Yuanshen: Liyuegang Storyteller, Walnut Tears

Only his demon god's blood can save these common people.

True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing the Wind couldn't bear it: "But..."

Marcusius: "There's nothing but... save them first!"

that's it!

He fed his own blood into the mouths of dozens of people.

Gradually suppress the pollution of the demon god's blood.

Before Marcosius breathed a sigh of relief.

Another commoner ran back from the outside, crying loudly while running: "Master Marcusius, everything is over..."

Marcus: "What's going on?"

The people cried and said: "All the crops and seedlings in the field have rotted at their roots!"

The worst situation.

It still happened.

Chapter 384 The Way to Save Liyue

When Marcusius first discovered that the devil's blood polluted the people, he had already thought that the entire land might have been polluted.

But it has not waited for him to investigate.

The worst has already happened.

When the common people told about the rotten crops, Marcusius' expression changed immediately, and Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Wind beside him also turned pale with shock.

Master Liuyun borrowed the wind and said in shock: "How is it possible, how could all the seedlings that were planted just now die?"

"Unless, the entire land of Liyue is polluted by devil blood!"

"Impossible...these trees, flowers and plants are all fine, how could it be possible that only the crops are affected by the devil's blood?"

True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing the Wind doesn't believe it!

In other words, this matter was so serious that she couldn't believe it easily.

The people cried and said: "It's true...Master Marcusius, please go and have a look, please save those crops!"

The crops in those fields are the future hope of the people.

If the crops are destroyed, all the people of Liyue will become refugees without food.

The entire Liyue will completely collapse.

Marcusius tried to calm himself down: "Take me to see!"

The people stopped crying: "Thank you, Lord Marcusius!"

Liu Yun borrowed Feng Zhenjun's eyes to be solemn: "I will go too!"

Surrounded by a group of people.

The Demon God of the Stove - Marcusius, Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing the Wind, and Gan Yu saw the farmland outside the station.

Sure enough, I saw one after another sluggish seedlings.

Marcosius squatted down slightly, and gently pulled out a seedling.

When seeing the roots of the seedlings.

Immediately shocked!

Really rotten!

On the roots of crop seedlings, one can see small rotten spots one after another.

If you feel it carefully, you can still feel a faint breath of the demon god on these small rotten spots.

It has been polluted by the blood left by the demon god.

See this scene!

Not only Marcusius, but Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Wind, and Gan Yu, all turned pale with shock.

They are well aware of the importance of these crops.

When the crops are gone, Liyue is finished.

Gan Yu said sadly: "Master Marcusius, can these crops be saved?"

Marcusius pondered for a moment and said, "Let me think of a way!"

As soon as the voice fell, he stretched out his arm.

And took out a knife.

It looked like it was going to cut his arm.

Use the blood of Marcusius, the devil god of the stove, to heal the crop seedlings contaminated by the blood of the devil god.

Liuyun took advantage of Feng Zhenjun to grab Marcusius's arm: "This can't be the case, you are already very weak now, you can't lose any more blood!"

During this time, Marcusius used the clone several times.

Every clone consumes a lot of power, making Marcusius very weak.

Marcusius gently took Zhenjun Liuyun Bianfeng's hand away: "Let me try!"

He swung a knife!

Without hesitation, a small wound was cut on the arm.

A drop of the stove demon's blood dripped on the roots of the rotten crops.

The moment the blood touched the roots of the crops.

Those small black rotten spots disappeared quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This crop seedling has also been cured.

Marcusius breathed a sigh of relief: "It can be cured!"

As long as it can be cured, there is still hope.

Master Liuyun borrowed the wind and said in a deep voice: "Marcosius, you can't drip your blood on every seedling of crops! You don't have so much blood either!"

Marcusius: "I know!"

True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing the Wind: "..."

Just when Marcosius was conducting a treatment experiment on the crops.

now!

Gan Yu on the side was not idle either.

She carefully pulled out the weeds in the field, and saw small polluted spots on the roots of the grass.

About to tell Marcosius about this situation.

After Marcosius learned of the situation, he pulled out all the weeds.

On all the weeds, we could see small spots polluted by the devil's blood, as well as a faint trace of the devil's breath.

It won't be long!

These weeds, crops, will gradually die.

It seems that things are far more serious than imagined.

Marcusius said seriously: "Go to the forest and see, the situation there may be better!"

True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing the Wind: "OK!"

Gan Yu: "Gan Yu is going too!"

A group of people came to the forest again.

The moment you step into the forest.

Not only did they see the tall trees, but they also saw the sluggish appearance of these trees. Now that it was spring, the leaves were already turning yellow.

Let everyone worry.

Marcusius used the power of the demon god to uproot one of the trees.

At the root of this tree, I saw small black spots one after another, and felt a trace of the demon god's breath.

Obviously not long to live.

It won't be long!

Flowers and plants on the slope of Liyue Mountain, crop seedlings in the farmland, big trees and shrubs in the forest.

All plants will be polluted by the magic blood and die.

The entire Liyue will become a place of death.

Think of this situation.

Everyone present was in despair.

In the past, when Liyue encountered difficulties and was invaded by countless powerful demon gods, there was a powerful Morax to suppress the Quartet, and many immortals resisted desperately.

Morax and all the immortals are Liyue's hope.

But this time is different!

What they are facing is not a powerful enemy, but the devil blood that can pollute crops, forests, and even common people.

Make everyone overwhelmed.

Marcusius gritted his teeth and said: "Since my blood can remove the pollution of the demon god, then I will use my blood to save all the lives of Liyue!"

It was the only way he could think of.

Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed the wind to retort immediately: "Don't be stupid, before you can save these lives, they would have lost blood and died!"

Gan Yu also hurriedly said: "Yes, Lord Marcusius cannot die!"