Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 54: Reflection

Cordelia's words puzzled the other three.

Both Cowen and the psychic Zed looked at Constantine, wondering if he had done anything bad to Cordelia.

Constantine was also at a loss. He pointed to his nose and asked, "What do I know about myself?"

"Constantine."

Cordelia said in disgust: "Scorpio Lone Star! Harmful! The defaulter who is full of lies! All the people involved with you will not end well!"

Supporting the ground with her hands and slowly getting up, Cordelia continued: "Are these reasons enough? I shot you at the first time, in order to immediately expel you! I don't want to be implicated by you. Something happened!"

Constantine opened his mouth, he was speechless.

"And..."

Cordelia said with contempt: "I really doubt your business ability! Who told you that there is only me in New Orleans?"

"Which other force is there?" Constantine answered immediately.

He also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, thankful that he finally changed the subject and no longer had to be exposed to his scars.

Apart from Kewen, no one noticed the change in Constantine's expression.

And Cordelia was eager to vent her anger, so she immediately replied: "Haven't you heard that the witches here in New Orleans are divided into two branches?!"

"Uh... all ears?" Constantine didn't refute his ignorance.

This makes Cordelia slightly less hostile.

She softened her tone and said calmly: "In addition to our Supreme Witch lineage, there is also the Voodoo Witch lineage. The resurrection of our Supreme Lineage is to bring the dead back to life, and the resurrection of the Voodoo lineage is the only way to revive the dead. There will be such frequent troubles!"

"So you're saying that voodoo witches did it all?"

Constantine immediately grabbed the point and asked, "What do you know?"

This question aroused Cordelia's resentment.

A good person sits peacefully at home, but is suddenly approached by an unlucky person. It's really as bad as it gets.

So Cordelia immediately choked: "Why should I tell you?"

"Because, because of..."

Constantine immediately looked at Cowen, causing Cordelia and Zed to look away as well.

In response, Kewen chuckled: "I thought I became transparent, but let me ask first."

He looked at Constantine: "Why did you call me here?"

"Uh, it's her."

Constantine pointed to the messy hall, then to Cordelia: "You see, I won the conflict, but she threatened me that someone would avenge him, so I asked Who is it?"

"Your Majesty!"

Cordelia immediately knelt down on one knee to Cowen and said with some trepidation: "Please forgive me, forgive me for falsely using your name."

Kewen waved his hands indifferently and said at the same time, "Get up and answer the question of this unlucky guy first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Cordelia got up obediently, and then said to Constantine: "Because of the witch school dispute, the witches of the voodoo branch want to improve their reputation and suppress our supreme witch line, so they organized a meeting and used Witchcraft has resurrected three people who had been killed some time ago."

"Thank you for letting me know." Constantine nodded slightly, and then asked, "Can you tell me where they are?"

"Yes."

Cordelia wanted Constantine, the Lonely Scorpio, to scare her opponents, so she immediately summoned a pen and paper with her mind, and wrote the address of the Voodoo Witch Sect on it.

"Thank you."

Constantine thanked again, then looked at Kewen: "How is it? Are you interested in visiting with me?"

"I'm not interested." Kewen shook his head: "It's just three evil spirits, you can deal with it yourself."

Constantine nodded, then nodded to Cordelia, then turned around and left the mansion with Zed, who was silent the whole time.

The hall with only two people was silent for a moment.

Cordelia hurriedly asked for a topic: "Your Majesty, can I show you our academy?"

"No need."

Kewen had already seen it with his perception. Except for ghosts and some negative energy, the entire mansion was so deserted that people couldn't be of any interest.

So he thought, he might as well go back and appease the fledgling little girl Farah.

But there is one thing to be reminded of.

So Kewen looked at Cordelia, who was somewhat cautious, and then said calmly: "Don't forget what I said to you last time."

Raising his hand and calling out the portal, Kewen walked towards the door and said, "After four years, send your black widow to me."

"Yes!" Cordelia bowed her head immediately: "If you like it, my majesty, I will gather more beautiful witches for you."

"Don't do extra stuff."

Kewen responded ambiguously, and then the figure disappeared as the portal closed.

At this point, Cordelia dared to let out a loud sigh of relief.

The other side.

Kewen was stunned when he returned to the office lobby.

Because the picture in front of him is very different from what he imagined.

In his imagination, Farah, who was left alone in the office to watch the house, should be very scared because he had just experienced an exorcism.

No matter how bad it is, I will be in a daze or something.

But what about now?

The little girl at the moment is sitting on the sofa, imitating Kewen's movement of crossing Erlang's legs, holding a fruit and biting on it.

How unrestrained that demeanor must be.

In response, Kewen and Farah, whose eating movements suddenly froze, looked at each other for a moment, then he shook his head speechlessly and walked upstairs directly.

I'm tired.

He's still worried about Farah's state of mind.

But that little girl seems to be a rat, and she just slams her claws and forgets it.

Kewen felt that he was completely self-indulgent, and that he was simply not caring.

While going upstairs, Kewen secretly decided that he must exploit the little girl more and arrange more exorcism work for her.

Kacha...

Downstairs, Farah closed her mouth blankly.

Slowly chewing the pulp in her mouth, she didn't realize how Kewen came back so quickly.

……

……

The so-called beauty eats bones, some people use this to express the danger of women.

But for Cowan, Beauty is his best companion for spending time.

Change different partners every day, which makes Kewen not feel the hardship of time at all, but makes him have a fresh sense of expectation every day.

It even made him almost ignore the concept of time.

With the occasional mission, Kewen's life can be described as rich and fulfilling.

The time has come to the summer of 2012, and it has been seven years since Kewen came to this world.

If it weren't for the reminder of "traveling through the Rubik's Cube" that a new crossing can be carried out, Kewen may not have realized how long he has lived in this world.

In this regard, Kewen deeply introspected.

He came to this world to improve his strength, not to let him hang around with beauties all day long!

He shouldn't have fallen like this!

So Kewen spent an afternoon in meditation.

He examines himself and realizes his beliefs!

When he opened his eyes, his temperament had completely changed.

There's no such thing as a mess, his eyes are clear and his expression is firm!

Taking out his phone, Kewen pressed the number seriously.

"Kewen?" A vibrant female voice sounded: "Is something wrong?"

"Are you free?" Kewen said warmly: "Long time no see."

"Wait a minute, I'll ask about the itinerary."

After a while, the female voice came out of the mobile phone speaker again: "I changed the itinerary, but there is only one night, and the night can only pass."

"It's okay." Kewen continued warmly, "I'll prepare dinner for you myself."

"I'm looking forward to it, wait for me," the woman said with a laugh.

"Okay." Kewen nodded slightly.

The phone hung up, and Kewen's temperament returned to his unambitious look again.

Anyway, there are still more than five years before the plot point he was waiting for, why bother to make himself an ascetic?

The condition of U-Grip is there, and you can't do things that waste resources, so you can have fun in time.

So Cowan cast aside all revenge, whistling happily and dancing his brows all the way downstairs to the kitchen.

Late night.

The muted phone lights up.

Even if the light was very small, it was still detected by the sleeping Kewen.

Opening his eyes full of energy, Kewen glanced at the beautiful woman in his arms, and then pulled out his arm gently.

He covered the thin quilt for the woman with beautiful legs who could get her exclusive treatment, and Kewen got out of bed and picked up the phone.

He was slightly taken aback when he saw the caller ID.

I teleported to the study in a moment of thought, and Kewen said warmly after connecting the phone: "Hi Angela, do you need any help to call at this time?"

"Sorry Cowen."

Angela's voice came from the phone: "I'm sorry to bother you so late, I do have a problem."

"Tell me about it."

"I ran into a eucalyptus." Angela said solemnly: "Everyone on a party yacht was killed! I watched the surveillance video, it was an abnormal killing! The murderer suddenly went crazy , and shattered all victims with his bare hands!"

"Freehand? And broken?" Kewen confirmed: "You used the wrong adjective?"

"I'm pretty sure!" Angela said earnestly, "and my sixth sense also told me that it was a murder involving supernatural powers! The strangest thing is that after killing everyone, the murderer also suddenly Violent death!"

"Got it, where are you now?" Kewen asked.

"Newport Beach~IndoMTL.com~Give me ten minutes." Cowen responded and hung up the phone.

Out of the study, Kewen walked down the corridor to a door.

He raised his hand 'Pumpeng' and knocked on the door, then began to wait.

A minute later, the door was opened, and the sleepy little girl Farah rubbed her eyes and walked out.

"What are you doing?" She whispered like she was in a dream: "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

"Sober up."

Kewen flicked the little girl's forehead lightly: "Come on, hurry up and get ready to go out."

Fara finally came to her senses.

Without saying anything, she immediately turned around and walked into the guest room that had become her dormitory...

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