The King of Curses

Chapter 313: The Evil God

As my elder sister expected, there was no fight.

No matter what the reason, Meng Huafan ultimately chose not to stop it.

Perhaps it was because he saw Wan Dugu was injured at the first moment and felt that he had no chance of winning by himself; or perhaps it was because Yi Qingyan did not hesitate to destroy the evil god's clone when she took action, and it did not fall into the hands of other special curse masters. This was at least not the worst outcome for him...

Yi Qingyan hummed a light tune and used space teleportation to return to the upper deck. Then she saw the woman leaning her head on her brother and eating her melon seeds. The girl's expression suddenly fell.

"Is this solved?"

An Zhizhen greeted her with a smile.

"As expected of Sister Qingyan, you are very efficient."

Yi Qingyan pouted her lips. She sat down on the other side of Cen Dongsheng and hugged the man's arms tightly with both hands.

"I thought you were going to do it again."

Cen Dongsheng said.

Sister Qingyan replied:

"I don't want to kill people indiscriminately, and I don't see them doing anything bad."

Hearing this answer, Cen Dongsheng knew that the next battle was inevitable, because as long as Sister Qingyan was still on this ship, she would soon discover the truth; and by then, she would not allow her anger and murderous intent to be hidden.

This is fine. This is not a good time to fight two special-class spell-forbidden masters at the same time.

……

On the way back to the room with the two sisters, Cen Dongsheng always felt that something was strange.

It's like when you go on a long journey and worry about the gas at home or the windows being left open, that kind of anxiety and uneasiness lingering in your heart.

This situation is relatively rare for a spell-binding master: the sixth sense and other intuitions are often at work because ordinary people find it difficult to use this perception; but a spell-binding master can unify and sublimate it into "spiritual perception" to manipulate it.

So in general, the anxiety felt by the curse master is really just a psychological state.

But the feeling at this moment was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore, and Cen Dongsheng couldn't help but frown.

"Um, brother...would you like to go to my room first?"

"Dongsheng, I have something to discuss with you."

My elder sister and my younger sister Qingyan were still holding his arms on both sides and refused to let go. The meaning in their eyes was very clear, they both wanted to be alone with the man.

Cen Dongsheng had a headache. He thought for a moment and replied:

"I want to rest alone for a while, and I'll come find you later."

It was just the right time not to offend anyone. He planned to meditate and sort out his emotions.

……

Behind him, the woman and the girl looked at each other.

"My brother seems to be worried."

"Maybe it's because you're wrapped around him too tightly."

"Aren't you putting too much pressure on him?"

Yi Qingyan snorted unhappily and turned away.

An Zhizhen didn't care. Her eyes followed the man's back until he disappeared behind the door.

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After Cen Dongsheng returned to his room, the lingering feeling in his heart still lingered.

He sat in front of the window, looking at himself in the mirror; after meditating for a while, his mood still did not improve.

"...something's wrong."

Cen Dongsheng thought to himself, and he prepared to get up and find someone to help.

But just then——

He heard a familiar, lazy and soft female voice ringing in his ears.

"Ah, my neck is a little sore. Is this what humans call 'phantom pain'?"

The face of the evil god Loujia appeared in the corner of the mirror. To be precise, only a face was left.

He opened his mouth wide, this time he really saw a ghost.

"How did you get here?" Cen Dongsheng quickly recovered from his surprise and asked with a frown:

"Even in this state, I just want to see you again. Aren't you touched?"

His eyes fell on the table, which was empty; but as long as he moved his eyes back to the mirror, he could see a beautiful head placed in the corner of the mirror, with blood gushing from the broken wound on her neck; her face was pale, but her eyes were very active, revealing a bright smile, rolling around. This difference was like an illusion, but no illusion could be so... vivid.

It was like a scene from a horror movie.

Cen Dongsheng couldn't help but cover his forehead and sighed.

"I'm sorry, I just feel sick."

"Ah, I almost forgot that humans are visual animals through and through."

The head on the table said pretentiously.

"Then I'll change my appearance."

As he spoke, the head on the table disappeared; then, Cen Dongsheng noticed that a tiny weight had been added to his shoulders.

The man in the mirror has a small person sitting abruptly on his shoulder, like a goblin in Western legends.

Looking closely, she had black hair, wore a white dress, and exuded a faint scent of camellia; she looked exactly the same as before, but her figure had shrunk to only one tenth of her size.

In short, the evil god has now become——

A figure.

"why?"

"I was killed indiscriminately by Miss Yi, and only a few of my body parts are left, so I can only come to see you in this form."

Loujia grabbed her skirt in distress, but this state did not last long, and she soon showed a happy expression again.

"But this might be a more interesting adventure."

"I asked you to answer my question. Why are you here? Your attitude is..."

He frowned.

"This is my unique skill. It is to prevent the scary women around you from finding me and turning me into ashes."

The fairy version of Lou Jia laughed happily. She found this perspective very novel. While answering, she looked around and reached out to grab Cen Dongsheng's hair.

"Since I want to talk to you, don't you think the sooner the better? Besides, my power has become very weak now. If you really don't want to, you can choose to kill me again, and then I will never see you again."

Cen Dongsheng looked at Lou Jia in the mirror and indeed felt an unprecedented sense of "weakness" from her, like a flying insect that could be killed with a slap.

But he thought about it and decided not to do it.

"Yeah, you are indeed the human I value the most. You are really reasonable."

"But I still can't find the need to communicate with you."

"How heartless. I stayed here for you, otherwise I would have run away by now."

"…Evil God Louga, including when you asked me for help before, that was a joke, right? We are not familiar enough to cooperate with each other."

"But you really need me now."

Loujia put on a serious expression.

"Oh?"

She raised her hand, and a glittering fragment suddenly floated into the air; this fragment was larger than her entire body.

That is……

The several fragments of "Six Paths of Reincarnation" carried by Cen Dongsheng began to resonate strongly.

"You're looking for this, aren't you?"