After being scummed by four men

"Come back, I know you have a way to return to your own body." Ron Suo said lightly, caressing He Zecheng's face, forcing him to turn his face to look at him.

He Zecheng bit his lip, his eyes fell on the face that was exactly the same as his own, and the slit on his forehead, and said coldly:

"Junko, no matter what idea you're planning, I won't let you succeed."

He Zecheng, who was speaking harsh words, couldn't help gripping the mattress under his hands.

After experiencing so many things, He Zecheng is no longer a novice who knows nothing about the magic world.

Changing the soul to change the magic formula, the fear of Tianyuan, the ambition to seize one's own body...

What does Ronso want to do with Tianyuan's enchantment that can affect the entire country.

He Zecheng looked at Lisuo's half-smile expression, and the increasingly sinister eyes, his heart beat faster and faster, and he stared at the golden pupil exposed by Lisuo, getting more and more nervous.

"It's amazing, kid." With an unreal smile on his lips, he praised him softly, "You have your own ideas."

He Zecheng lowered his eyes tremblingly, and spoke indiscriminately, trying to interrupt the not-so-good momentum of Yan Suo:

"The magic spirit holding my eyes, the spell is the magic spirit that transforms the soul, it is yours."

Yan Suo looked at him with a half-smile, his eyes fell on the light shadow cast by his eyelashes, but he felt a little subtly proud in his heart, this brat is really getting smarter and smarter.

"You want to ask, is he the same as you?" Ron Suo stroked his chin with his fingers, and said indifferently, "If it weren't for you, my original goal would be his."

"But..." He Zecheng frowned, enduring the tactile sensation of the fingers slowly touching him, and tried hard to think.

Cursed bodies can't be lodged, can they?

But he soon thought of someone - Xia Youjie.

He Zecheng's face turned pale all of a sudden, and he knocked off the hand that was pinching his chin with a "snap", leaned back, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Rensuo in horror and hatred.

"You are always so smart." Yan Suo smiled nonchalantly, seeing his appearance, he understood that He Zecheng had figured out the joints.

"Miss 99 is yours?" He Zecheng didn't dare to believe it, and then he seemed to understand something, and murmured out of focus, "You want, you want to turn all the people in this world into curses?" Magician?"

"First of all, that stupid woman is not mine, but just a tool." Li Suo said casually, then took He Zecheng's trembling hand, and kissed it lightly on his lips.

He Zecheng couldn't break free, so he had to turn his head away to look at him, deceiving himself as if he couldn't feel anything.

Yan Suo was not angry either, he lowered his eyes, with a faint smile, and said lightly:

"However, for my purpose, you are partly right, but there is something wrong."

He Zecheng felt his hand being casually grasped and played by Lisuo, and he heard his calm tone, and said with a kind of solemnity that made people feel creepy:

"I want to ferry all human beings to the other shore, and free everyone from the suffering of the six realms of reincarnation."

"However, not everyone can bear the bestowal of blessings and endowments." Yan Suo's eyes became cold and indifferent, and his tone was light. "Among them, only human beings who have passed the test of gods and Buddhas are worthy to go to the new world."

For the first time in the past thousand years, Lisuo expressed his true wishes and ideals to others, and he harbored a faint expectation in his heart, looking forward to He Zecheng's approval.

However, he heard He Zecheng's smirk, which made Lisuo a little stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at the other's face, but saw the haggard expression on the other's face.

"God and Buddha?" He Zecheng smiled reluctantly and self-deprecatingly, "Junko, you should understand that I am the last person to believe this."

Ryosuke was silent.

He Zecheng really has no reason to have any belief in gods, because he was regarded as the son of the curse innocently since he was a child, and he has never been saved by any gods when he met his devilish self.

Lin Suo turned his head away, his lips moved:

"In short, you'd better get back to your body quickly, your current container won't be able to hold on anymore."

"Junko, what do you want to do?" He Zecheng looked at him indifferently, "If I don't return to my body, it will be a good thing for you, don't you just need it?"

"So what exactly are you trying to do?"

Li Suo pursed his lips tightly, and said in a low voice:

"I just want you to come alive..."

"That's enough Junko! Don't lie to me!" He Zecheng shouted suddenly, tears rolling down his cheeks, "How long are you going to lie to me!"

"Isn't it you who killed me with your own hands?"

"I don't want you to die, I just can't accept that you forget me." Yan Suo took a deep breath, looked down at He Zecheng's tears dripping on the bedding, fainted circles of water stains, For the first time, I felt my own clumsiness and powerlessness.

"Do you think I will believe it?" He Zecheng cried out, throwing the pillow on him hard, "Get out!"

Ren Suo let the pillow hit him and fell to the ground, moved to his side, grabbed his shoulders, not letting him back.

He Zecheng's collapsed body actually didn't have much strength, and the hand he was beating desperately on the chest of the cable was just a soft scratch.

Ling Suo grabbed his shoulders, hugged him into his arms, followed his back comfortingly, and said in a deep voice close to his ear:

"Come back, Cheng, come back for me."

"Go away!" He Zecheng cried out of breath, his voice hoarse.

"Cheng, I am... I really love you and care about you, why don't you believe it?" Yan Suo hugged him tightly in his arms, ignoring the other party's struggle, and lightly pecked and kissed his ear, with a soft voice in his voice. Suppressing imperceptible pain.

"Why don't you believe it?" He Zecheng leaned on his shoulder and smiled miserably, his voice contained a kind of heartbreaking desolation, "I don't even know your name, I don't even know your real face, Why should I believe it?"

"Was it a ghost that I loved? Or is it all just my imagination?"

The rope tightly hugged his arm:

"Sincere..."

"Get out, I don't want to see you now." He Zecheng closed his eyes, said in a hoarse voice, and ignored him.

He couldn't help but go out, but before leaving, he leaned over to his ear again and said in a low voice:

"Cheng, think about it again, I really need you... come back, for me."

He Zecheng didn't speak, but closed his eyes tightly, noticing that he stood in front of the bed and looked at him for a while, before walking out, a line of tears slid down his cheeks again.

"My lord." Kong Shiyu watched the blond young man with a bandaged eye walk out of the Japanese room, and quickly lowered his head deeply, and shouted respectfully.

Although he was very curious about whether the lord persuaded the successful super curse master to join their great cause, he dared not mention it at all, especially when the people in the room were under the lord's confinement.

Kong Shiyu lowered his head, feeling nervously that this man was getting closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of him. The cold sweat on his forehead was so frightened, but he heard this man say:

"You go to persuade him later."

There is a low complex emotion in the tone.

Kong Shiyu was stunned for a moment. His lord had never allowed them to meet before, but this time it seemed that his lord had made up his mind to let the curse master stand by their side.

Kong Shiyu was in a daze when he saw the blond-haired young man's eyes that suddenly became dangerous and menacing, and was so frightened that his soul almost went out of his body, and he hurriedly responded:

"Yes, the subordinates know! It must be done for the adults!"

Hearing the blond young man snorted, and then Shi Shiran's footsteps going away, Kong Shiyu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and sorted out his thoughts before walking to the door and listening carefully The movement inside.

He Zecheng cried silently for a while, and suddenly noticed someone at the door, quickly wiped away his tears, and watched the figure on the door vigilantly.

The people outside the door seemed to notice that he was awake, and politely asked for instructions:

"My lord, can I come in?"

It was the voice of a man in his thirties.

Although the man said so, he opened the door and came in as soon as he finished speaking, followed by two teenagers who lowered their heads tightly, carrying a black coffin and walking in, put it down and hurried out.

He Zecheng looked at this honest and cunning man with vigilance, and watched him slightly bent his back, walked gently to the coffin, and pushed open the sliding cover, revealing a blond young man exactly like him.

This is his body that was manipulated by Lingsuo just now, but now this body has no seams on his forehead.

He Zecheng immediately understood what he meant, turned his head away abruptly, and said coldly:

"Tell him, let him give up! Even if I die, I won't let him do it!"

Although it is inexplicable that Junko has exchanged his body back, if you want to stop Junko's cruel desire, you only need to do the opposite of Junko.

Kong Shiyu was not depressed either, he shrugged his shoulders indifferently, with a relaxed expression on his face:

"It's okay if you think so, it's just—"

Kong Shiyu prolonged his voice on purpose, trying to attract He Zecheng's attention, and test his reaction by the way.

However, He Zecheng was like a rock, unable to see any changes.

Kong Shiyu's eyes flashed, and he continued:

"It's just a pity, you will miss an opportunity to stop the adults with your own hands."

He Zecheng suddenly turned his head and stared at Kong Shiyu viciously:

"What did you say?"

Kong Shiyu was taken aback by He Zecheng's sudden action. He Zecheng's expression was really similar to that adult, so he also put away the contempt in his heart, and persuaded He Zecheng respectfully in a low voice. ...

At the Tokyo Conjuration Academy, Gojo Satoru was approached by a person he really, really, really hated.

Gojo Gojo put his face in his pockets with his hands in his pockets, looked up at Fu Heisher with his chin, and said annoyedly:

"What are you doing here?"

However, Fu Heisher's next words made him unable to calm down.

Seeing an unconcealable irritability and anxiety on Fu Heisher's face, Shen Sheng enlightened Wu Tiao:

"Cheng has an accident, Six Eyes, you'd better come and help."

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Let's gang fight together (laugh