The golden light surrounded the body of Xingchen. With the accumulation of experiences of countless cannon fodder undead, Xingchen's level was once again improved. The undead had few experiences, but their number was not large.

But compared to the happiness of upgrading on the Xingchen side, the salad side is much worse.

The salad, who was determined to help his father, was attacked by his father. Morgan's two-handed sword was swung at the salad again and again. The salad, who could only support him in a mess, could not ruthlessly wave his weapons to his dead father.

The disgust for the undead and the hatred for the living were intertwined on Morgan's body. Whoever salad approached with hatred, he would attack whom. Salad could not cruelly hurt his father, and when he watched his father retreat step by step under the attack of hatred, he would always be unable to help. The result was that she would always be attacked by her father or sneak attacked by her hated.

For Abhorrent, the living is always his first attack sequence, so salad is always in the most dangerous situation. One wound after another on the salad's body is left behind when he was attacked by Morgan and Abhorrent at the same time.

The one-handed sword in Sala's hand left a trace on the hated body, and hurriedly dodged away the two-handed sword that his father attacked behind him. At the same time, he would not give up the efforts to awaken Morgan, "Dad, wake up quickly, I am Sala, wake up quickly!"

Among the three people, Sala is the weakest, and she has to face attacks from two other people at the same time. Therefore, she is also in the most dangerous situation.

Under the attack of hatred and Morgan, Sala was in a very embarrassing situation.

Most of the wounds on Sala's body were caused by hatred. Because Sala would rather be attacked by hatred than her father to bear the blame for hurting her daughter.

However, if you keep your guard for a long time, you will lose your mistake. The increasing number of wounds on your body will make you increasingly unable to resist your father's attack.

puff!

The rusty two-handed sword in Morgan's hand was still stained with blood. The sword body covered by the holy light penetrated straight through Sala's body. The blood flowed along the tip of the sword, gathered into a thick drop of blood, and then sagged to the ground.

In the end, it still failed!

Sala was filled with disappointment, but in the end she was unable to protect her father or avoid the blame for her father's crime of being ill-fated.

Since you have been injured, you will no longer dodge.

This is the first time, the distance between me and my father is so close!

Sala looked at the skeleton wrapped under the broken helmet with care. Golden soul flames were pounding in her empty eyes, and the teeth on her mouth were not very complete, and there were even cracks on her pale and dry skull.

This broken and scarred skeleton is Sala's current father!

Although Sala's eyes were only seen in her eyes, the skeleton's face had overlapped with the tall, firm and majestic father's face in her memory in her visual nerves.

This is the father!

"Dad, hug..." It seemed as if I had returned from my childhood, and it seemed as if I had seen my father returning from out again. I stretched out my hands and longed for a safe and warm embrace.

Morgan's arms were still holding his weapon tightly. Looking at Shara's stretched out hands, he subconsciously reacted to escape. But his shaking hands entered his eyes, especially after the familiar ring on his finger was discovered, the soul fire in Morgan's head fluctuated violently.

Scenes of scenes were shown in the fire of the soul!

"Dad, hug..."

"Dad, you have to come back soon..."

"Dad, Salad is going to become a Paladin, too..."

...

In the mirror images that flashed through these scenes, there was a similar thing: a rope passed through the rings hanging on the neck.

Scenes of scenes, rings without change. Under the calcination of the soul fire, it became a short name: "Sha...la..."

"Dad, I am Sala!" Listening to the incoherent name emitted by the soul flame shaking the air, Sala smiled, and tears bloomed in her joyful smile.

"Sha...la..." Morgan repeated the name, forgetting to take back his weapon. He just felt that the name was very important, but he could not recall what the name actually represented to him.

Time will not stop flowing because of the communication between their father and daughter. The huge hatred throws out the iron hook in his hand, and the target is a salad that is injured and cannot move.

The iron hook locked Sala's body, and under the ruthless pulling force, she took off from Morgan's two-handed sword and flew towards the bloated body that hated him.

The ring in Morgan's memory had just been connected with the ring on the finger in front of him, but he found that the ring in front of him was moving away from him.

In an instant, the soul was filled with the feeling of missing a corner, and something important seemed to be stripped away in an instant. The skeleton body, which had no feeling, seemed to feel the pain at this moment.

"salad--"

The golden soul fire revealed by Morgan shocked the air violently. Although he still couldn't remember what the name represents, the soul's instinct told him that this was something he didn't want to lose.

"dad,……"

When he heard the sound, his body was uncontrollably away. At this moment, Sala only thought that her father had remembered him and the father and daughter had recognized each other, but she did not get together for a moment.

The sickle grew from behind the hatred tightly held the sickle on its arms, which were also covered with rust and even had several notches. But it was such a sickle that tore open the armor on the salad and slashed deeply on the salad's shoulder, chopping the salad that was brought by the iron hook to the ground.

There was a wound half a foot deep above the shoulder, and the blood kept flowing out as if it was turned on the faucet, and in the blink of an eye it became a pool of blood.

This happened in front of Morgan's eyes, and was clearly seen in his eyes.

Seeing the human woman falling to the ground due to injury, Morgan felt as if her soul had been torn apart. Pain, a feeling that the undead could not have, rolled in Morgan's soul.

Blood, red. A picture flashed out in the golden fire of the soul. Red blood, wounds on the legs, crying little girl, sweet name with her arms spread: "Dad!"

boom!

This sound occurred in an explosion in the soul.

The golden soul fire seemed to be poured with gasoline, and suddenly it burned violently, and the volume of the entire flame tripled. The holy light surrounding the body also became extremely rich and shining.

"Sha...la..., you...sha...la... is...my...child!" The rich golden holy light on Morgan's body forced Abhorrent to retreat, and burnt marks appeared on his fat body under the light.

Morgan remembered it. At this moment, Morgan finally remembered his past memories and recognized his daughter in front of him.
Chapter completed!