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

The blinding sunlight shone through the heavy and gorgeous curtains, casting a spot of light on the bedside. After a night of headache and confusion, Pokjie woke up in the bright daylight.

He raised his hand to block the sunlight that happened to fall on his dark circles, and looked at the woman beside him with an unclear expression.

"Emile is here, and you dare to get into my bed?"

An Ruli yawned lazily and said unhappily: "Do you think I want to? You forced me to come in last night... and asked me to give birth to an heir for you."

"..."

Pokjie pursed his lips. He felt a little dizzy. He was in a mess after his soul was damaged last night...

"Then leave as soon as possible."

After hearing this, An Ruli said with a look of surprise, "Emile has cheated on me a lot."

Pokjie frowned and sat up, "That's different. It's more embarrassing to run into. But why are you so bold today?"

An Ruli turned over, propped her head up with her hands and sneered, "He hasn't contacted us this late, he should still be in Laurendel's bed. I looked for him at dawn, but he didn't even reply to my call."

Pokjie turned his head and looked at the wall clock. It was nine forty...

"You think too much. Laurendel is just a pawn for our future. Emile has no feelings for her."

An Ruli's eyes were complicated as she said, "So it's just a chess piece."

She herself was also a pawn, otherwise Emile would not have been so cruel to her.

Those so-called likes and appreciations are all fake.

Pokjie curled his lips and smiled, "You are really jealous today. Get up, there is something important to do."

……

At ten to five, Pokjie knocked on the door of Qingtian's room.

After a burst of hurried voices, Emil, with a pale face and dark circles under his eyes, opened the door of the room.

"You are really here..."

Looking at the disheveled Emile, Pokjie's eyes flickered slightly, and he teased: "Did you not sleep all night? Is the battle so intense?"

It was indeed intense, a life-and-death game.

Emil smiled, and as he turned around, he suppressed the coldness in his eyes, "It's not going well."

Pokjie frowned and entered the room to see Qingtian, who was breathing weakly, lying motionless on the bed.

In addition to the covered parts, there were more purple bruises on her arms and legs, and there was dried blood on the red marks from the chains...

Emile is really cruel.

Pokjie clicked his tongue twice and deliberately exaggerated: "She doesn't seem to be in good condition. Are you going to kill her?"

It was dead, but it wasn't me.

Emil lowered his eyes and said, "Not really, I just competed with him in spirit power."

Soul power? It's physical strength...

Pokjie shook his head and suddenly slapped his forehead, almost forgetting the most important thing.

"Has your Demon Soul Seed been successful? Has the psychological suggestion been completed?"

Emil raised an eyebrow... Pokjie also knew about the Demon Soul Seed... Psychological suggestion?

After a few seconds, he replied, "It succeeded, but something unexpected happened during the process. Her soul was severely damaged due to the resistance."

Pokjie breathed a sigh of relief, but was still a little worried. "Will it affect our control over her in the future?"

"No, after she recovers, she will be our puppet." Emile said lightly.

Poktier laughed, and halfway through his laughter his face twitched and his head shuddered with pain.

"Will cultivation be of no use if the soul is damaged? I still feel terrible today, and my brain is going crazy from time to time."

"Well, you have to recover slowly." Emile put on his clothes and jewelry. "Rolandel's injuries are more serious than yours. You must rest for a few days, otherwise your soul may be shattered and you may become stupid."

"It's that serious!" Pokjie held his forehead and said in embarrassment: "I wanted to promise Tasriel to send someone over tomorrow..."

"No!" Emir interrupted him hastily, "Tasriel... You know Tasriel's character and temper... What if..."

"That's right. He's not a patient person." Pokjie nodded. "But when those people from the Southern Alliance see her like this, will they be more hostile to us?"

Emil rolled his eyes, "We already have a grudge, so it doesn't matter if we add more. As long as Laurendel looks fine, it's fine. If she's in a coma, she can say that she took medicine and needs time to wake up."

"That makes sense. As long as the Southern Alliance settles the matter between the dungeon and me, we can send her back." Pokjie agreed. "Tasriel said that this was Laurendel's choice. Anyway, he doesn't know what the woman's current situation is."

"The North and South will be united in a week, and the overall situation will be settled. When Laurendel's realm drops and her demonic nature takes effect, we can control her to do things."

Emil's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he said coldly: "You are so thoughtful."

Pokjie felt a little dizzy and didn't notice the other party's tone. He pressed his temple and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you to contact Bai Jingyan and Luo Lunbei and reach an agreement as soon as possible. I will try to have less contact with them recently."

Emil agreed, "Okay, by the way, you'd better help Laurendel remove some of the gray matter so that her physical condition is not too bad."

Pokjie thought for a moment and agreed: "Then let's get rid of it first. She's already been contaminated anyway... She'll come to us for help sooner or later."

Emil frowned slightly, thinking about what Pokjie meant, and suddenly saw him walk to the bed and grab a corner of the thin blanket...

Not good! Only the exposed legs and feet of the main body have superficial injuries.

Emile stepped forward and grabbed Poctet's arm.

"..."

Pokjie frowned and looked at Emile's hand, and said jokingly: "No way, just one night, you care so much?"

Emile said expressionlessly, "You misunderstood. I was afraid that you would suddenly startle her. Her spirit cannot withstand any shock right now. It's best not to touch her."

Pockettie blinked.

It sounds like it's true...

Although he didn't believe it in his heart, he smiled on the surface and said, "But how can I get rid of the gray matter if I don't touch her?"

Emil paused for two seconds, then pointed at the toes of the person on the bed and said, "Here is fine."

"..."

Pokjie looked at Emile speechlessly, pulled his arm back with force, and said unhappily: "I'm afraid you were also damaged last night!"

After saying this, he held down Qingtian's hand and began to explore the gray matter.

Sooner or later I'll chop off your hand!

Emil lowered his head, resisting the urge to kill someone, and laughed dryly, "It's really a bit upsetting."

"Huh, her injuries don't seem to be as serious as expected..." Pokjie looked at Emile in confusion.

Emil's expression froze, and he gave an explanation, "She is a divine general after all, a saint of light attribute... Yesterday I was afraid that her body couldn't bear it... I gave her healing psychic energy and medicine for her injuries."

Pokjie's doubts were relieved, "No wonder her bones and muscles have recovered a lot, and her body is only covered with flesh wounds."

So this woman is so weak because her soul is seriously damaged... Thinking of this, Pokjie handled the gray matter more carefully.

Five minutes later, most of the gray matter in Qingtian's body was taken back by Pokjie.

After a few discussions, the two set up defensive restrictions for Qingtian and left the room together.

Before leaving, Emil turned around and took a deep look at himself on the bed.

hope everything is fine.

In the second half of the night, in order to keep Emile "alive", Qingtian tried the puppetry that soul masters and demons are good at.

I originally thought that it would be painful to separate the soul before reaching the divine level, but I didn't expect the actual operation to be extremely easy.

It didn't take Qingtian much time to master the separation and reunion of souls and bodies.

In addition, Emile had not been dead for long, and the body of the god was not easy to decay. After she possessed his soul, Emile seemed to come back to life.

Perhaps because he had devoured Emil's soul, after several hours of adjustment, Qingtian's control over the new body did not show the sluggishness that is commonly seen in puppetry.

It also successfully deceived Pokjie who was in poor condition.

However, this operation also has weaknesses. First, the person controlling the puppet does not have the memory and behavioral habits of the original person. Second, the caster needs to be in a safe environment.

That's why Qingtian had lied to Pokjie earlier, saying that his soul was seriously damaged and he needed to rest.

This can avoid disturbing the main body and reduce the risk of being discovered.