
Maxim is anxious, Hermione is anxious, the Ministry of Magic in various European countries is anxious, the Muggle presidents and other prime ministers are also anxious... Over time, the world seems to be vaguely covered with a huge cloud, Only a very few people who are lucky enough to stand in the gaps of light can see the sun while appearing less anxious and exhausted.
For example, Miss Luna Lovegood, who is a little more impulsive, but still has a clear heart; For example, the one standing in silence in the square in front of Buckingham Palace, inexplicably has a sense of solitude Tall black figure.
Nowadays, all over the UK is covered by heavy clouds, and the lead-gray clouds are everywhere, and there is a mysterious and heavy breath.
But here-in Buckingham Palace in London, the city of icicles, looking up, you can see a blue sky.
This is one of the only places in the UK where the sky can be seen.
Right now, the black figure is passing through the icicles, leaning his neck, looking away, looking at the blue sky that makes him feel nostalgic. Even though the sun no longer felt warm on the body, and even felt uncomfortable from the depths of his soul, he still stared at the small sky with some greed.
"the host."
Awkward, a voice came from before him, interrupting the thought in the figure's mind. I saw that he finally bowed his head slightly, glanced at the high-level living corpse who bowed in front of himself to show respect, and then nodded slightly.
"Well," although interrupted by the desire to look up at the sky, he was not angry, but asked calmly and indifferently, "Is another one ready?"
"Yes, master." The other responded immediately.
The voice did not fall, the figure nodded again, and then waved his hand to signal:
"Bring it over!"
Having said that, this imposing tall black figure turned suddenly and walked towards the gate of Buckingham Palace step by step.
He is not in a hurry, he also knows that some things are absolutely not in a hurry. But unlike Maxim, he not only understood, but also seemed to know what he should do, what to do, and what he hadn't done yet, so he didn't hesitate.
When he walked into the hall and walked along the spacious aisle in front of the throne above the rear stairs, he suddenly turned around, leaning on the armrest lazily and casually as usual.
"Working again?"
A gloomy and somewhat old voice rang from the shadow in the corner of the temple, crossed the four and returned to continue the silent living corpse responsible for the guard, and fell into the ear of the figure on the throne without hindrance.
"To shut up."
The cold and hard answer really overwhelmed the master of the voice instantly, so that the other party could only stop talking.
A moment later, there was a slight but cautious footsteps outside the door, and while stopping, he stood at the door to block the light.
"Master, here you are."
"Let it come in by itself! You can go back."
"Yes."
Not long afterwards, as the sound of footsteps went away, a thin, ragged figure walked in from the door.
This is a living corpse, a high-level living corpse, and a newly advanced high-level living corpse-the clothes it wears are obviously still things of life, just because of the wandering and The battle has long been ruined.
However, if you want to distinguish carefully, you can still see some things... Obviously, this new high-level living corpse should have been an ordinary Muggle girl who was still in school.
Since they died once, they have become living corpses in the mist or under the clouds. The difference between each individual is no longer as big as the original Muggle and the wizard. The corpse of a wizard can be turned into a living corpse, and the body of a Muggle can also be turned into a corpse. The dismantling and reconstruction of the remnant soul makes the distinction in talent less obvious and thorough.
Although there is still a gap in the potential of each individual, at least, each relatively intact corpse can almost always become a living corpse, and every ordinary living corpse theoretically has the opportunity to evolve into a higher-order living corpse.
And perhaps because of this, the figure who is sitting lazily on the throne right now has been sending the living corpses under his hand to gather more of their kind-even high-level living corpses The chance of birth is not high, but the base is large. As long as you go through some guidance, you can always make more and more high-level living corpses.
However, for this man on the throne, it seems that it is not enough to continuously increase the number of high-level living corpses.
"Come, come and let me see."
Although he knew that the living corpse had just turned on a certain level of intelligence, it was impossible to understand the language. But he still habitually opened his mouth with his slightly hoarse voice, rather than the spiritual communication in the living room.
But the girl's living corpse didn't understand, but it saw the strong man on the throne gently waved. It hesitated for a while in a somewhat confused place, and then came over with some still blank eyes, quite tentatively.
The living corpses basically acted by instinct before generating wisdom. It seemed to intuitively feel a sense of intimacy and belonging in the other party. UU read the book www.uukanshu.com and stunned through the hall. Walk towards the darkness above the steps.
Soon, the advanced high-level living corpse girl came to the throne in front of the throne with dirty hair and a stinky body.
"Well, it seems a little aura, these eyes are very beautiful."
The lord of the living body always emphasizes cleanliness and tidyness under his hands, but he has no aversion to the dirty smell of this body, and naturally opens the messy hair of the other party towards the still dirty face... Especially the eyes on the face looked at it.
Those are a pair of dull eyes, similar to most other living corpses. However, even if it was only very accidental, you still can occasionally see a trace of agility.
"Unfortunately, the skin of this living corpse is always so bad... Although the corpse has changed, is it still too ugly?"
While whispering like this, the figure stood up suddenly, holding the dirty hand of the living corpse girl, and turned around and took it to the back of the throne.
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