Chapter 2253: Chapter 2253: Medicine Shocks the World (38)

"That’s right, you can’t leave."

A man’s voice comes with laughter, echoing from behind.

Demonic Beasts part the way, revealing a black sedan that flies slowly by itself, its hanging veil slightly lifted, vaguely showing a person inside.

The veil falls again, blocking the view.

Chuzheng glances at the sedan curtain and catches the sight of a red river flowing through the depths of the forest.

The River of Forgetfulness is still there.

The sedan lands firmly on the ground, and pale fingers lift the curtain, exposing the person inside.

The man wears a mask, hiding his true face, with only a pair of eyes visible, surrounded by black mist, looking gloomy.

Jing Po retreats, and Chuzheng holds him in her arms.

"He..."

"What are you afraid of? I’m here." Chuzheng presses his head against her shoulder: "Don’t be afraid." I’ll kill him in a bit!

The man bends at the waist to step out: "Demon Spirit Lord, it is our first meeting."

Chuzheng remains expressionless: "Who are you?"

The man slightly bows, graceful and polite: "I am the one who summoned you."

Chuzheng: "..."

It’s you, you damn thing!

Come to face your death!

"Was it you who brought me here?" Every night with that ghostly screaming, I haven’t had a good night’s sleep.

"It seems the Demon Spirit Lord has forgotten the task I entrusted to you." The man sighs: "And you keep obstructing me everywhere, which makes me very unhappy."

He hasn’t been able to contact her for a while, even though there are traces of her, but he never meets her.

This Demon Spirit suddenly not being under control surprised him.

But after all, Demon Spirit is not someone else.

Fortunately, she did well in the early stages...

It’s just that this meeting... she is completely different from before.

"..."

What task did he assign to the original identity?

Chuzheng doesn’t have this body’s memories, and completely doesn’t remember.

But as a big shot, she can’t panic.

Chuzheng: "Did you have the Demonic Beasts attack me?"

"The Demon Spirit Lord is not doing your tasks well, but comes to hinder me, I had no choice."

Chuzheng secretly clicks her tongue, this damn thing is capable.

"So, what did you call me here for?" Surely not just to come back for dinner?

"The Demon Spirit Lord should return." The man’s tone still carries a smile.

"You want me to go back just because you say so?" Who do you think you are! "Ever heard of ’easy to invite, hard to send away’?"

The man is silent for a moment: "The Demon Spirit Lord should not have come here..."

"You were the one who brought me here." Get the causal relationship clear, don’t pass the buck!

Man: "So now I’m sending you back." It’s no longer necessary for you to be here, keeping you might be troublesome.

Chuzheng glared at him coldly: "Just you?" Am I just as easy to bully as the Little White Rabbit?

Do you think you can come and go as you please?

What about my dignity?

"Demon Spirit Lord, since I had the ability to summon you, I naturally have the ability to send you back." The man speaks with confidence.

"Oh." Well aren’t you fantastic, applause for you.

Chuzheng pinches her wrist, preparing to capture this man first.

The man shows no sign of fighting, his eyes beneath the mask staring at the person beside Chuzheng, calling out gently, "Jing Po."

Chuzheng frowns slightly, lifting her eyes to meet the man’s gaze.

Obviously unable to see the man’s face, yet Chuzheng feels he is smiling.

Smiling very joyfully.

"Jing..." Chuzheng reaches out to draw her card.

Chuzheng’s hand misses its mark, as the youth suddenly brings out a knife, stabbing toward Chuzheng.

Chuzheng sidesteps to dodge, yet her hand still gets cut.

Jing Po holds the knife, his eyes vacant as he looks at her, like a puppet without a soul.

"Demon Spirit Lord, I did not expect you to meet Jing Po, it seems you two are getting along quite well."

Chuzheng allows the blood to seep from her hand, dripping to the ground.

The young girl gazes at the youth calmly, neither angry nor questioning.

Yet those eyes grow more intimidating.

The young girl slowly turns her head: "What did you do to him?"

The man gives a light ’ah’: "I saved him; without me, he would have died long ago."

"Saved?"

Turning a Good Person Card into this, is saving?

Man: "Of course, he had to pay a price, there’s no such thing as a free lunch. But undeniably, it’s me who kept him alive. Isn’t that right, Jing Po?"

The youth’s face is blank, his voice flat: "Yes."

Chuzheng: "..." You’re a big-headed ghost!

Chuzheng wishes she could beat the Good Person Card to death.

The man taps his fingers twice on his mask: "Jing Po, send the Demon Spirit Lord back."

"Yes."

Jing Po obeys the man’s command, holding the knife and advancing toward Chuzheng.

Chuzheng takes a deep breath, and slowly exhales.

The next second, her body vanishes from where she stood, leaving Jing Po without a target, frozen in place, his eyes vacant, staring blankly.

Chuzheng reappears unexpectedly beside him, her hand moves swiftly, and the youth’s body is already sagging down.

Chuzheng wraps her arms around the boy’s waist, holding him.

Her movements were too fast for the man to react immediately.

Seeing Jing Po knocked unconscious by Chuzheng, he hesitates slightly in his thoughts, regaining his calmness before speaking: "I thought the Demon Spirit Lord liked Jing Po a lot, you wouldn’t harm him."

"How much do you know about me?" Chuzheng’s face is cold.

"Well... indeed, since the Demon Spirit Lord is different from us." The man sighs: "How about this, the Demon Spirit Lord can take Jing Po back too, I believe he will be a well-behaved little pet. I harbor no hostility toward the Demon Spirit Lord, just want to send you home."

The man’s words become increasingly sincere toward the end.

"Did you not think of this day when you summoned me?"

Man: "..." When I summoned you, you listened obediently!

Who knew you’d go out wandering, run away, and become uncontrollable!

"Demon Spirit Lord, there is no need for us to..."

"Bam——"

The mask on the man’s face suddenly cracks, dropping half, revealing half of his face.

The man retreats several steps, raising a hand to touch his face, the sticky feeling on his fingers makes him look at Chuzheng in suspicion.

What just happened?

An uncontrollable Demon Spirit, attacking even the summoner?

Whoosh——

A sudden chill rises from the man’s back, his body instinctively reacts quicker than his mind.

Crash——

The black sedan explodes out of nowhere, fragments flying, something breaks through the air.

Silver light gathers in the man’s eyes, and he has no time to dodge, only raising an arm to cover.

Expecting that odd silver light to hit him, but he feels nothing, reopening his eyes to see the silver light gone without a trace.

In front is a menacing Evil Spirit, its blood-red eyes seeming to be stained by blood.

The Evil Spirit smiles viciously, fingers clawed, nails growing erratically, sharp and long, aimed fiercely at the man’s face.

The man leans back, kicking the Evil Spirit away.

Yet several Evil Spirits come at him from the side, wrapping him up.

During the fight with the Evil Spirits, the man glimpses Chuzheng holding the young boy, staring at him with calm, unfazed eyes.

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