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After an unknown amount of time, Dectel finally woke up leisurely.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Jiang Lu who had been guarding her.
Seeing his back lying in front of the dressing table, she was a little moved and called out softly.
"Jingge..."
Jiang Lu's body trembled when he heard the sound: "Are you awake?"
"Um..."
"Wait a minute, I'll do a magic trick for you first." Jiang Lu didn't look back.
"What magic?"
Dectel sat up from the bed curiously, and then saw Jiang Lu conjuring the maid out from under the dressing table.
"Oh! It's incredible that you can do this!" Dectel praised in surprise.
Jiang Lu smiled slightly and said to the maid: "Go and do your work first. I have something else to tell Dectel."
The maid said nothing, just nodded, then covered her mouth and left.
After the maid left, Dectel became serious and asked, "What did you just say about Conchieber?"
Seeing that Dectel seemed to have recovered a lot and was mentally prepared, Jiang Lu told her the ins and outs of the matter and hoped that she could take over the throne and take on the responsibility of controlling Conchi Erb.
"Is that what happened..."
Dectel's expression was complicated:
"But I'm worried that I won't be able to control myself and want to kill him."
"Don't worry, I've already expected this, so I've prepared a perfect scene for your revenge."
Jiang Lu dragged Kang Qi Erb in the corridor, threw him into the corner, and then winked at the confused Dectel:
"Isn't he very jealous? Do you understand what I mean?"
"You mean..."
"Correct!"
Dectel fell silent, taking deep breaths.
Jiang Lu asked awkwardly: "Is it still too difficult for you?"
"No." Dectel shook his head: "This is indeed revenge that is more uncomfortable than death for him. It's not unacceptable to me, but I hate it. I hate that he doesn't have enough sense now. Look. He looks like a walking zombie and cannot bear the pain he deserves to the greatest extent!"
"Don't worry, I expected this too."
Jiang Lu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Let me do another magic trick for you."
With that said, he came to the semi-conscious Conchieber, took out a small bottle from the inventory, and recited a spell.
"Simply cure a person's head..."
“First take out Lao Jiang’s ancient wine (suck your saliva)”
"Pour in the cool holy water (prick la prick la)"
“Let’s have some more used Dabu Pills (add the Shiquan Dabu Pills tied into strings) (stir)”
"Soul juice...pour to..."
With the irrigation of holy water, Conchieber's vision gradually became clearer, and his consciousness gradually became clearer.
But before he could be happy, he found that he seemed to be unable to feel his body below his neck.
Frightened, he asked in a trembling voice: "You are not Luger, who are you?!"
Jiang Lu took two steps back, sat on the bed, hugged the charming Dectel with one hand, and gave a thumbs up with the other hand: "Cao Cao, national uniform, please fight!"
Chapter 210 Psychologist Jiang Lu
Conchieber was immobilized, so it was a bit difficult to pursue.
And it's a pity that Jiang Lu's determination cannot be released. Conchi Erb practiced the Darkin blade ten thousand times, but he still can't cut into his sister's heart.
So he could only watch like this, kneeling in the corner, unable to feel anything below his neck, completely paralyzed, feeling the pain in his body and the pain in his heart.
Looking at Jiang Luzheng's appearance during the battle, he lamented his miserable fate.
This is what is called the sad appearance of the law.
From this special perspective, Conchierb couldn't see his sister Dectel's face, and all he could see was her legs stacked together.
One pair of strong and powerful legs were rooted in the ground like a towering tree, firm and steady, while the other pair of legs were on tiptoe, with the toes twisted hideously and twitching and shaking from time to time.
Even if he really loves Luger, even if he has always been dismissive of Dectel, he was just driven by a strange and twisted possessiveness and did many irrational things, but at this time The bond of family affection deep in his heart was still awakened, and he felt the stinging pain in his heart.
"You beast! You...you stay away from my sister!"
Conchieber burst into tears and roared.
But he could do nothing, just like countless people in the past who were unable to resist him and had no choice but to accept his tyranny and their own tragic fate, they could only watch, just watch.
At this moment, just as at that moment.
At least at this moment, he succeeded in empathizing with those whose names he had long forgotten and who had been exploited and persecuted by his own hands.
He seemed to suddenly understand why the daughter of the tribal leader whose husband he had killed was so eager to die.
Now it was him, and the pain caused by the grief, anger and powerlessness also tortured him and made him want to go crazy.
But as the saying goes, when happiness is based on the pain of others, you will get twice the happiness.
Especially since Conchieber had a grudge against him, it was even more difficult to calculate the multiple of Dectel's happiness.
Although Conchie Erb still had a strong influence in her heart, which made her have a deep shadow in her heart, so she did not dare to look directly at him.
But just hiding in front of Jiang Lu and peeking quietly a few times were enough to make her let out a bad breath and vent her inner resentment for many years.
This made her cry with joy.
People are so strange. When they are extremely sad, they will always laugh inexplicably. Just like when she learned about Sultem's death before, she couldn't tell the reason. Maybe she was unwilling to accept the reality, maybe she smiled bitterly, even She doesn't know it herself.
And when she was extremely happy, she would always shed tears for some unknown reason. Just like now, the feeling of the long-standing pressure being released and her whole body relaxing suddenly made her unable to control her tear ducts at all. Let the tears you shed in the past be released freely at this moment.
And not only were tears flowing inexplicably, but something else was also flowing inexplicably.
That is a brave cry and struggle against fate!
Of course, Dectel's enthusiasm and heart were passed on to Jiang Lu as expected.
"I seem to be more sensitive today."
He teased and turned to look at Conchie Erb, who had empty eyes.
Maybe this is what is called the catalyst of love...Jiang Lu thought so.
At this time, Kang Qi Erbo, who heard Jiang Lu's words, finally realized something.
Not knowing the relationship between the two, he always thought that Jiang Lu was taking revenge on him and wanted to trample his dignity on the ground. Dectel was forced in the whole process.
But it wasn't until now that he realized that this was not the case.
"Today...what do you mean today?! Did you guys... before?!"
He yelled almost madly, questioning the relationship between the two.
Jiang Lu didn't answer him. He just looked at Dectel and covered his mouth with an exaggerated expression: "Oh, I let it slip. I'm such a little fool."
The funny appearance made Dectel burst into tears and giggled with joy.
Wiping away tears, Dektel threw a wink at Jiang Lu: "I'm about to leak too."
"Oh? Where's the leak? Let me take a look."
Jiang Lu pretended to be surprised and stretched out his hand to test.
Seeing the two people ignoring him and just flirting with each other, Conchie Erbo didn't know what was going on?
"You two bastards! I curse you!"
In response to this, Jiang Lu just frowned and kicked him, saying disdainfully: "Are you still cursed? Who did you send it to? At what level can you learn to curse from Macha?"
Conchie Erbo was suddenly stunned.
Macha's Curse...
He suddenly understood why Macha had such deep resentment before his death, and why he relied on such obsession to place such a vicious curse on himself and the entire Ulster even if he could not be reincarnated.
Ironically, before today, he always thought this was a very lack of grace.
God? That's all.
But it wasn't until the incident fell on his own head that he finally learned to empathize, understand Macha's thoughts, and empathize with her.
Because the humiliation suffered by Macha was far beyond what she could tolerate, she did not hesitate to abandon her identity as a god, abandon her reserve, and use the most hysterical method to avenge her enemies.
Just like Conchieber is like now, no king, no son of destiny, no one closest to God, everything is not important to him at all.
The only thought in his mind was to take revenge on the enemies in front of him who had caused him deep pain, and to subject them to the most vicious curse.
The more vicious the curse is, the more difficult it is to let go of the humiliation suffered by the curser.
But it's a pity that, as Jiang Lu said, he really doesn't have that ability.
Although he has many noble identities, Conchieber is essentially just an ordinary person. Not to mention Cu Chulainn, who transformed into a demigod by relying on the divine crystal left by Luger, he is not even as good as those who have mastered some mysteries. A druid or seer of power.
How can he be cursed like this?
But it's just oral pleasure.
Jiang Lu knew this, so not only did he not take his cruel words to heart at all, he even stimulated him more unscrupulously, trying to help Dectel untie his knot.
As for why this can untie the knot in her heart, if you insist on defining it from Dectel’s perspective, it’s probably——
I will destroy the relationship that you don't allow me to have right here in front of you today.
Yes, in essence, it is a retaliatory compensation mentality.
Just like the toys that my family didn't buy when I was a kid, I bought them all regardless of the cost when I grew up, or the games I didn't play when I was a student, and I stayed up late to play them even though I wasted my studies in college.
It's a psychological trauma after all.