Cataclysm King.

Chapter 557 Gray Mist Tavern

"Why is it so soft? It wasn't like this last time."

"Last time?"

"Ah, Sister Chujiu, please don't look at me with such strange eyes. Last time, when Governor Cao Yu came to encircle and suppress the City of Innocence, Ji Xun was also injured, and I helped to deal with it. Physical skills path The card master's energy and blood are very strong. So in a healthy state, she and he should not be like this."

"oh."

"Furthermore, it stands to reason that the divine contamination of Silver Moon on Ji Xun's body would stimulate pleasure and lust, but now that the injury is almost healed, his body is in this state. It is not a good sign. It should have been used in the battle a few days ago. [Dark Devil] gloves, aggravating the pollution again.”

"Xonan, are you talking about the witch's distortion? But didn't you say it was suppressed before?"

"Yes. He should have used the secret method of the abyss succubus clan to suppress it before. There are relevant records in the inheritance of our Nan family, but I have not learned it. Wait, I will look through the books."

"Sister Chujiu, I found it. Well, it is recorded in the classics, first like this, then the spell power circulates along this energy channel, and then extracorporeal circulation. Hey, it works. But...but"

"What's wrong?"

"Ah, this. It is said at the back of the book that this succubus secret method requires the cooperation of others."

"Need to cooperate?"

"Yeah. How about, Sister Chujiu, come and try?"

"???"

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Ji Xun felt drowsy.

And inexplicably feel at ease.

I haven't had such a peaceful long sleep in a long, long time.

It is an extremely relaxed state where you know you are in a safe situation, so you relax all vigilance.

The soul seems to be floating in the sky, the body is wrapped in the clouds, and the whole world has a soft and continuous touch.

I pinched it, and it felt like silk.

I don’t know how long it took, but my light consciousness seemed to have returned to my true body.

Only then did Ji Xun's soul connect to the body's perception.

It was at this moment that I felt a stabbing pain in my chest.

oh.

I remembered that it was the wound left by the sneak attack by Queen Naolan before.

There is divinity left in the wound, and the erosion of high-level laws cannot be easily dealt with.

But the pain also made Ji Xun suddenly distinguish between dreams and reality.

Consciousness gradually awakens.

He woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the canvas roof of a military green tent.

Ji Xun's mind flashed with scenes from a drinking episode, and then he remembered that he had fainted at that time.

Did Xiao Nan handle it for him?

Well, it feels very familiar, just like last time.

After a while, his pupils focused.

A gentle concern came to my ears: "Hey, Ji Xun, are you awake?"

Ji Xun watched as the images in front of him merged together, forming that familiar and cute smiling face with a round head.

Nan Jing blinked his big, clear eyes, and for some reason his round cheeks were slightly rosy.

She looked at Ji Xun with a dull look, and the strange color in her eyes quickly faded, and she said to herself: "Is there something that I didn't do well?"

Ji Xun heard it, and it took him two breaths to slowly understand what he heard.

The injury was serious, and Silver Moon's divine power had a great impact on his mental strength.

Nan Jing's hands wrapped around the hotel, and gently touched the temple on the side of his forehead. Only then did Ji Xun feel a refreshing and cool energy soothing his muddy thoughts.

Sure enough, it was only with a good nanny that I could sleep peacefully for so long.

Ji Xun was completely awake.

His body felt rusty after lying there for too long, and he wanted to sit up.

Miss Meathead beside the bed quickly helped to support him, and she did not forget to mutter: "You were seriously injured before, you can lie down for a while."

"It's okay."

Ji Xun himself was proficient in medical skills, and as soon as the spell started to work, he knew that his body had almost recovered.

Many wounds were carefully treated, and it looked like they were shot by Nanjing.

As soon as Ji Xun sat up, he noticed that his body was slightly cool. When he lowered his head, he saw that he was not wearing any clothes.

Only the severely injured area on the chest was still wrapped in gauze.

Well, I glanced at it, and it looked majestic.

Ji Xun didn't think anything was wrong at all.

Nan Jing didn’t seem to see it either.

This scene is so similar to the time in Innocence City,

At that time, the two were far from being so familiar, and Miss Ball Head was still a shy little girl. The scene of her shyly blushing is still fresh in Ji Xun's memory.

However, when the scene reappeared, the two of them no longer had the initial restraint due to unfamiliarity.

Nan Jing helped Ji Xun sit up without hesitation, and even helped him adjust the pillow on his back so that he could sit more comfortably. At the same time, he asked, "How do you feel? I'll help you take care of the injury on your chest." But the divinity cannot be completely cleaned up, and I don’t know if there are any hidden dangers.”

"It's good enough."

Ji Xun looked at Miss Meathead in front of him and said with a smile, "Sorry to trouble you, Xiaonan."

Nan Jing's pear dimple sunk slightly, revealing a pair of cute little tiger teeth, "There's no such thing as 'trouble'"

Ji Xun asked again: "Have I been unconscious for a long time?"

Nan Jing said: "Yeah. You have been in a coma for five days."

"Five days?"

Ji Xun frowned and tried to recall what had happened in the past few days, but he seemed to remember nothing.

Turning around, Nan Jing was standing by the window, with his hands behind his back, his lips pursed with a snickering but suppressed expression on his face.

Ji Xun didn't know what was going on. He took a look and saw that there was no one else in the tent and asked, "Where is the ninth day of the lunar month?"

"Ah, you were still here just now."

Nan Jing pretended not to know, and when he spoke, he couldn't hide a sly chuckle on his expression, "It seems that he went outside the tent."

The two of them were already familiar with each other, so why didn't Ji Xun see the "Ask me, what happened" little expectation on her expression?

He also asked casually: "Oh. Did something special happen just now?"

Nan Jing finally couldn't help snickering, and asked knowingly: "Ah, you don't remember?"

Ji Xun cast a blank expression.

Nan Jingmei's eyes turned sharply, her long eyelashes blinked and she said, "Just now, Sister Chujiu helped you circulate the energy flow of the 'Succubus Secret Technique', and then you started to do something about it. Sister Chujiu was probably too embarrassed to stay here. , and went out.”

The Miss Meathead told vividly what had just happened.

It didn't happen to me, so of course I had the pleasure of taking advantage of it.

After saying that, she didn't forget to add: "Ah, Sister Chujiu didn't mind at first. Who knew you would wake up suddenly."

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Ji Xun looked at Wan Zitou's gloating expression, listened and guessed, and already understood what happened.

A person's willpower is at its weakest when injured, and the divinity of Silver Moon has a huge negative impact on the spirit.

So much so that after being injured five days ago, he must have been contaminated by the witch. Then, while Nanjing was treating the injury, he wanted to help himself restrain himself.

Originally, Miss Ballhead should have done it herself, because the priest was the most professional doctor. But the succubus secret method made the girl a little embarrassed after all. If she was the only one, she wouldn't care so much about Ji Xun's treatment.

But there happened to be a girl named Chujiu who grew up playing in the tent.

Then this little girl got into trouble.

When Chujiu heard that he needed help with treatment, he helped without saying anything.

Ji Xun could even think of the scene of Chu Jiu starting to work without any expression on his face.

Then there was the follow-up.

It's probably because the succubus's secret method of operating the body has a direct reaction, and it's very messy.

Ji Xun's actions were unconscious and instinctive, not intentional; Chujiu's desolate temperament definitely didn't take him seriously.

However, when I woke up, I still had some taboos after all.

Ji Xun figured it out and laughed at himself.

I didn't feel any embarrassment in my heart, and the three of them didn't feel it to each other.

I just find it interesting.

As if he thought of something, Nan Jing did not forget to finish the attack and said: "Hahaha, since I was a child, I have never seen Sister Chujiu blush."

"hehe."

Ji Xun glanced helplessly at the cheerful Miss Meathead, and felt inexplicably happy.

Probably because the succubus's secret technique was still causing the blood to surge, he took another look.

Miss Ball Head is now the high priest, and her dress also follows the strict standards of the high priests.

She used to like to wear all kinds of dark gothic skirts, and her clothing style was playful, cute, youthful and beautiful;

The high priest wears the court priest robes inherited from the Talon Dynasty.

It is said to be a robe, but it is actually a high-grade magical fabric with gold patterns and black background. It is also a kind of court dress that is elegant, majestic and solemn.

The aesthetics of the Tarun dynasty were unique.

Palace attire is the pinnacle of aesthetics Ji Xun has seen.

This kind of high priest's robe is not only unconventional, but also very sexy.

The fabric is full of drape, as smooth as satin, with a texture like black pearls, and shows off the golden thorn flower that is the unique divine pattern of the high priest lineage.

The neckline is deep V, and the slits on both sides of the skirt are very high, reaching as high as the hip bones, but they are covered by hazy hanging veils, and the slender legs are vaguely visible.

This kind of skirt takes into account the mystery and solemnity of the high priest's profession and confidently shows the beauty of the body.

(PS. The style is probably like this)

Nanjing's figure was not as tall as Chujiu's, but she was more curvy, especially her breasts, which were unusually and proudly developed.

The priest's skirt was bulging as she wore it, making it visibly plump to the naked eye.

Originally, this kind of priest skirt was also paired with a shawl and cloak. At least there would be a shawl to cover up the sexiness outside. But since I was in a tent, I only wore the bottoms.

He is not an outsider, Nan Jing's posture is also very casual, and his beautiful figure is fully displayed.

Ji Xun took another look.

Nan Jing noticed it and asked instinctively: "Why are you staring at me?"

Probably guessing something belatedly, the girl with a round head quickly made up for herself: "What do you think? I cut the skirt myself."

As she spoke, she showed off her skirt generously.

Ji Xun tacitly understood it and did not hide his gaze, praising: "It looks good."

Nan Jing smiled and said, "Thank you."

Laughter is laughter, trouble is trouble.

Nan Jing seriously checked Ji Xun's physical and mental state, and reminded with a worried look: "Ji Xun, your witch distortion has backfired very badly this time. The [Black Devil] gloves can no longer be used, otherwise Maybe it really can’t be suppressed.”

"Um."

Ji Xun nodded. But he knew it wasn't that easy.

It stands to reason that his current strength will not last long enough to use this glove, but now he has gradually discovered that [Black Devil], a relic of the Great Emperor, has evil properties and can affect people unknowingly.

Just as he was thinking about it, the secret magic of the succubus running inside his body stopped, and all the desires in Ji Xun's eyes instantly faded away.

The south mirror by the window watched the whole scene. There was no shyness at this moment, only unconcealed worry: "You"

It was as if she wanted to say something but stopped.

She has been helping with treatment these days, and of course she is aware of Ji Xun's condition.

And after inheriting the knowledge of the great priest lineage left behind by her mother, she knew even more clearly that Ji Xun's deformation had reached a very dangerous level.

It can even be said that if you are not careful, Ji Xun's body will gradually turn into a witch due to distortion.

Unless Ji Xun wants to take the witch path that Griffith walked, he must restrain himself.

"Um."

Ji Xun knew what Nan Jing wanted to say.

My situation is indeed quite bad.

But a big problem with witch pollution is that it makes your subconscious mind accept this change and gradually become non-repellent.

Just like now, as soon as the witch's secret power recedes, it seems that no desire can be aroused anymore.

Ji Xun also frowned.

He was well aware that his distortion was greater than ever.

Thinking of this, he took out a gray and white photo.

This is the inheritance relic of the drama **** clan that I got from Reni before - [Grey Mist Relic].

Nan Jing knew what he was thinking, and didn't want to say anything, but because of worry, he couldn't help but remind him: "Although this relic can theoretically solve the witch's distortion, the stripping of consciousness has great uncertainty. It is very likely that it will It will cause irreparable consequences, and I’m not sure.”

"Yeah. I know."

Ji Xun responded.

He certainly knew the risks of consciousness stripping.

Emperor Lanlingster can peel it off safely, but it doesn't mean that others can.

The soul is like a castle made of sand on the beach. It is very difficult to tear down part of it without letting the castle collapse.

Ji Xun looked at the photo in his hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "I want to see what the great emperor left behind."

He had previously speculated that Emperor Lanlingster might have used this relic to reverse the witch's deformation.

If this conjecture is correct, Ji Xun has a vague feeling that the great emperor may have left something in this relic.

Reni has said before that he is the only person in the Opera God family who can use this [Gray Mist Aspect] in the past few hundred years.

Because he was about to die, he boldly experimented and tested many taboos on the use of this relic.

The fragments of consciousness of most of the crazy queens of the ancestors of the drama gods sealed in this photo are filled with violent negative energy, and can easily be contaminated by foreign consciousness.

It's like a puddle of ink. It's almost impossible to get in without getting some ink stains.

Reni told Ji Xun his experience in detail.

In general, in addition to bloodline, what is more important is that the soul must be strong enough and the mind must be firm.

Bloodline allows the consciousness of the ancestors of the God of Play clan to avoid harming you as much as possible.

And soul strength is the only hard requirement for going deep.

After Ji Xun practiced the mysterious method "My Heart is the Universe" left by Emperor Lanlingst in the Dead Realm, he had enough divine power to stabilize his soul, and his soul was already very stable.

At least several levels better than Lenny.

He has deduced it many times, and this has basically met the conditions for using the safe relic.

Now his deformation situation is good and bad, and there are big changes. Ji Xun also wants to go in and take a look.

Ji Xun looked at Nan Jing's worried expression and explained the situation of the "Gray Mist Relic" and some of Reni's experiences.

Nan Jing heard that he just wanted to take a look, and didn't say anything more. He just said: "Oh. Then I'll be here. If anything happens, I can still help you."

"Um."

Ji Xun nodded.

Having this high priest by your side is indeed the best protection.

There is no need to be so polite between partners.

After resting for a few days, I was a little confused when I first woke up, but my current condition is actually very good.

Ji Xun meditated to adjust his thoughts, and after a while, he slowly tried to test his mental power into the [Grey Mist Relic].

This ancient relic can strip away the consciousness of Emperor Lanlingst, which can be considered to be of the highest rank.

The moment he touched this relic, Ji Xun felt as if his soul had been pulled out of his body in an instant.

Looking at it in a blink of an eye, he found that he had appeared in a gray, foggy world.

Ji Xun wasn't too surprised because he heard Reni say it before.

Instead, he carefully recalled the familiar feeling just now, and exclaimed in his heart: "It's so magical. Is this the feeling of the soul leaving the body after death?"

He had been on the verge of death many times, so he was no stranger to the feeling that his soul was about to leave.

But never before has it been as clear as before.

It was so clear that it was as if Ji Xun felt that his body was dead, his body could not contain his soul, and he drifted to the legendary underworld.

After all, the "fog" in this mysterious space is exactly the same as what I saw in the passage of the underworld before.

Reni has never been to the underworld, so he cannot accurately describe the feeling.

However, Ji Xun thought about it for a moment and figured it out in an instant: "Hey, that's interesting. Is it because of the mist in the underworld that consciousness can be preserved for a long time?"

Just coming in gave him a big cognitive refresh.

He was very curious about what kind of strong person it would take to refine such a relic that seemed to "compress the world."

Before he could think about it, a gust of wind blew over that made Ji Xun's soul tremble. As a chill ran down his back, a ferocious wolf-headed monster swooped out from the mist.

Ji Xun stared at it, his divine power instantly unfolded, and the "wolf-headed monster" instantly collapsed.

That's the risk Rainey said.

It was not a monster, but a fragment of consciousness.

There is a very classic proverb circulating in this world. If a person breaks away from his body, his soul will become a strange monster.

[Gray Mist Relic] There are a large number of such conscious monsters in this relic.

They will instinctively pounce on any strange soul that intrudes into their territory.

Although they were very powerful when they were alive, countless years have passed and their consciousness has long since faded away.

Just like the wolf-headed monster just now, it poses no threat to Ji Xun who is now in his prime.

Broken, but not dead.

Miraculously, Ji Xun was able to "see" countless scenes in the wind where the monster dispersed, as if watching a fragmented movie.

That is the memory of a puppet master during his lifetime.

His name is "Danny", a genius from the drama-god family. He likes to study living monster puppets and living organ transplants, and eventually goes crazy.

All Ji Xun saw were fragments, but after looking at more fragments, he pieced together a roughly complete story.

In those consciousnesses, there is still a lot of knowledge about Danny during his lifetime.

As long as you "look" carefully, you can see it.

This is inheritance.

Even though Reni told this situation in advance, Ji Xun couldn't help but marvel at it.

Those ancient nobles have really endless backgrounds.

Ji Xun didn't look at the fragments much.

One is that he has little interest in puppetry, and the other is that time here is very precious.

Every time you stay in this mysterious space for a while, your soul will be worn away. The longer you stay, the more dangerous it becomes, or even stay here completely.

This is a warning passed down from generation to generation in the drama family.

Ji Xun was reminded by Reni, and as soon as his thoughts flashed, a pocket watch appeared in his hand.

As soon as I thought again, the second hand on the pocket watch started clicking.

But in fact, this is the number that Ji Xun keeps silently counting in his heart to measure time.

Multitasking is the basic ability of a puppet master.

Only by knowing how long you have been here can you better assess the risks.

Reni said that the ancestral precepts of the drama gods warned that it would be safe to stay here for at least an hour.

But the premise is that your counting must be accurate enough.

You also need to be able to identify the direction correctly.

Ji Xun looked at the time on his pocket watch and strode into the fog without hesitation.

No one knows how many monsters like the ones from before are in this space.

But one thing is clear, they have their own territory.

After encountering one, a large area nearby is safe.

Ji Xun walked along like this, encountering several monsters along the way, but they were all easily dismissed.

According to Rennie, the world is a bit like a sphere. The deeper you go, the stronger the monsters become.

He is also only on the periphery.

Because that's enough for him.

There is a lot of puppet knowledge in the fragments of consciousness of those monsters.

Ji Xun was somewhat interested, but the knowledge was too fragmentary, so he didn't waste time collecting it.

But keep going deeper.

Reni described in detail his experience of visiting countless times, and Ji Xun quickly determined his location.

Then follow the information and the journey will be smooth.

Ji Xun's soul is much stronger than Reni's.

After scattering several menacing monsters, the distance has exceeded the maximum distance that Reni came in to explore.

Originally, Ji Xun didn't plan to explore the world of relics in one go.

I plan to do it a few more times and get familiar with it, and then go deeper step by step.

However, the amazing thing is that after walking for a while, he was surprised to find that the fog in front of him dissipated, and he didn't know when he had walked into a city shrouded in fog!

"Black Rose Tavern?"

Ji Xun looked at the sign in front of him and the orange gas street lamp that looked like a ghost light, and immediately realized that he seemed to have arrived in some troublesome monster territory.

No!

The tavern was bustling with people, and there was a group of strange drinkers.

Ji Xun felt that this might be a monster lair.

However, when he saw this inexplicable tavern, instead of showing any fear, he had a keen interest in his eyes.

"Tsk, tsk. Interesting."

Ji Xun glanced at his pocket watch and muttered to himself.

Making a decision in a split second, he tapped his cane on the ground and without hesitation stepped into the door of the tavern in front of him that looked like something out of a fairy tale.

(End of chapter)