After over-consumption of 5t5, I became the mother of the nine signs of the cursed fetus

One day when Gojo Satoru was urging and annoyed by the old oranges, he found that Xia Youjie suddenly didn't come to class, and he couldn't get through the phone. It was strange, could there be a task that caught Jie?What kind of imaginary magic spirit with rare abilities?Gojo Satoru was very interested, he ran to ask the head teacher, Ye Moth: "...you need to be mentally prepared for this matter."

Jay defected?

"This is impossible!"

"Calm down, Wu. Jie is different from you. He grew up in the world of ordinary people. He might not be able to accept the sudden exposure to the darkness of the magic world."

Gojo Satoru pushed open the door, and Nitro leaned against the outer wall and sighed, "Are you going to chase Jie back?"

"Jie just can't think about it for a while." Wujo Gojo seemed to be answering that he was in love, and also seemed to comfort himself.

The leader of the Panxing Sect has changed from an ordinary person to a child miller, and he is also the most popular leader of ghosts and animals recently, so the faction of the Panxing Sect is not in Xia Youjie's choice. The force of the Panxing Sect is not unknown. The object of Tianyuan is called a god in the magic circle, and the four-digit lifespan alone is enough for ordinary people to worship.

What is the specific function of Tianyuan?Ordinary people naturally don't know.

Their teachings are also very vague, except for regular meetings to praise Tianyuan.

Also whitelisted due to harmlessness.

Like this kind of religion with special worship, it's good not to make trouble.

So the reputation of Pan Xing Sect is not bad?

After all, human tissue sacrifices are much better than those who hold black masses at every turn.In addition, it is a local tax benchmark enterprise. Most of the employees/congregants who can know the secrets of the magic world are rich people. It is very useful to donate to the club to attract business. The congregation will pay taxes and have social security and medical insurance. These.

Xia Youjie regretfully gave up such an excellent force as the Panxing Sect. Zhuyu was the first, and the others were all far behind by more than three points.

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It was a few days later that Gojo Satoru received the news of the tragic death of Xia Youjie's parents.

"Xia Youjie's curse spirit was left behind at the scene, and he had no intention of covering it up."

"Jay... killed his parents?"

Framed——

"No."

"it is true?"

The real situation was ten thousand times worse than he imagined.Wutiaowu and Jiarui Nitzi came to the village where the crime happened. They didn't know what happened to Xia Youjie here to make such a huge change.

"Are ordinary people really that bad?"

Gojo Satoru had hardly any contact with ordinary people, so he looked at Glass with doubts.

Niatz smoked a cigarette. Since Xia Youjie left, her addiction to smoking has become more and more serious. She leaned against the rough bark of the big tree and rubbed her back so painfully. She lowered her head and her eyelashes cast shadows, "Ordinary people That's it, there are more bad people than good people, most people have all kinds of problems, those who have nothing to do with themselves will always account for the majority, have no position and follow the trend, but it's not much better if they are all human magicians, just not I will abuse ordinary people for no reason, because there is no ordinary person in the eyes of those who come from the family. Thinking about it, it is really a harsh living environment. I was treated specially because of the operation, because I am a rare anti Therefore, Zhuanjushi is treated as the same person... Do most people still have the idea of ​​protecting ordinary people, but it is also a kind of arrogance to set themselves in the position of protecting, like some people who just started to be cursed The little ghost of a conjurer, after 10 or 20 years, he will also become a guy who sits in an office and watches young people die. Why don't you stop being a conjurer... Thinking about it carefully, there is nothing to say about this profession other than high income Yes. But most of the work is just to make money, and I'm actually quite rich."

The very wealthy Jia Ruozi thought of retirement when he was only 17 years old.

"It must have something to do with Haibara's death. His classmates are me and you, so he has never experienced the death of people around him. It must be difficult for you from the Yusanjia to understand. In this era, it is natural for a 16-year-old child and a monster Fighting until being divided into corpses... how cruel it is, the whole world will be shocked if it is announced... what kind of eyes are you?" Wujo Wu didn't know when he took off his sunglasses, his eyes were full of doubts, "Damn it, hurry up Put on your glasses! I haven't cultivated enough to be indifferent to your face!"

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Xia Youjie had an idea. After killing his parents without guilt, he was eager to find like-minded villains. Maybe it was to soothe his lonely heart. He would not admit it. Following the traces of Kushe, he also went to the house where Kamaore and Maqima lived, but found nothing.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to ambush outside the Demon Hunter headquarters and the two-faced pagoda, and soon blocked Maqima.

Miss Machima, who hadn't changed at all, was held down in the alley with an umbrella, and said in confusion, "This posture is very obscene, Jie."

"If you come to ask me where I am tired..."

"I'm not interested in Kamore." Xia Youjie looked at her coldly, "I want to know where the owner of the rainstorm is?"

"Hala, do you want to exterminate her? I advise you not to do this, it will kill you."

"No, I defected, I'm not a magician now."

Maqima became a little interested, "It's the right decision, so should we join the Devil's Police? With someone like you, we can solve the trouble you caused, do you want to think about it?"

Demon Police?

"Sorry, I'm so sick of these self-proclaimed righteous organizations."

"Justice?" Mazima tilted her head in confusion, "This is a wrong perception. The Devil's Public Security has never been an organization that aims to do justice for justice. It's just a means to coexist with ordinary people. We use the power of demons to eliminate Demons protect ordinary people, but protecting ordinary people is just a means not an end, and the same is true for magicians, protecting ordinary people is just to survive better among ordinary people, to get money, rights...and freedom?"

"...There is no freedom at all."

"Because you haven't mastered more rights and money, this is the origin of human social structure."

"What are you trying to defect, Jay?"

Maqima was still as gentle as she was when she was a child, Xia Youjie said: "Create a world where only magicians exist."

He may not be very bright.

Rarely, Maqima spit out a slot, maybe it's a bad habit that the delusional leaves have shared a body for a long time.

Mazima didn't know what to think of, and agreed, "Since you insist, I'll introduce you to the 'Master of the Rainstorm'."

Wang Ye didn't expect that Xia Youjie's first choice would be Xia Youjie's defection here. Her evil god formed a terrifying lair in the dense underground river basin in Kyoto, thousands of deep caves nested with unknown Extending many meters down, there is no light at all, only the maddening noise from the constant dripping. Xia Youjie would not have been able to adapt to it before, but now he feels that his breathing is smoother.

The cave that Wang Ye spent a long time making fits the impression of the evil god or the monster's lair. She refers to many dungeon themes, and even tries to restore the truth to the bones scattered in the corners.

The moment Xia Youjie saw the evil god, he thought he saw "Your Majesty".

Thinking of his previous gaffe, Xia Youjie gritted his teeth.

What do sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys want to do, Fan Ye didn't laugh, but simple boys are really easy to understand.

"Marchma."

The evil god shrouded in gray mist waved his hand, and hundreds of millions of green fluorescent lights floated in the entire underground space. Xia Youjie felt the danger, so he didn't move.

"This child is looking for you, maybe you can take him in."

Why should he say the same as running away from home!

Xia Youjie just wanted to sneer and remind them that he is now one of the few conjurers in the conjuration world, not a little boy who has been fooled around.

"He just killed his parents, and he's very talented," said Makima.

"I didn't expect him to come to me either."

"I don't know if you can recognize it when you are tired of seeing it now?"

"Enough." Xia Youjie interrupted the two women unbearably, and his patience became even worse after being blackened, "Enough with the useless words, I'm here to follow you, Your Excellency the Evil God."

Delusion: People who don't know think you are here to exterminate me...

The beatings of young people are still too few. The truly miserable people don't even have the strength to become black, and they are suppressed by the mountain of fate at the bottom of the pit.

"Weasel."

Xia Youjie: "????"

"I thought of a human being who once killed his parents because of his righteousness. No, that guy killed his relatives who could be killed, even the cat at home. From the perspective of temperament, you are worse than him That's a lot."

"You just want to prove that you have the power to destroy the world just by killing your parents. Human beings like ants..." Every word of Wang Ye was like a knife piercing Xia Youjie's heart. Know how to humiliate these arrogant and impulsive young people.

Sure enough, the young man became angry, and his spell power boiled all over his body.

But the power he was proud of was nothing in front of the evil god Ye, and the gray mist enveloped him. In an instant, Xia Youjie's spell power was crushed, and he could hear the spell spirit in his body wailing in despair , Immediately afterwards, the abdomen seemed to be punched hard by Hei Shan, Xia Youjie's tall body arched into a semicircle and uncontrollably vomited, paji, a sticky and ugly curse was spit out, this little thing Looks just like Jerry.

"When did the human diet become so diverse?"

"What does the mantra taste like?"

"Do different spell spirits have different flavors?"

Xia Youjie gasped twice, his stomach must be broken, he was suddenly desperate, the enemy who was just about to take the position of the world was beaten up right after his debut, it really made the young man doubt his life.

The actual situation is that the blow just now consumed [-]% of Wang Ye's strength, and she will lose her strength by a star and a half, and she has worked very hard to create the evil god's powerful and incomparable avatar.

Now it seems that the effect is good. Xia Youjie was hit to doubt his life, just like meeting the final boss of this map just after leaving Xinshou Village. Even the shadow of her god is so powerful. How powerful are the monsters... He should be told that this world is much more dangerous than what he saw.

"The generation of ants, but want to climb the ladder to the sky, how can a small thing peep at the sun."

After finishing the cutscene lines, Wang Ye manipulated the gray mist to pull him up.

Wang Ye wondered if he should step on him, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't, since he was a god after all, it would be too embarrassing to step on his head.

Xia Youjie had had enough of coughing, and staggered up, his eyes darkened.

It's strange how easily he succumbed.

The original purpose of Lu Ye was not to make him submit.

"There is an organization in Kyoto called the Panxing Sect. The leader is the reincarnation of Oni Wu Tsuji's subordinates. I am very interested in the secret of reincarnation. You entered the Panxing Sect as an undercover agent."

Xia Youjie: The progress is a bit too fast.

He coughed and spit out the pieces of his internal organs. He was afraid he would die before he left here, but he couldn't find Nitro.

Don't look at her like that, she doesn't have healing skills either.

In the end, Xia Youjie had to limp and leave the underground river, and ran to a certain stronghold of the Curse Master to find a Curse Master with healing spells.

Not all healing spells are as gentle and harmless as the reversal spell.

Xia Youjie's face turned even paler after he came out of the cursed master's black clinic.

He had been living in this chaotic neighborhood for a while after his defection, Xia Youjie was almost blinded by four big eyes as soon as he opened the door, the two children he rescued from Dog Village were scanning his eyes nervously Body.

"Master Xia You is injured?!"

"Who hurt Lord Xia You?"

"..." Xia Youjie didn't even have the strength to speak. If there was an enemy at this time, his long and narrow eyes would slowly close, and he lay down tiredly.

Nanako and Mimiko shut up immediately, and obediently climbed into the small bed next door.

Early the next morning, Xia Youjie was woken up by the ringing of the phone. Over there was his new acquaintance, the informer Kong, who was born in kimchi, "..."

"The things you inquired about have some clues."

"rainstorm?"

"How is it possible? This matter is top secret. I can't help it. It's the second matter."

"It's Kamo Kenron."

"About 120 years ago, in order to fulfill a certain ideal, the curse master Ronso tried to make a super-class curse object and curse embryo nine-phase map. No one knows the specific ability. He found an excellent mother body and used Kamo Xianlun's body to share with her. Married and have two sons, but because of choosing the wrong chess piece, the end is very miserable."

Xia Youjie: "Ideal?"

Kong: "It seems to be creating a world where only curse spirits exist."

Xia Youjie: "..."

Thank you, it has been connoted.

Soon, the secrets of Arakuba (human beings) and Kaso (Kamo Xianlun) and the Kamo family, the Gosan family, the king of the curse, etc. 120 years ago reached his mailbox.

"That's all I could find."

There are thousands of pages of information, and I don't know when I will read it.

Xia Youjie's energy value was emptied yesterday, and now it has only recovered a few percent.

"Then, the reward..."

"I'll turn around, there's one more person to investigate," Xia Youjie thought of the evil god Ye's viscera aching, and he was obviously cured! "A man named Itachi, he killed his parents and everyone in his family."

"It's really similar to you." Kong Shiyu blurted out.

"........."

"Hahahaha, there is nothing new under the sun, is this Itachi still alive?"

"I don't know, I have no other information."

"Okay, I will try my best to investigate, but it is best not to report any hope."

The intelligence dealer's voice disappeared, and a busy signal appeared on the phone.

"Master Xia You, do you want breakfast?" Nanako brought over the instant cup noodles, steaming hot, Xia Youjie took it and swallowed it.

"It's delicious, Mimiko."

"..."

"I'm Nanako."