The Woman who Became the “Male” God

The trace of the night is like a black mandala, hibernating quietly in the dark with a mysterious aura. The night breeze blew, sending bursts of floral fragrance. A dark shadow quietly appeared in the downwind, facing the direction of the trace, spraying a mist of mist, which spread with the wind, and soon enveloped the large area where the trace was located.

After doing all this, Sombra put away the medicine bottle in his hand, and quickly disappeared into the night as it did when he came.

An Xian, who was meditating in the room, suddenly opened her eyes, and with a movement, she disappeared into the spot and followed the dark figure.

After dozens of minutes, the shadow came to a warehouse and knocked rhythmically, but after a long time, a small door was opened next to the warehouse, and the shadow came in.

"How is it?" A low voice came from the warehouse.

"Everything went well." The shadow replied coldly, standing in the darkness where the light could not be reached.

"Very well, three million will be transferred to your account in five minutes."

"Are there any other orders?" Sombra spoke abruptly, but the opposite person didn't care, and said with a smile: "Next, you just need to observe them in secret, and report their situation at any time. You don't need to do anything else. "

"Got it." Sombra nodded, and then walked out of the warehouse.

He paid no attention to the top of his head, with bright eyes staring at him. Just as he was about to leave the warehouse, a flower bud the size of a grain of rice fell into his hair, and it opened immediately like a spider, slender. The petals are tightly attached to the roots of the hair.

After Sombra left and followed him to Anxian in the warehouse, he turned his attention to another person in the warehouse.

It was a 40-year-old man wearing work clothes marked "Hengyuan", looking like an ordinary warehouseman. He was sitting at a temporary work desk, typing something quickly into the computer, and seemed to be in contact with someone.

An Xian came quietly behind him and saw the following dialogue:

【Little Cat: (=^^=)】

[Uncle Dog: (≡x≡)]

【Brother Cat: (＾-゜)Y】

【Uncle Dog: b(^▽^)d】

…As cannon fodder villains doomed to tragedy, you are using your lives to sell cuteness against the clock.

An Xian also threw a small flower bud into his hair, then turned and left the warehouse, and a few leaps disappeared into the night.

On the second day, An Xian did not condense medicine as usual, but sat cross-legged on the sofa and used sensing techniques to establish contact with the two small flowers.

This kind of plant is called "psychic evil", also known as "shou evil". It is a new spiritual plant cultivated recently by Anxian. You can guess its properties by just hearing the name.

There are two main abilities to devour the evil spirits, one is to establish telepathy with the master, and the other is to parasitize others, eat their spirits, nurture their evil spirits, and deprive them of their souls. In addition, there is an indeterminate attribute-the doom buff, which can affect the luck of others to a certain extent, making them doomed. It's just that this attribute doesn't have much effect on people with firm xinxing or strong luck.

Although extremely terrifying, the devastation of evil spirits is also a natural thing.

In the era of comprehension, many ascetic monks regard the evil spirit as a treasure for tempering the soul and saving the heart demon, let it parasitize on themselves, stick to the original heart, practice the spiritual method hard, and continue to fight against the evil spirit. Improve your own strength and strengthen your realm. As long as they spend hundreds of thousands of years of cruel tests like self-abuse, until the shaman grows up and matures, not only can they have a more stable cultivation base than ordinary monks, but they can also harvest a powerful and loyal flower demon.

The Devourer that Anxian currently cultivates is still in its infancy. It only has the ability to sense and parasitize. The effect of Devourer's Spirit is not obvious. At most, it makes people feel a little tired. Of course, if the parasitic time is long enough, the harm should not be underestimated. However, the doom buff may have unexpected effects. Anyone who is stunned by the strong luck and deep blessing, even if they don’t do anything, their luck value will plummet. If they don’t fall below the negative value, they will be regarded as the accumulated virtue of their ancestors. , If unfortunately falls below the negative value, that is the rhythm that may die at any time.

After establishing contact with Chuansha, An Xian slowly came up with a picture in his mind: the little brother Mao Mao met in the warehouse last night, after handing over the warehouse management work, returned to his dormitory. Then, while humming, he danced and undressed, but for a moment, he took off his clothes completely, threw his clothes everywhere, and then took a spacewalk and floated coquettishly to the bathroom.

leisurely:"…"

"Oh!" The self-assured little brother accidentally kicked the toilet and let out a scream. When he bent over to hug his leg, his forehead hit the metal hook on the wall again, his body leaned back with inertia, his feet slipped, and he fell. With all four feet up to the sky, Dandan trembled.

An Xian opened his eyes abruptly, cut off the connection decisively, temporarily gave up monitoring this hapless guy, and chose another evil host instead.

With the connection of induction, a clear figure gradually appeared in the consciousness. It was a hooded man who couldn’t see his appearance. He was wearing a pair of privacy glasses and a dark high-necked coat. He was lying on a bench in an abandoned park only a few hundred meters away, with his hands folded. In the clothes, it seemed to be asleep.

This person is responsible for monitoring the movement of the traceability. He usually wanders around nearby. There is not much value for the time being and can only be used as a dispensable observation target.

An Xian didn't intend to waste too much time on him. When he was about to withdraw the induction, the communication device on his body suddenly vibrated.

Anxie immediately refreshed and continued to peep.

The hooded man raised his hand and saw the name appearing on the linker, his breathing was slightly stagnant.

The name has only one word-"Dove".

"Hello." The hooded man's hoarse voice was somewhat cautious.

[I heard that the wizard arranged a task for you? 】

"Yes."

[This organization integration is of great importance. Our Jin family must not be taken advantage of by the Xue family. They dare to reach out to the alliance, so don't be polite. 】

"I understand."

[Well, be careful yourself, remember to report to me at any time if there is any situation. 】

"Okay." The hooded man's reply was concise, and outsiders could not hear any substance at all.

An Xian vaguely heard the keywords "organization integration", "opportunity", and "Jinjia", combined with the information she currently has, she probably guessed something.

Although these families are the founders of the Longevity Association, their positions are not completely the same. The Jin family comes from the alliance, and the Xue family belongs to the Yava. They should not interfere with each other, but the Xue family’s Kandir relied on the house grabber. His identity penetrated into the upper ranks of the alliance and violated the interests of the Jin family, causing the Jin family to be very dissatisfied with the Xue family. So a double agent was sent to monitor Condir's every move.

After thinking about this, An Xian finally decided to use the first bottle of phytochemical he got from Kandier on whom.

In order to prevent Condil from being blackhanded in secret, she felt that she had to find something for him to do, such as harassing hatred, ridicule and so on...