After being scummed by four men

On December 2017, 12, Panxing Sect headquarters.

"The time has come, fellow citizens," Xia Youjie announced with a smile on the high platform, "End the era of monkeys and build a paradise for magicians."

The curse masters reacted calmly, obviously expecting it.

The teenagers Xia Youjie gathered who turned into magicians from ordinary people looked at him in confusion, especially when he said, "The first step is to occupy the key points of the high school of magic and the world of magic." time", they were even more confused.

Do we still need "Master God"?Xia Youjie was thoughtful.

This semester is about to end, and Yigu Youtai, who will be promoted next year, is walking in the college with his three classmates, Zenyuan Maki, Gou Juanji, and Panda. Talk about what he feels is wrong with Xia Youjie.

At this time, the enchantment of the high school of conjuration was triggered by an unregistered spell.

Ye Mo Zhengdao immediately left with a serious face to summon all the quasi-level and above spells in the high school, while Gojo Satoru kept having bad premonitions in his heart.

The sound of fluttering huge wings reached Gojo Wu's ears, and a pelican curse spirit descended from the sky, just in front of Yi Gu Youta and the others...

Ichino Toru was paid by Xia Youjie to do the task, Xia Youjie no longer trusted him and began to marginalize him.

Xia Youjie took the curse masters to the high school to declare war, and the plan officially started, but Toru Shino had an ominous premonition, forcing him to disobey Xia Youjie's order, and went to the Panxing School without completing the task. rush to.

When Toru Ichino arrived, there was a roar of praise in Panxingjiao:

"Lord God!"

"Lord God!"

"Lord God!"

Ichino Toru's companions, those boys and girls shouted frantically, the kind of chasing that blurred the self made Ichino Toru feel a kind of discomfort.

On the high platform, Xia Youjie was smiling and watching the shouts of the boys and girls. He was satisfied with his mobilization, but he felt that it was still a bit short, and the title "Master God" still lacked the flavor of magic.

Xia Youjie was about to say something when Nanako Mimiko behind him suddenly reminded him:

"Brother Xia You, that Toru Ichino has returned without permission."

The smile on Xia Youjie's face suddenly subsided, he turned his head sharply, and looked coldly at Toru Ichino who was sneaking around and trying to hide himself in the sea of ​​people.

Xia Youjie hated being out of control, but he had nothing to do with Ichino Toru, so he hated him even more.

Xia Youjie snorted and said lightly, "Since you're here, you two go over and let him participate in the ceremony."

Glancing indifferently at Toru Ichino who was restrained by Mimiko Nanako, Xia Youjie smiled again.

He clapped his hands, and the enthusiastic voices of the boys and girls immediately fell silent. Everyone looked at him with admiration, ready to listen to his instruction.

Toru Ichino couldn't break free from the restraint of Nanako Mimiko's spells. Unlike these natural magicians, he and his companions were all magicians who were given the power to become magicians by Master Makoto Kazawa the day after tomorrow, so they didn't have any spells, because Style represents an innate talent.

Inexplicably, Ichino didn't want to stay here, but he couldn't get rid of the control of these two people. In this anxiety, Ichino heard Xia Youjie's lecture:

"The magic power comes from negative emotions, and negative emotions come from human evil. Do you know what this means?"

The boys and girls stared at Xia Youjie with bated breath and listened to his narration.

"This means," Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows, "the god who bestowed your spell power has mastered the evil of all human beings, so he can grant you spell power as he pleases."

The boys and girls showed expressions of shock and fear, followed by fanaticism and worship.

Xia Youjie nodded in satisfaction:

"So do you know what to call your god?"

"Please enlighten me, Lord Xia You!" The boys and girls knelt down and looked at Xia Youjie enthusiastically, while Toru Hino was reluctantly held down by Nanako Mimiko, with his head drooping.

Xia Youjie raised his lips, looked down at them, and then smiled and spread his arms:

"Crown the evil, surround the gods who do evil with authority and ascend to his throne, praise the source of our strength, the master of evil - the "Lord of Evil"! "

"Lord of Evil!" The teenagers who got their names became even more fanatical. In the eyes of Toru Ichino, their facial features were distorted and blurred due to the overly hot and fierce washing, and finally there was only a monotonously shouting picture. Mouth.

"Lord of Evil!"

"Lord of Evil!"

"Lord of Evil!"

Toru Hino's face was pale and pale, and he felt like vomiting. Seeing this, Nanako and Mimiko quickly let go of their hands in disgust. Seeing that Brother Xia You had finished the mobilization ceremony, they left him alone and hurried away.

He Zecheng couldn't help screaming from the sharper pain than ever before, and the spell power suppressed by the spell all over his body exploded like boiling.

He Zecheng smelled a curse in a trance, and then felt his eyes were sore and swollen, almost popping out of his sockets.

He Zecheng felt that his eyes had become strange inexplicably, so strange that he almost felt that his eyes seemed to have his own consciousness.

He Zecheng curled up as hard as he could, shivering on the small couch, enduring the long pain, at the same time——

Fu Heisher was almost driven crazy by the endless crimson.

There is no sound, and nothing else can be seen. The whole world seems to be only his consciousness and endless crimson.

Suddenly, this monotonous world changed.

The blue lake water began to accumulate under his consciousness, facing his direction, a pair of huge jade hands suddenly stretched out in the air, the hands were full of scars, and even some wounds were still dripping down with blood lines.

Fu Heisher looked at this scene in amazement, and then saw a dazzling black condense and expand in those hands, and finally turned into a round of black sun.

Immediately afterwards, those hands began to hold the black sun up, until the sun rose into the sky, and then the hands came down, standing in mid-air in a half-closed posture.

In front of that hand, a tall black and red throne gradually condensed, and below it were thorns with small crimson flowers blooming like steps.

Fu Heisher looked at all this with some unresponsiveness, but suddenly felt that he sank, and fell into the blue lake below with a "plop".

Yes, there was a "plop".

Fuheshier suddenly had a body.

A bone-piercing chill made Fuheshier react, he quickly stood up from the lake, and looked around with interest:

"Birth field?"

Whose domain is this?It can actually hold him who is about to die, or he who has already died.

Fu Heisher walked towards the throne, but the whole area was quiet along the way, only the rush of the lake water when he walked.

"I'm not welcome without a master." Fu Heisher curled his lips, and the scar on his lips made his chuckle look extra wild.

Fu Heisher stepped up the steps, not caring about the spikes on the thorny steps, and let his own blood flow down, soaking the small crimson flowers, making them look even more coquettish and bloody.

With a relaxed smile on his face, he sat down on the throne calmly, raised his head, and began to meditate.

I don't know how long it took, a conversation interrupted his thinking, and other voices suddenly appeared in the field, which made Fu Heisher very interested.

"Aren't Mr. Xia You coming in?" A clear and soft male voice said coldly very close to him.

After Xia Youjie finished the mobilization ceremony, he was busy and didn't go to see He Zecheng.

To be precise, Xia Youjie himself has been making excuses for himself, delaying the time to meet He Zecheng.

This dragged on until three days later, on December 2017, 12, the day when the "Hundred Ghosts Night Walk" was held.

As the sun gradually set, the sky and the earth fell into a soft twilight, and it was time to hold the "Hundred Ghosts Night Walk".

Before leaving, Xia Youjie came to the door of He Zecheng's closed office, stood silently at the door, and did not go in.

When we are done and the dust settles, there will be no objections if he is not sure.Xia Youjie always comforted himself so confidently.

But when things came to an end, he found himself craving a farewell.

While he was hesitating, he suddenly heard He Zecheng in the room asking him softly:

"Aren't Mr. Xia You coming in?"

Instead, Xia Youjie didn't move, and his feet were fixed in place as if they had taken root.

"Are you afraid that I will blame you and use me?" Xia Youjie heard a chuckle from He Zecheng in the room, but there was a heavy sadness in that laugh, which made Xia Youjie extremely depressed for a moment.

"Mr. Xia You, come in, let me see you." He Zecheng persuaded softly, his hand was weakly pressed against the door, as if he was feeling Xia Youjie's position.

Xia Youjie made up his mind not to go in, he felt that if he went in, his heart would soften for him.

"Cheng, I'm here to say goodbye." Xia Youjie said in a deep voice, "Cheng, you stay here for as short as three days or as long as seven days. I will definitely come to pick you up."

After finishing speaking, Xia Youjie turned around and left, ignoring He Zecheng's plea behind him.

"No, don't go! Please!" He Zecheng rushed to the door in despair, ignoring the hissing sound of his body being burned by the spell, crying and begging, "Come in and see me, please!"

—Because I'm going to die.

Xia Youjie felt his heart was firmly pinched by a hand, and following He Zecheng's cries, he felt that he was about to die.

But he left without looking back.

Afterwards, every night in the middle of the night, he dreamed that this was a situation that he could not escape or solve, and he was willing to indulge in it and cut himself into pieces.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Fu Heisher guessed their identities, one was Xia Youjie, the mantra practitioner, and the other was his classmate He Zecheng.

Hearing Xia Youjie's cruelty and He Zecheng's misery, he was not moved at all, instead he smacked his lips irritably:

"boring."

he commented.

However, at this time, the crimson sky suddenly began to drizzle continuously.

The sound of the rain was rustling, and the rain curtain gradually opened, and it became bigger and bigger.

Some raindrops landed on Fu Heisher's face, which miraculously made him feel a tingling pain.

It was like a needle had pierced his heart.

As soon as Fu Heisher rolled his eyes, he stretched out his hand to catch the rain, and the continuous raindrops fell on his strong arm. Immediately afterwards, Fu Heisher felt as if countless steel needles were piercing his heart. .

Fu Heisher withdrew his hand, leaned back on the throne again, raised his head, lowered his eyes and slowly raised his lips.

He knew whose domain it was.

Ichino Toru was excluded from the operation because he was not trusted, which gave him a chance to secretly come to He Zecheng.

When he arrived, He Zecheng was crying.

Ichino Toru had never heard He Zecheng cry so badly, and the heartbreak and despair contained in it made the listeners couldn't help being sad along with him.

"Kasawa-sama!" Ichino Toru was at a loss.

"Toru?" He Zecheng heard Ichino Toru's voice, he forced himself to cheer up, and said to him, "Toru, call that number now and ask him to bring you the magic tool, hurry up!"

"Ah? Yes, Lord Kazawa!" Toru Ichino hurriedly dialed the number that had already been stored in his mobile phone...

On the streets of Tokyo, Gojo Satoru, who was leading the magicians to stand ready, received a call.

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The author has something to say:

The current parents: Just cry, cry, you

Future parents: I remember you were the one who made him sad, can he die?

感谢在2021-12-2921:58:58~2021-12-01:6:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of cherry color;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!