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

All was well in the house in the Twin Cities.

Qingtian opened his eyes, confirmed it was safe, closed the space, and went to An Ruli's spiritual space through the magic channel.

Tsk, the other party is really defenseless.

This time, there was no resistance either, and Qingtian's soul arrived smoothly. But she was dumbfounded as soon as she entered.

An Ruli's spiritual space was even more chaotic than the last time she came here. The demon thorn vines had grown stronger and occupied most of the space...

The Count of Anjou is a piece of shit!

At first, she thought An Ruli had met her clan members and was saved...

With anger, Qingtian prepared to go to Anruli's consciousness space.

But when she passed through the entrance to the spiritual space, she found that gray matter blocked the exit.

Pokjie's spiritual power? !

Qingtian was surprised, and tried to use the magic power that repelled the gray matter, and forced his way out.

Outside, An Ruli's meridians were also covered with a layer of gray matter...

What is Pokjie doing? Did they fight in the morning?

With an anxious and confused mood, Qingtian quickly came to the consciousness space.

As she came in, her mood became more solemn.

Before she left last night, she had helped An Ruli clear the evil vines and evil thoughts in her consciousness space. The woman's soul body painting was also basically restored.

But now it's back to normal, even worse.

The entire consciousness space was hazy and filled with dark purple...

The soul painting was completely covered by evil thoughts and no light could penetrate it. The evil vines wrapped around it no longer fell, and it was like a strong chain tied to the painting. The thorns of the vines were deeply embedded in the frame and canvas, preventing the painting from breaking free.

Qingtian didn't expect the situation to be so serious.

"Anjouli! Are you awake?"

She called for a while, but there was no response.

The evil vines and evil thoughts around Qingtian kept approaching her, forcing her to use the same old trick to clean up the space.

But strangely, the effect was not as good as last night. Upon closer inspection, there was a strange dark red substance in the consciousness space that seemed like a nutrient solution, constantly breeding new evil thoughts...

Qingtian had no choice but to create a magical whirlwind to gather the dark red floating substances and wrap them with magic power.

In this way, the consciousness space was slowly cleared, but it didn't take long for the dark red substance that was wrapped to seep out from the magic layer...

Sunny had to repeat what he had done before.

This thing can stimulate the consciousness space to produce a large amount of evil thoughts, and it seems to have the same effect as the evil soul seed, but out of caution she did not dare to use the Thorn Planet to absorb it.

Using magic power to seal them again, Qingtian took the time to deal with the pollution of the soul oil painting.

After the magic vine was peeled off, the dull and scarred oil painting was finally revealed. The blurred Anjou seemed to have two faces, struggling in pain and longing for something...

The canvas was contaminated and could not be cleaned in a short time.

Qingtian called An Ruli several times, but the other party was completely immersed in a contradictory world of consciousness.

After thinking about it, she split her soul into two parts. One part continued to monitor the dark red substance in the consciousness space, and the other part extended its soul tentacles towards the soul canvas.

The moment the tentacles touched the canvas, the two people's consciousness connected, and An Ruli's chaotic short-term memory fragments flooded in.

Qingtian didn't expect Pokjie to be so shameless and didn't care about the agreement made in the morning at all.

Not only did he plan to force Anjouli to bear an heir for Emile before he returned to the Twin Cities, but he also fed her a special Sanling Pill because Anjouli wanted to escape after she woke up...

It turns out that An Ruli's terrible condition is the result of the combined effects of medicine and demon seeds!

Then, Qingtian carefully covered the canvas with his thoughts and input his own soul power to help her fight the pollution.

Thoughts overlap and feelings are connected.

Even Qingtian couldn't help trembling at the various feelings coming from An Ruli. But with her sharing the burden, An Ruli's soul gradually calmed down and fell into a restorative sleep out of exhaustion.

After a while, Qingtian cleaned up most of the pollution on the canvas, and the burden on the body was reduced a lot, but it was still hot and uncomfortable.

It seems that this medicine not only seals the spiritual power and stimulates the devilish thoughts, but also has a medicinal effect on the body, with a triple effect...

I just don't know how long the effects of the medicine will last.

Qingtian lay limply on the bed, his whole body drenched in sweat.

She used her magic to cast several cleansing and healing spells to make her body feel more comfortable.

Noticing something tied around her neck, she followed the thin and strong metal chain hanging on the bed and cast her eyes towards the psychic device on the roof beside the bed...

The state religion's "Demon Locking Chain", a special metal, telescopic and dischargeable psychic control disk, is used to control high-level magical beasts!

Pokjie is a scumbag!

Not to mention An Ruli whose spiritual power was sealed, even if she had spiritual power, she would be like a trapped beast...

If she wants to escape, she must use her magic to help her, but An Ruli's real dilemma is not this...

Her dilemma lies in her identity, family, the things in her heart that she cannot let go of, and the circle that she cannot escape from.

Sighing, Qingtian continued to clean the soul canvas while thinking about what to do.

A minute later, there was a sudden movement outside...

After lunch, Pokjie opened the door and came in. After staying in the study for a while, he went into the bedroom.

Seeing An Ruli lying on the bed covered with a blanket, motionless and pretending to be dead, he leaned against the door and laughed coldly.

"You were able to sleep after taking that medicine? It looks like you are really tired."

Qingtian was about to withdraw his consciousness, but after hearing what he said, he didn't leave.

Given Anjuli's status and situation, she might be able to learn something from Pokjie. This was the reason why she went to Anjuli yesterday.

She moved slightly and asked weakly, "Isn't that medicine just an ordinary Sanling Pill? What else is added? Why do I feel so uncomfortable..."

Pokjie did not disappoint Qingtian. "It's okay to tell you."

He walked over to the bed and sat down, "That's a specially made spirit-dispersing pill, it contains the essence of the lust demon, the dark pollution of the canyon, and the blood of your dear Emile."

"Not to mention you, even the God General would feel uncomfortable if he ate it."

"This was originally made for Laurendel, but she doesn't need it right now."

Qingtian felt nervous. It turned out to be used against her...

This is a different way of experiencing the effects of the drug...

Canyon...meaning the Fracture Canyon?

I wonder if there is any connection between the dark pollution and the abyss pollution in the starry sky controlled by the Heavenly Dao...

She was thinking when she suddenly felt a weight on her hips.

Qingtian was quiet for a second, then his hair stood on end and he rolled to the side.

Pokjie raised his hands in surprise, "You are still quite strong..."

Qingtian was furious. Even though it wasn't her body, she still wanted to pierce him through...

She lowered her head and tried to stay rational. "Why doesn't Laurendel need it now? Because Emil used the magic seed to control her? Can the magic seed alone control a god general? I don't believe it."

Pokjie frowned slightly, "Are you interested in this?"

Qingtian turned her head away deliberately, her tone filled with jealousy and coquettishness, "Of course, does that mean Emil will always be with her in the future? Don't you have any other means of control?"

Pokjie's face turned slightly cold, and he sneered, "Are you still jealous of him at this time?"

After a few seconds, just when Qingtian thought that Pokjie would not say anything else, he continued:

"The demon seed belongs to Emil, and he has the best control effect, but as long as they know the spell, others can also achieve their goal through constant hints."

"Also, Lorendel has gray blood in her body. I need to clean up her gray matter regularly. Otherwise, not only will her cultivation level decline, but her body will also gradually lose its spirituality and turn her into a fragile ordinary person."

"With these two guarantees, no matter how capable she is, she will be afraid to act against us and become a pawn in the game."

My mood is surging on a sunny day.

If she hadn't swallowed Emile's soul by chance, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Is there no antidote for the grey blood? You didn't use it on me, did you? Why do I feel like my body and spirit are also draining away..."

Seeing that she was suspicious and had many questions, Pokjie smiled and beckoned at her, "Come here and let me kiss you, and I'll tell you."

"..."