Yuanshen: Liyuegang Storyteller, Walnut Tears

In the ears of young Wendy again:

"Can you hear me?"

"Great, great—finally managed to make a sound, I really am a genius."

Another voice?

The teenager Wendy was startled, and hurriedly stood up and looked around.

But—except for the violent hurricane and the tall city walls.

There is nothing else around.

The young Wendy finally got a little scared.

He once heard that souls who do not want to go to the underworld will appear in this world in the form of ghosts.

Could it be that - he hit a ghost?

Thinking of this possibility, the young Wendy couldn't help backing back again and again: "What the hell are you?"

A voice appeared out of nowhere in front of him: "You are the ghost, I am the mighty Wind Demon God!"

talking!

Wind Spirit controlled his body of wind, and gently rolled up the fine dust on the ground.

The young Wendy was taken aback for a moment,

Wind Demon God?

No wonder he couldn't see the figure of the other party, it turned out to be a breeze that gained consciousness.

It's just that—with this little power, you call this a powerful wind demon god?

When hearing the word "devil god", the young Wendy was still a little afraid, but seeing the spirit of the wind showing his power, the young Wendy couldn't help laughing.

All the fear in my heart disappeared.

Young Wendy laughed and said:

"It turned out to be a breeze!"

"Congratulations, you have become my first listener. My name is Wendy. What's your name?"

In this chaotic era.

The boy has met the demon god more than once, and the other party is very powerful and frightening.

It was the first time to see such a weak demon god.

Wind Spirit said blankly: "Name—I don't have a name yet."

"The song you sing is so beautiful, please give me a name."

"You need a more domineering name!"

The young Wendy was taken aback when she heard this.

It was the first time he had done such a thing to name a demon god.

After thinking for a moment, he said:

"Barbatos—"

"Your name should be Barbatos!"

Chapter 23: The Meaning of Barbatos, Freedom

In Wangshu Inn.

When Li Mo said the name Barbatos, and in the picture of the thunder and lightning elements condensed above the inn, a weak breeze spirit appeared.

The audience in the audience were dumbfounded.

barbatos -

If I remember correctly, this is the name of Mond Fengshen, right?

What does this storyteller mean?

Could it be that the storyteller meant that this newly born Wind Spirit was the weakest and most common weak demon god.

One of the legendary seven gods, the wind god-Barbatos?

What Liyue joke!

When the lonely king of the tower and the wolf king of the north wind competed for the position of the wind god, you said that Barbatos had just been born?

How is this possible?

For the audience, the story was simply too outrageous.

So much so that Liyue's audience was unwilling to believe the truth of the story.

A newly born wind spirit who can barely blow dust.

Even the body is not condensed and manifested.

How could it be possible to defeat the king wolf of the north wind - Andreus, and the two powerful demon gods, the lonely king of the tower - Dekarapian?

Hit him with the head?

How could it be possible to defeat all the demon gods of Mond and become the last wind god?

"Storyteller, can we have something real, just like the story of Qiqi yesterday, telling the real history—"

"Although we are Liyue people, we are not stupid."

"Don't think that we haven't heard the legend of Mond City, just make it up to fool us."

"At that time, no matter how weak the Fengshen was, he couldn't forcefully blow up the dust, right? I might as well blow it up."

"Could it be, this Barbatos, not this Barbatos?"

"Is it possible that the storyteller is talking about Barbatos, Babatos, Babatos... just the names are similar in pronunciation, and they are not Fengshen at all?"

The audience under the stage was talking.

In their eyes, although Mond City is not as rich as Liyue Port, nor is it as prosperous as Liyue Port.

but--

In any case, Fengshen-Barbatos is also one of the real Seven Gods.

No matter how weak it is, it can't be as weak as the spirit of the wind in the story, it can barely blow up dust, right?

The difference from the seven gods imagined by the audience is too far.

Facing the doubts of the audience.

Li Mo sat on the stage and sighed deeply.

To be honest—not only the Liyuegang audience in the audience, but even himself in that life never thought of it.

after his own death.

The fragile wind spirit, the wind spirit who likes to hear him recite poetry, and listen to him play the harp.

He was able to defeat all demon gods.

Successfully became Fengshen.

Simply a miracle.

When the audience speaking in the audience is noisy.

Ke Qing, who was sitting in the corner, immediately grabbed her long sword and stood up from the chair with a bang.

He snorted and said:

"The storyteller can tell whatever story he wants."

"If anyone of you has an opinion, you can choose to challenge me at any time."

"If you don't have an opinion, you can shut up!"

Before the long sword was unsheathed, people already felt a chill.

The people around were scared to shut up.

see this scene.

General Lei Dian still looked cold: "Morax, I never expected you to be able to train such an excellent subordinate."

While teasing the bird, Morax said lightly, "No way, my subordinates are working too hard."

General Lei Dian said coldly, "Is that why you chose to lie flat?"

Morax continued to tease the bird.

It seems that this statement has been acquiesced and no longer pays attention to General Thunder.

Yae Shenzi: "..."

Seeing this scene, she suddenly wanted to laugh.

But as the professional editor-in-chief of Yaedo Light Novels Publishing House, she still forcibly suppressed her smile in front of the two earthly rulers.

And thinking... If the wind god Barbatos also comes, the three gods will gather at that time.

Would it be more interesting?

Such a plot is enough to write a fun light novel.

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at the same time.

Inside the inn.

After Keqing suppressed all the noisy people with a fierce momentum.

He snorted again and sat down on the chair again.

on the stage.