Yuanshen: Liyuegang Storyteller, Walnut Tears

These two completely different, or opposite, tastes actually appeared in the same cup.

Be curious!

Using all the power of the wind, Barbatos finally rolled up a little wine.

Add this little liquid.

Blend into the wind.

As a newborn demon god, Barbatos tasted this strange taste for the first time.

It's on top!

"Wen...Wendy...I feel a little dizzy—"

"This is...how...what's going on?"

Chapter 26: Fool, don't take any more risks in the future

At this moment, Barbatos is still a ray of breeze, without the real body of a demon god.

and so--

Strictly speaking, Barbatos is not drinking at all.

Just smelling this wonderful liquid, I was already drunk, and my consciousness was already unconscious.

Even talking—began to stammer.

Dazedly calling the name of the young Wendy.

Just thinking about blowing up the boy's pigtails and flying them on the boy's shoulders like before.

Sudden--

The dazed Barbatos staggered.

With a breeze, it plunged into the arms of young Wendy.

Don't say it - after absorbing a large amount of wind element power, Barbatos' power has become much stronger.

This bump almost knocked the young Wendy to the ground.

Feeling the breeze in her arms, the young Wendy laughed and said:

"Hahaha--"

"Barbatos, I didn't expect you to get drunk so easily."

"I thought my drinking capacity was small enough, but I didn't expect your drinking capacity to be even smaller—"

The young Wendy stretched out her hand, wanting to hug Barbatos in her arms.

but--

His arm passed through Barbatos, the spirit of the wind, and hugged an empty space.

The current Barbatos has not yet condensed the body of the demon god.

Barbatos was a little dissatisfied: "I... I am the powerful wind demon god, I... I am not drunk!"

Young Wendy smiled and said:

"Hahaha, just pretend you're not drunk!"

"Remember, until you learn how to drink, you can only drink a little at a time, or you will definitely get drunk."

next moment!

The young man drank another sip of fine wine, and his whole body was filled with a warm current.

Pick up the harp.

While playing the song of freedom, he began to sing:

"Get me out of this tower—"

"Look at the blue sky, look at the leafy trees, look at the free-flying birds—"

With the singing of young Wendy.

Everyone in the tavern was attracted by his singing.

but--

There are also many people who started to discuss:

"Young man, what are you singing?"

"Are you a blind man? What about the blue sky, what kind of big tree with luxuriant branches, what kind of free-flying bird, all sang wrongly."

"The sky is gray and the trees are bare—

"My lord, the lonely king of the tower, has long said that the outside world is all fake—"

"How do you prove that the ballad you sang is true?"

People in the tower.

All he could see was a gray sky, bare trees, and an ominous black crow.

Therefore--

When they hear about the blue sky and the big trees with luxuriant branches, they will choose to question.

The bewildered Barbatos immediately became angry when he heard these remarks.

He saw the outside world with his own eyes, what could be wrong?

Barbatos staggered, trying to reason with them, but bumped his head against the table.

bang-

A gust of wind almost broke the table leg.

"The Lone King of the Tower is a liar—"

"I can clearly see that the world outside is as beautiful as Wendy's singing."

"The trees there are really big, and the flowers there are very fragrant - and there's sweet honey, too bad I can't eat it."

Barbatos was dizzy, and began to talk about things outside.

but--

Except for the young Wendy, everyone in the tavern did not believe what a breeze said.

in legend.

Things like flowers had been extinct in the tower decades ago.

How could it still exist in this world?

No matter how tall the tree outside is, can it be taller than the supreme tower?

Barbatos was already drunk.

Hearing the doubting voices around him, he immediately became angry:

"Okay—you don't believe it, do you?"

"Then I'll bring in the flowers outside for you to have a good look at."

The voice just fell!

Barbatos was a little dizzy, and rushed out of the tavern.

Startled the young Wendy.

He deeply knew that the current Barbatos was too weak, and it was simply impossible to carry things through the hurricane.

He would probably injure himself if he forced his way through the hurricane.

The young Wendy hurriedly stopped her: "Barbatos, don't be impulsive—"

But it's too late!

For drunken Barbatos.

Not to mention facing the fierce hurricane, even if the lonely king of the tower, Dekarapian, was in front of him, he would dare to rush up and beat him violently.

As an ordinary person, the young Wendy couldn't stand the Wind Spirit.

He could only try his best to chase after Barbatos, trying to persuade Barbatos.

but--

Drunk Barbatos, even if the gods came, he couldn't persuade him.

A brain rushed into the hurricane.

The young Wendy chased all the way to the high wall, but Barbatos was not stopped.

I can only exhort loudly:

"Barbatos, don't forget our agreement, whether it's 1000 years or 1 years, I will play the harp and sing for you—"

"So, you must come back—"

The boy was afraid that Barbatos would force his things through the hurricane and hurt himself instead.

Hear the voice of young Wendy.

Barbatos also said loudly: "I know—don't worry, I will definitely bring the flowers that go outside the wall to the world inside the tower."

In fact!

The reason why Barbatos was angry was that he wanted to bring the flowers outside the wall to the people inside the tower.

Not because people questioned him.

It's because people actually question Wendy's ballad as fake.

Barbatos couldn't bear it.

Barbatos climbed over the high wall and plunged into the fierce hurricane.