Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

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Peng Yuan asked: "Anna, can you draw pictures?"

Anna wiped her hair: "Yes, yes, but not as good as the Creator."

"That's fine, take it..." Peng Yuan stuffed the "Peacock" wand into Anna's left hand.

"Eh?"

"Get ready to draw..." Peng Yuan stuffed another ballpoint pen in the past.

Anna nodded, and Peng Yuan whispered the "Space Lock" spell. Anna's hand fluttered automatically on the white wall, filling a corridor in an instant.

Peng Yuan also stopped, took out his ultra-small bottle of Coke and hurriedly refilled some sugar, and then looked at the paintings on the wall.

The picture extends from Peng Yuan's position to the stairs, like a long scroll.At first, the picture was a cloud of fog, followed by darkness, and then a cemetery, exactly the same as Ivan's previous painting.

At the end of the picture scroll is the meeting hall of Rose Castle, with thirteen towering seats surrounding a round table.

"Here!" Peng Yuan pointed to the seat in the middle of the screen, "Anna, the seat in the conference hall!"

There are thirteen seats in the meeting hall of Rose Castle, which belong to the monarch and twelve important ministers.

Peng Yuan also understood a little bit. If Ding Jingyi held the highest position when he was the magician Olin, it was the short-lived Regent of Ellowyn.It is reasonable for the Reaper Artifact to believe that this is his merit.

Anna followed up and stopped at the end of the scroll: "So that's how it is... This artifact can visualize the deeds of the deceased during his lifetime and form a fixed space. With the "Death of Merit", the deceased can continue to enjoy their glory after death time.No wonder the lords of the frontier country Zuden once pursued it heavily. "

"Isn't this just a dream after death!" Peng Yuan chanted the "filter" magic spell again, "Anna, let's go in the order of the painting! Take out the scenery! He is a man of action who doesn't dream!"

"it is good!"

With a scroll map, things just got easier.Peng Yuan and Anna arrived at the Ellowyn Chamber in the illusion.

While listening to Ding Jingyi calling for help, his shouting in demon form sounded like thousands of tanks running, and half of them were stuck in the mud with broken tracks, roaring deafeningly:

"Ah Yuan—I'm dying—"

"Here we come, the black-faced cat and Anna are here!" Peng Yuan screeched to a stop in front of Ding Jingyi, "I found you..."

Ding Jingyi raised the "Death Merit" in his hand: "I got you a new cultural relic! It's hot!"

One death in exchange for a cultural relic, his boyfriend thinks he is a cat and has nine lives?

That's not taking your own life seriously.Peng Yuan was moved in embarrassment, but was speechless again.

But persuasion still needs to be persuaded. He choked up for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "Of course it's good to get the cultural relics, but you can't leave me alone in the future."

Ding Jingyi sighed: "You want to eat together when you're hungry? You should take the polite words seriously."

Peng Yuan reached out to pick up the artifact, only to see a cloud of gray mist flashing behind Ding Jingyi, gradually turning into Ivan's appearance.

Ivan raised his right hand high, and among them was another "Medal of Death": "Don't destroy my work."

Peng Yuan looked at the hands of the two, and there was nothing between the five fingers. He turned to Ivan: "You bastard, sell fakes when you're alive, and give away fakes when you're dead. Be a human being."

Ivan turned a blind eye to him and walked straight to Ding Jingyi.Peng Yuan couldn't bear it any longer, and crossed the two magic wands of "Peacock" and "Jellyfish". The wands were connected end to end, and turned into a blue magic wand that was one person tall.

"I have to say that your aesthetics has been done by God, and it is very accurate..." Peng Yuan crossed his wand to block Ivan, "But today, I am your God."

Immediately afterwards, there was a crackling beating, and the scene couldn't bear to look directly at the scene for a while.Ding Jingyi recalled what he said before, and felt that there were a few green cat grass on his head, but thinking about the video he edited for Ivan earlier, he couldn't say anything.

The illusion disappeared, and Ivan was still lying quietly on the disposal table, with a sewn Y letter on his chest, and the genuine "Medal of Death" lying next to his face, as if nothing had happened.

Ding Jingyi also returned to her human body: "No, if I don't come here to get something, I'm just going to be deflated?"

Peng Yuan and Anna looked at each other, and he remembered that when Anna came to him, she was covered in bruises, cried like rain, and said, "The Creator has taken himself off again."

Peng Yuan couldn't help but feel regretful, the big devil who usually turned into a leg pendant suddenly pushed him away, he should have noticed something abnormal anyway.

Peng Yuan thought that Ding Jingyi would never come back.The fact is also the same, if Peng Yuan didn't have the "space lock" magic, Ding Jingyi would spend the rest of his life in the illusion of the Death God's Artifact.

Peng Yuan stopped beside Ivan and picked up the artifact. Despite the support of the "filter" magic, the miasma of death still filled the space, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Fortunately, Anna was by her side, Ding Jingyi raised her chin, motioning for Anna to take over.Anna understood, opened the chest cavity of the clay sculpture and put the artifact inside.With the barrier of the puppet, the morgue instantly became refreshed.

Peng Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, and scratched the bridge of Ding Jingyi's nose: "You've already died once, you're exhausted to death!"

Ding Jingyi obviously noticed the change in the expressions of the two, and said softly: "Isn't this a surprise for you..."

Peng Yuan and Anna lifted Ding Jingyi one after the other and dragged him out of the morgue.It was getting late, and the three of them walked behind the bus stop at the entrance of the hospital, and couldn't move anymore.

As the evening wind blew, Peng Yuan collapsed on the ground holding Ding Jingyi, instead of the ecstasy of acquiring a new cultural relic, only the fear of losing his boyfriend remained in his mind.He couldn't help but patted Ding Jingyi:

"The power of death can overcome all living things. You are taking such a big disadvantage to get the artifact. Are you trying to scare my surprise to death! It's not interesting to say that you can eat it if you agree!"

"You, hey..." Ding Jingyi yelled too hard in the illusion just now, and now she slowly went dumb, "There must be one of the two of us who will not be embarrassed?"

"Why do you have to be deflated when you accomplish something!"

"Ha, luck is conserved. You have to endure as much bad luck as you suffer from good luck."

The truth is this, Peng Yuan doesn't want to refute, but he thinks that some disasters in life can be avoided, it's one thing not to be able to draw a blind box, but it's another thing to exchange death for an artifact.

Peng Yuan patted Ding Jingyi again: "I'd rather you don't go to get the artifact, and keep it safe."

"How can I do that, you are Ellowyn's God of Time and Space..." Ding Jingyi's voice became lower and lower, "If you get the "Merit of Death", any living thing will bow down to you.Even if you don't use its power attribute, this is the second cultural relic of the Misty Continent. If you own it and let it be made public, who can shake the throne of your archaeologist in the Misty Continent? "

Peng Yuan tapped the tip of Ding Jingyi's nose: "Aren't you a little bitch, why are you struggling so much because you are thinking about my affairs?"

Ding Jingyi rolled over and sat up: "I don't fight because I can't do it, but you can do it!"

Peng Yuan didn't know how to answer for a while.This boyfriend occasionally pokes at the blind spots in his life, the blind spots in cognition, and the blind spots in life. Maybe love will change the boundary, but it happened so suddenly that he couldn't figure it out for a while.

At this time, an empty taxi came from a distance, Peng Yuan thought of going home, he waved, and the taxi stopped on the road in front of them.Peng Yuan picked up Ding Jingyi, and Anna helped him into the car.

Anna got into the co-pilot.Peng Yuan hugged Ding Jingyi and sat at the back. He looked out the window at the dark night, and his eyes fell back on his boyfriend: "I think there is a limit to struggle, and you can't use too much force."

Ding Jingyi let out a low "woo": "I'm disgusted..."

After hearing this, Anna turned her neck 270 degrees in a "click" and stared straight at Peng Yuan, as if asking a silent question, matching the battle-damaged makeup, it was even a little scary.

The driver is an old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was shocked when he saw Anna like this: "My sister has a cervical spondylosis?"

"I don't dislike you..." Peng Yuan touched Ding Jingyi, "I'm just thinking about what we want to do so that we can fall in love and hold on."

Ding Jingyi let out a "woo" again, with a hint of satisfaction in her voice.Only then did Anna turn her face away, reported the address, and the taxi drove to their rental house, with the luck of escape, the confusion of love and a little happiness.

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62. Chapter 62

The afternoon sun came in through the gaps in the curtains, Peng Yuan hugged his arms in a daze, and was instantly awakened by something hard, warm, thick and long.

He opened his eyes, saw the situation in front of him clearly, and said, "Jingyi, don't leave your tail on the bed and run to the door. I just had a face-to-face meeting with the God of Death, and suddenly thought it was the scene of a boyfriend dismemberment case." , scared the black-faced cat to death."

Ding Jingyi made the last stroke and stood in front of the drawing board: "I think about it too, what can I do if you hug me and don't let go?"

Peng Yuan hugged the devil's long tail: "Oh, yes, mine, mine. What did you draw?"

Ding Jingyi turned his wings sideways, and the drawing paper was presented in front of Peng Yuan. On it was a cemetery scene, but without Ding Jingyi himself, it was Ivan's first draft at the fire site.

Peng Yuan rubbed his eyes, feeling a bit unlucky, but more confused.He retracted his head under the quilt, his eyes were exposed, and his mouth and nose were under the quilt: "Why are you drawing this?"

Ding Jingyi put the pencil into the newly bought electric pencil sharpener, and after a while of regular creaking and creaking, he said flatly: "This is a souvenir that Fox Fairy wanted. Ivan's original