The troubles of the little cursed god

The young man looked a little surprised, but when he thought that the red light of the item in his hand was the white light protecting the god of death, he understood the change just now.

"Since when has Lord Reaper been so free to meddle in his own business?" The young man's eyebrows were raised, and his evil smile made people feel awkward.

The requirement of the curse organization is to try not to have a direct conflict with the God of Death. After all, if the God of Death Realm really joins the battle, it will be a headache. If the world is pulled back to a neutral position, their chances of winning will be greater.

However, looking at the Reaper who was silent and his aura was getting stronger and stronger, the young fallen angel frowned, it seemed that the other party had no intention of being kind.

So he took the lead in transporting a ball of fire and threw it at the god of death.At first, the fireball was as small as a fist, but when it left the young man's palm, it exploded suddenly and grew more than ten times larger. The outer layer was covered with a layer of bright red light, and the closer it got to the target, the more dazzling it was.

He used his own trick as soon as he came up. It seems that the young man is very afraid of death and intends to make a quick decision.

Shen Xiuyan was on guard against the young man's attack from the very beginning, at this moment he stretched out his right hand unhurriedly, and with a thought, a death scythe, which was black to shiny, appeared in his hand. The surface of the knife was as black as ink, and the blade was extremely sharp. , the weird but solemn carvings on the handle all show that this sickle is not something ordinary gods can possess.

With a wave of his hand, he cut off the fireball that was coming straight to him, and the two halves of the fireball rushed to the two sides respectively. Even though he had lost most of his strength, he still burned up the place where he hit.

Shen Xiuyan did not underestimate the enemy, picked up the sickle and jumped up, the air seemed to be cut apart wherever the sickle passed.Raising the battle site to mid-air to avoid accidentally injuring Lin Zhiyuan who was hiding behind the tree, Shen Xiuyan swung the scythe and poured power into the blade. With one swing and one slash, a black air blade followed fallen angel youth.

The young man frowned after turning out his weapon to withstand the blow. After seeing the cut cut on his weapon, a trace of distress flashed in the young man's eyes.The bright red demon horns on his forehead kept flashing circles of red light, filling the young man's body with energy from top to bottom.Another fireball was quickly transported out. This time the fireball did not suddenly grow bigger after it escaped from the young man's hand, but the number became ten. The high-speed rotating red light on the ball surface showed that the power of this fireball did not decrease because it became smaller.

Large targets are easy to intercept. These ten fireballs attacking in an enveloping manner are extremely fast and the targets are small. It is impossible for ordinary gods to kill all ten fireballs at once.But Shen Xiuyan reacted very quickly, and he attacked the fireball as soon as it left the young man's palm. At this time, the fireball had just turned into ten, and they were very close to each other. After one cut, Shen Xiuyan's next blow would be to cut off the young man's head.

The young man was surprised, but he also immediately understood that the level of the god of death must be higher than the high level, and he could not gain the upper hand against him head-on, so he didn't want to fight, and quickly jumped out of the attack range of the god of death.

At present, the God of Death who is above the high ranks, apart from those old men with high positions and weights in the God of Death Realm, is the only one who broke out from the Chaos Realm, so it must be the one in front of him, right?The young man looked at the Grim Reaper who was chasing him in the distance, and then jumped back a certain distance.I heard that the self-living and death god is in the training period, and it should be the best time to solve it now.

However, the young man curled his lips, he didn't want to interfere in such a laborious matter, he just came out to do a task, why did he find trouble for himself.

So the young man returned to an impatient look, and lazily said to the god of death, "I will not interfere with what you want to do, but there are orders from above, and I still have to come here after three days." The implication is that He doesn't care what happens now, what to do quickly.

Shen Xiuyan heard the words and did not chase after him. His current strength has not recovered, and it will be disadvantageous to him after a long time.

After the young man disappeared, Lin Zhiyuan and Ning Luo also flew up from the woods.

"Are you okay?" Lin Zhiyuan was a little worried. They didn't dare to show their faces during the fight just now, because they were afraid that they would be a drag on Death if they were discovered.

"It's okay." Reaper said with a thought, put away the sickle in his hand, and his whole body became less aggressive.

"Lord Reaper is really powerful!" Ning Luo's eyes shone with admiration. He was able to defeat a high-level cursed god. The power of this Reaper is not ordinary!Ning Luo's entanglement last night suddenly came to fruition. "I'm relieved to hand Xiaoyuan over to you now!"

"..." Lin Zhiyuan gave Ning Luo a blow. "What are you talking about! People will misunderstand you!" Lin Zhiyuan muttered, "This kind of joke can't be played casually!"

"Okay." Ning Luo rubbed his head, forgetting that Lin Zhiyuan still doesn't know anything. "What's so good about that doctor? You can see it but you can't touch it."

"Of course Dr. Shen is very good!" Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but defend Dr. Shen, "He is very serious and responsible, very patient with patients, very rigorous in his work, and has a good personality, and he doesn't like flirting. What's wrong? !"

"Okay, okay," Ning Luo hurriedly comforted the cutie with fried hair, "Your Doctor Shen is the best!" But he still stands dead!

"It's more or less the same." Lin Zhiyuan hummed twice, forgiving him.

Suddenly a chuckle came from the god of death, and Lin Zhiyuan looked at the god of death with a little surprise, who seemed to be exuding the warmth of spring.

... Did he read it wrong?Lin Zhiyuan rubbed his eyes, feeling that he was hallucinating.

Ning Luo: "..." What the hell, the person you like compliments others and still laughs so happily?I don't understand. I don't understand.

At this moment, a little will-o'-the-wisp floated up tremblingly from the woods.

"You, hello..." Little Will-o'-the-wisp turned into a little boy, and after sneaking a frightened glance at the god of death, he quickly looked away.With that appearance, it seemed that he would be scared out of his wits at any moment.

"Hello," Lin Zhiyuan patted the little boy's head, "It's okay, Lord Reaper won't just get rid of you." After speaking, Lin Zhiyuan looked at Reaper, his original intention was to say that the child's body He has stored grievances and energy that are inconsistent with him, and this child has done nothing wrong, so it should be possible to help him get rid of his grievances and send him to the world of rebirth.But this self-assertion to stop the work of the god of death, I don't know if the god of death will be angry.

The god of death seemed to know what Lin Zhiyuan was thinking, and nodded slightly, expressing his agreement with Lin Zhiyuan's statement.

Seeing this, the little boy finally stopped shaking, and pulled Lin Zhiyuan's sleeve to signal him to go downstairs with him.The higher he floats in the air, the more power he consumes. The power in the little boy's body is probably not entirely his own, and it doesn't work very smoothly. Otherwise, he wouldn't always show people like a little will-o'-the-wisp.

The four returned to the woods together, and the little boy began to talk about recent events.

"I saw the man with the red wings on his back before, and I heard him complain a few words." The little boy carefully recalled what happened a few days ago, "He should have come to find me, and the purpose seems to be to save the blood in my body. energy." As he spoke, the little boy released a little power in his body, "You should all be able to see that this power is not entirely my own."

Lin Zhiyuan nodded, "And then?"

"Actually, I don't know where this power comes from." The little boy shook his head, "I have been in a state of will-o'-the-wisps since I was conscious, but after a few years of growing up, I discovered that there is an energy in my body that can be used... "

"Wait, have you been growing up these past few years?" Lin Zhiyuan was very surprised. It is said that after death, the soul and body will not change again. It's always been that way.

"Yes," the little boy looked strange, "Is there any problem?"

Yes, there are still big problems.But now he may not be able to tell clearly, "Forget it, you continue." Lin Zhiyuan said helplessly.

"Oh, later on I slowly learned to use a little bit of that power, and even used it to relieve my mother's pain!" The little boy's shy smile seemed to be waiting for praise, but Lin Zhiyuan and the others were even more shocked.

The amount of information is a bit too large to work temporarily!Lin Zhiyuan hesitated and said, "Does your mother live in that little house behind the woods?"

"Ah, you've already seen her!" The little boy nodded, "Yes, mom is happy every day now. I recalled her happiest memory! But..." The little boy bit his teeth Lower lip, "Probably because my ability is too unstable. Every once in a while, her most painful memory will be revealed. In those few days, my mother will become so scary! There is blood everywhere in the room!"

"..." Lin Zhiyuan didn't know what to say anymore.

"But it will be fine after a few days, and my mother has become a gentle mother again." The little boy blinked his eyes with an innocent look.

"So you cast the curse on your mother?" Ning Luo asked.

"Curse?" The little boy was very surprised. "What curse? Why is there a curse on my mother?"

Ning Luo: "..." This matter is so complicated.But if we don't solve the mystery of this matter, we can't help the little boy resolve his grievances, so he can't be sent to the world of life. On the other hand, if we can't find the source of her mother's curse, I can't reverse the curse on her body.

"Then when does your mother usually become very scary?" Shen Xiuyan asked.

"It should be these two days," the little boy was a little afraid of talking to the god of death, and his teeth almost started to fight. "I can show you."

"En." Shen Xiuyan nodded.There should be some clues from the woman's most painful memory.

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