I make a contract with myself

"Fuck! What do you mean?"

Sun Yan was dissatisfied.

Mo Yu said seriously: "You have too many thoughts. His Highness must have suffered a lot from being with you."

Xia Ling'er didn't think it was a big deal, but when she thought of what happened last night, she suddenly felt aggrieved.

Mo Yu looked at it and almost didn't get violent with him.

"Okay, let's talk."

Sun Yan Shiqu left. He had already said what he needed to say and did not disturb them again.

Opening the door, the room was actually very lively.

The two daughters are like big sisters, taking good care of the children, although most of them are doing a disservice...

Xiaoyou is still very reliable, as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit in a strip, and does a great job of helping the child get dressed, washed and fed.

As long as you don't go crazy occasionally and treat children like toys, maybe it will be better.

Sun Yan sat down at the table and asked, "How are you doing, Du?"

Du turned his head and told him seriously: These children are too young, and their souls only have the curse of the abyss, but they are suppressed by special means. If the curse is not lifted as soon as possible, the children will be tortured to death by the curse of the abyss.

In addition, Du also said that the child's soul was too weak and would disintegrate at a touch, and his previous method of breaking the curse was too crude to be used.

"Headache……"

Sun Yan rubbed his temples, feeling like he didn't know what to do.

I have to say that with regard to the curse of the abyss, the god's disciples really used it to their advantage.

This thing is obviously born, how do the disciples of God mass...produce it...

Sun Yan turned his head and looked at the black curse pattern on the single body, his eyes twinkling.

He said with some uncertainty: "Evil, where did the curse of the abyss you said the disciple of God possess come from?"

"Want to talk again?" Evil Ghost Mask said calmly.

"No." Sun Yan denied, "Apart from you, I have only seen the only spirit that can control the curse of the abyss."

"so?"

"I don't believe that the disciples of God have this ability, and..."

Sun Yan paused and turned to look at the child who was eating obediently: "Starting brainwashing since childhood. To be honest, this is making yourself unhappy, not to mention that it requires a lot of manpower and material resources, and there is also the risk of dying midway. "

"So there should be some restrictions on how a divine disciple can curse people!"

After coming to a conclusion, he opened his brows, and some seemingly unreasonable things were explained.

"...You can teach a child." The evil ghost mask felt a little guilty.

"It's not over yet! In fact, you can't break the curse of the abyss, right?"

The evil ghost mask said nothing, so Sun Yan took it as its acquiescence and continued his analysis.

"What you can really do, I think, is the same as the divine disciples, which is to transfer the curse of the abyss, right? Otherwise, why would they bother to do that? They need to set up other restrictions... Well, if we trace the origin, the curse of the abyss is innate, so There should be a way...right?"

At the end of the story, Sun Yan had a headache.

Facing a group of children, it was impossible for him to take the risk, but if he delayed it any longer, the result would only be worse.

How to do?

Sun Yan touched his chin, thought for a while, and asked, "Where did you hide the curse of the abyss?"

"Uh, do you really want to say it?" Evil Ghost Mask hesitated.

"I have a bad feeling..."

"Every time you break through, I will control the curse of the abyss and integrate it into your body and soul..."

"I don't feel anything?"

"Don't underestimate me."

Sun Yan's head was covered with black lines. If it weren't for the evil ghost mask he had to wear on his face, he would have thrown the old silver coin into the sewer and soaked it for three days and three nights.

He suppressed his anger and said word by word: "Give me a solution, otherwise..."

"What?" Evil Ghost Mask didn't panic at all.

Sun Yan thought about it carefully and found that there was really nothing he could do about it.

He turned to beg and begged: "Look at them, they are all sallow and skinny. The disciples are simply inhuman. They actually destroy the flowers of the motherland like this. I..."

"I do have a way, but there are risks." Evil Ghost Mask said calmly.

"Do you have any humanity at all? Come up with a reliable and risk-free plan." Sun Yan said angrily.

"Your cultivation level is too low."

Sun Yan: "..."

Well, it's my fault. I blame myself for being too weak and unable to catch your eye.

"I need to plant the curse of the abyss in your soul, and then let you practice alone and try to break the curse without harm."

"alone?"

"Don't forget, the Curse of the Abyss is a unique talent."

Sun Yan thought for a moment, but couldn't think of a good way, so he had to do this.

It is better to suffer yourself than to let the children suffer. It will be over after you endure it.

"bring it on."

"Ready?"

"...Does it hurt?"

"You will know if you ask Du Bu."

Sun Yan turned his head and looked at Du.

Looking at him alone, it was like looking at a death row prisoner, with eyes full of pity.

"Otherwise... damn! I haven't... forget it, I can handle it!"

In the eyes of the evil ghost mask, he is still an innocent child.

The curse of the abyss is strong, but it is not a good thing. Du, who was once mentally immature, had the idea of ​​​​suicide many times.

Sun Yan was a little better than it, and he suppressed his words.

It was the ferocious expression on his face that frightened the child.

Du followed the instructions of the evil ghost mask, stretched out his claws, pierced Sun Yan's skin, and tried hard to feel the breath of the abyss curse.

The curse of the abyss at this time was equivalent to the life-threatening curse that had been cast upon the emperor of the Yuan Kingdom. Sun Yan simply did not resist. When he could no longer hold on, he simply let the evil ghost mask go away.

Du lowered his head angrily, probably feeling that he was useless and had failed his master's expectations.

Sun Yan calmed down for a while, then raised his hand to rub Du's ears, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, you have to believe in yourself, come on."

After thinking alone for a moment, use the innate skill Yuan Ning to transform into a giant panda.

"Huh?" Sun Yan looked at it curiously.

Alone gearing up, come again!

Sun Yan believed in it, and under the control of the evil ghost mask, he allowed the curse of the abyss to corrode him wantonly.

The black curse marks on his body spread like a tide.

After burning a stick of incense, he lay on the ground in the shape of "work", feeling hopeless.

In this attempt, Du was able to contact and stir up the curse of the abyss to a certain extent, but failed to remove it.

Still need to practice...

Time and time again, Du was not discouraged and Sun Yan did not give up.

At dusk, Xia Ling'er opened the door and saw the haggard Sun Yan. She was almost frightened to death, thinking that he had been attacked by someone.

"Where's Mo Yu?"

Sun Yan was very weak and didn't even want to move a finger.

Xia Ling'er felt very distressed, hugged him and put him on the bed, muttering: "Why are you working so hard?"

"Children should not be allowed to participate in the dirty world of adults. I want to help them."

"...Uncle Mo has gone back to arrange manpower."

"Just now, we received news from Sect Leader Yun. She was successfully promoted to the eighth level and will also participate in the war this time. Also..."

Sun Yan stood up and wanted to continue.

Xia Ling'er didn't allow it.

"Hey, I finally have a bit of a Holy Mother's heart. Just let me do whatever I want for once."