I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

On the other side, five hours later, spatial fluctuations appeared again in the nested space, and Sora's figure appeared.

Seeing Pokjie lying on the ground to rest, Sora smiled and said, "...The battle is over, congratulations."

Pokjie rubbed his face, slowly sat up, and said calmly: "I thought you were going to lock us up for life."

"How could that be? I'm your partner." Sora walked over to Qingtian and observed her for a while. "I still feel more comfortable with her original face."

Pokjie said unhappily, "You mean you don't like my face?"

"That's not the case. It's just that it's more pleasurable to appreciate beautiful things." Sora used his hand to move Qingtian's unconscious head. "If she wakes up, will she make a scene..."

"What can she do in her current state..." Pokjie stood up, took out the storage bracelet he got from Qingtian, and dug out a set of clean clothes.

Sora glanced at the bracelet with envy, "The leader of the Southern Alliance should have a lot of good things."

Pokjie sneered, what a good thing.

"If you want it, I'll give it to you."

After saying that, he threw the storage ring to Sora, who took it and examined it. "An ordinary civilian bracelet? Laurendel is really cautious. He didn't put any good stuff in it."

Pokjie lowered his eyes. That may not be the case...

Laurendel obviously has other storage spaces, otherwise where would those high-level rubbings and magic bows come from.

"She has many secrets. Now is not the time to study them. Have you repaired your space formation?" After changing his clothes, Pokjie picked up the magic bone bow that Qingtian had not taken away in time. "I'm thirsty. Can I find something to drink?"

Sora carried Qingtian on his back and held out his hand to Pokjie, "The fine wine of the Twin Cities is waiting for us."

Pokjie laughed when he heard that, "I'll have someone prepare roasted pig brain for you."

……

When Qingtian tried to open his eyelids, everything looked strange in the dim light.

A gorgeous room, pungent perfume, cold chains...

None of this mattered. What mattered was that she was in pain all over, her meridians were blocked, and her spiritual energy space was completely devoid of spiritual energy...

Pokjie's spiritual power is so abnormal, no wonder he can create that crappy thing called Sanlingdan.

I should have killed him sooner...

After venting a few words in his heart, Qingtian's soul light ball was spinning wildly. His spiritual consciousness extended and penetrated the isolation array of the room.

The surrounding scenes gradually appeared in her consciousness.

Entertainment city?

It seems that Sora has successfully connected the small space with the Twin Cities.

My situation is very bad.

The north is not SAARC’s sphere of influence, so the chances of a counterattack are very low.

What I can rely on is my status and the current situation. It depends on what they want to exchange me for...

Thinking of this, Qingtian closed her eyes with despair, intending to change her posture to continue resting. However, as soon as she turned over, her bones began to crackle, and her tendons were torn and pulled, causing her tears in pain.

"Hiss—what the hell…"

She hurriedly re-examined her body and found that the dried-up meridians and damaged bones were covered with a layer of dark grey flocs, which were constantly eroding the parts where they were attached.

No wonder even the healing ability of the divine general’s body didn’t make the injury better!

After further investigation, she discovered that the roots of the plants in the spiritual space were stained with a grayish color...

Qingtian was shocked. What kind of spiritual power did Pokjie have that could actually destroy a person's foundation?

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door and the light in the room came on.

The door creaked open, and Pokjie leaned against the door panel and looked at the sunny sky with complicated eyes.

The person on the bed was still wearing a men's silk shirt, but she had regained her feminine figure. Her beautiful face, which was full of a sense of brokenness, concealed reluctance and stubbornness. Her slender white limbs and neck were lined with silver metal chains, which made people want to do whatever they wanted...

She is a natural beauty, no wonder those guys like her.

Pokjie lowered his eyes, "Viscount Loren. Did you use your spiritual sense just now?"

"..."

"Why don't you speak? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"..."

Seeing that Qingtian was silent and ignored him, Bo Kejie said coldly:

"Actually, you are luckier than me. When I woke up after disappearing, I was sleeping on the dirty floor of a flower field. I suffered all kinds of hardships..."

Qingtian's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Pokjie, "Are you threatening me?"

"I dare not. You are the leader of the Southern Alliance, the saint of the national religion, and the future queen. How dare I threaten you?" Pokjie smiled sarcastically and walked to the bed.

He leaned over and lifted Sunny's chin.

"But if you really don't know how to respect and cooperate, I will have no choice but to use the methods of the dungeon to discipline you... those... you have seen before."

Qingtian's face turned pale for a moment and then reddened, "Bah! Despicable! You look like a human being now, even before you lost your memory! You have lived like a beast for so many years, how pathetic!"

"..."

Pokjie, who was sprayed with saliva in the face, was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed drastically.

He grabbed Qingtian's neck fiercely and growled, "Lorendel! You are still so arrogant even after all this, don't think I won't do anything to you! If it weren't for you, the dungeon wouldn't be destroyed! That's the result of my years of hard work! How can you accompany me?"

Qingtian was equally angry and replied in a strangled voice: "Your filthy dungeon should have been destroyed long ago!"

Pokjie took a deep breath, his eyes stained with madness, "Then I will let you taste the feeling of being destroyed!"

After saying that, he raised his hand to pull Qingtian's collar, but suddenly he felt a flash of lightning in his mind...

The pain was so severe that Pokjie screamed and fell to the ground...

Qingtian, who was lying on the bed, gasped for air, trying to endure the headache and dizziness, and said in a low voice: "Even if I can't move, you can't bully me casually!"

Even without spiritual power, she still has soul power that is unmatched by ordinary people.

However, he has not yet reached the divine level, and using his soul power will consume himself...

In addition, the forced consumption of soul power caused her consciousness space to begin to vibrate again, and the originally regularly flowing blue-purple air became scattered.

But Qingtian couldn't care less about that at the moment, this was the only strength she could rely on.

As long as the disguise is good, it can serve as a deterrent.

Because attacks on the soul are much more difficult to repair than attacks on the body, ordinary people cannot absorb scattered thoughts and free souls like a sunny day, and they need a long period of careful rest to fully recover.

After a few minutes, Poktier recovered. His face was pale and he stood up unsteadily, holding on to the edge of the bed.

"You...you are a soul master?"

Qingtian tried to be calm and said, "Yes, so instead of thinking about irrelevant things, you should think about how to exchange me for appropriate benefits. You are a businessman, you should be able to distinguish between what is beneficial to you and what is harmful to others and yourself."

Pokjie shook his head, squinting his eyes and looking coldly at Qingtian, "Don't be complacent, I was not prepared this time. It won't be so easy for you to succeed next time, so please be more aware of your situation as a prisoner and don't irritate me again."

"Besides, you're right. You're worth more than just skin."

"The Southern Alliance and the Royal Family have sent secret letters to the Twin Cities to test them. Do you think how sincere they are in redeeming you?"

Qingtian frowned. The Southern Alliance could understand that the royal family had also had a hand in this...

She thought for a moment and said, "Then I suggest you sell me to the royal family. Your Twin Cities are in Darkkin, so it would be better to do a favor for the royal family."

Pokjie covered his forehead and sat on the sofa in the bedroom, sneering: "Thank you for making plans for me, but you don't have to save money for the Southern Alliance. With you in hand, the Southern Alliance will have to pay the price anyway."

Qingtian was silent for a while, and sneered at himself, "I didn't expect that I would be the one holding them back..."