The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

Mu En subconsciously looked at her wrist.

Although under normal circumstances, no clues can be seen, but when there is a trace of fire in his pupils, he can clearly see traces extending from the cuffs, like fingerprints.

That was the imprint left on him by the King of Blight.

Although that power is no longer simply given, but the "divine favor" that Heishu obtained through the exchange of important information, Mu En still has a grudge against it.

After all, it is an evil god.

But I have to admit that the power of the gods is very strong.

The strength can be seen from An and Celesia. If he wants to gain strength as quickly as possible, this is undoubtedly the shortest shortcut.

"Actually, the reason why I first learned magic was to separate this power."

Mu En smiled bitterly and said:

"But I didn't expect that I would still come to this step of accepting it?"

"Didn't you say that? Power itself does not distinguish between good and evil. The important thing is the person who uses the power, even if it is the power of an evil god."

As Meera said, she hooked her fingers lightly, and a delicate flower floated up and fell into her hands.

She gently stroked the flowers to make them bloom more delicately, and then smashed them into pieces.

"So, if one day, you are not satisfied with this power, you turn to ask for more from the Withered King..."

At this moment, a chill emerged.

Mu En's vision was suddenly stained red with blood, and the countless flowers that were vying to bloom seemed to turn into sharp knives flowing with blood.

Teacher Mei La stared at him quietly with a calm expression, but Mu En felt her premonition of death buzzing crazily.

"I will kill you myself."

The color of blood disappeared, the sea of ​​flowers swayed, it was too beautiful to behold.

As if everything was an illusion.

But only the sweat-soaked back made Mu En understand that once he really threw himself into the embrace of the Withered King, Teacher Meera would definitely kill her new disciple without hesitation.

"Will not."

Mu En wiped off her cold sweat and said seriously:

"Don't I already have Teacher Meera?"

"..."

Meera was slightly taken aback, and laughed softly: "It seems that the rumors are not false?"

"Ok?"

"It's nothing. Regarding weapons, do you have any questions now? Time is running out, so ask quickly."

"Is there a problem?"

Mu En brandished the short knives, and felt that with the blessing of these two short knives, her dagger fighting technique, which had not been moved for a long time, also showed signs of moving towards a higher level.

"There are no more problems. It's just that Teacher Meera has any precautions for my usual use? For example, how often do I need to maintain it?"

"Generally, weapons with living spirits have the ability to repair and clean themselves, so you don't have to worry, but there are some things to pay attention to..."

Meera thought about it casually, and said:

"Except that it's best not to hold it in front of the people of Life Church, it should be fine."

"Oh, so, then I will definitely not...Huh? Wait."

Mu En reacted, opened her eyes wide and asked:

"What does it mean that you can't hold it in front of the Church of Life? Is there anything about these two weapons that they can't see?"

Mu En was a little panicked. After all, it was the church. Once it got involved, it would be a big trouble.

"It's nothing."

Meera shrugged indifferently and said:

"It's just that the material used to make these two knives is the holy sword of the Church of Life. It's not good for those petty believers to see it."

"Oh, that's it, it turns out that the holy sword was re-melted to make a dagger, it sounds like nothing...it's nothing to blame!"

Mu En roared in horror:

"Which holy sword, Mr. Meera, wouldn't you tell me that it is one of the five holy swords of the Life Church?"

"Five? Isn't it seven?"

Meera was a little puzzled:

"While I was sleeping, they lost two more? Well, it doesn't matter, anyway, there are only four left now, right?"

"Is it really that holy sword?"

Mu En's hand holding the knife trembled a little, "Why... why did you do this, can't you use it directly?"

As long as he is a man, he will have a brave dream of holding the holy sword to kill evil spirits. Mu En thinks that if he can use the holy sword, it is not impossible for him to practice swordsmanship again.

But I didn't expect Teacher Mei La to play such a big game, and directly refine the holy sword?

This let the Church of Life know that Teacher Mei La may be fine as a top boss, but he, Mu En, will definitely be tied to a cross and burned to death!

"No way, who made the holy sword have the mark of the church? It's very troublesome to crack, so I just melted it together."

Meera looked relaxed as if the lock of the vault was too difficult to pick, so she simply smashed the vault as well.

"..."

"It's okay, it's not as scary as you think."

Seeing that Mu En was still in a daze, Meera went on to comfort her:

"After all, I have melted them into such a state. Unless it is unlucky to meet a strong man at the archbishop level, otherwise it is not so easy to find the clues."

"...What if I'm really that unlucky?"

I don't need to say anything else, but Mu En has never been afraid of anyone in the matter of bad luck.

Maybe he was just about to go out with two knives to chatter, when he happened to bump into the archbishop of the Church of Life getting together for group building.

"if that's the case……"

Meera thought for a while:

"You can try to resist desperately."

"Oh? Could it be that Teacher Mela has a backhand?" Mu En's eyes lit up.

"Do not."

Meera said seriously:

"It's just that it's more dignified to die like this."

"..."

……

……

"Okay, the pleasant chat time is over, shall we get to the point?"

Mei stretched her waist, her little face was quite serious, she looked at Mu En, and asked:

"Do you know the nature of the gods?"

"The essence of the gods?"

Mu En was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect Teacher Mei La to ask such a profound question as soon as she came up.

but……

"God...isn't it just a god?"

Mu En recalled the original book and found that the description of the gods in the original book was quite vague.

This made Mu En a little annoyed.

Sure enough, you can't read half of the novel, at least you have to read all of it, otherwise one day you will really travel to the world in the book, and you won't even know such an important setting.

"The so-called gods are..."

Meera was about to explain, but suddenly froze, knocked on the head, and stuck out her tongue:

"Ah, I almost forgot, I was one of the seven people who signed the original contract of silence, this kind of thing can't be said."

"Eh?"

Mu En was taken aback, then looked at the malicious white-haired old loli and said angrily:

"Teacher Meera! Do you know which two kinds of people I hate the most?"

"Ok?"

"One is the half-spoken person, and there is another..."

"Another kind?" Meera tilted her head, waiting for the next one.

"..."

"..."

……

"Okay, back to the topic."

Meera withdrew her petite fist expressionlessly, looked at Mu En who was wriggling on the ground like a maggot clutching her abdomen, and asked:

"You've been here for so long, have you noticed anything different from before?"

"Different?"

Mu En, who was stunned by Teacher Mei La's loli tulle punch, raised her head with difficulty and looked around.

I don't know if it's true or not, the sky is still blue, and the breeze blowing from a distance is still fresh and pleasant. If there is a difference...

"flower."

Moon said:

"It's flowers. The flowers now are different in color from when I came in."

When Mu En came in for the first time, the flowers in Huahai were colorful, but now, all the flowers in sight are all pure white.

"That's right, the flowers are different."

For Mu En's sensitivity, Meera nodded to express her appreciation, and then asked:

"Then do you know why it's different?"

"because……"

Mu En thought for a while: "Does this flower change color?"

"It's a good idea, but that's not the reason. The flowers are different because the flowers are really different."

"What do you mean?" Mu En was a little dizzy from Teacher Meera.

Meera didn't answer, but under Mu En's puzzled gaze, she picked up the watering can in her hand again and poured water.

Moisturized by the water, the flowers become more and more green, and even the branches and leaves seem to stand taller.

No, it doesn't seem to be.

In Mu En's horrified sight, all the flowers centered on Teacher Mei La had bloomed and stretched at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then withered quickly after a moment of prosperity.

The sea of ​​flowers disappeared and turned into a desolate land.

Then in the naked black soil, new shoots grow quickly.

Germination, branching, leaf division, flowers open.

The blooming red covered Mu En's entire vision.

Then, wither again.

"Unfortunately, I still can't grow the pink color I want."