Yuanshen: Liyuegang Storyteller, Walnut Tears

If even the Demon God of the Stove, Marcusius, is dead.

There really is no one who can save Liyue.

but!

Except for the simplest and most violent method.

Marcusius racked his brains and couldn't think of any other way.

In order to dispel Marcusius's idea of ​​using blood to save the crops, Master Liuyun borrowed the wind and said seriously: "Marcosius, in fact, your blood can't save these crops and forests."

Marcusius said desperately, "Why?"

Master Liuyun borrowed the wind and said seriously: "Because the devil's blood not only pollutes these plants, but pollutes the entire land of Liyue!"

"Even if you heal the crops and plant them in the ground, they will still be contaminated by devil blood."

True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind is right!

No matter how powerful Marcusius' blood was, it could only temporarily save these crops and trees.

But it can't repair the earth polluted by the devil's blood.

Chapter 385 Desperate Marcusius

As long as the blood of the demon gods that seeped into the ground is still there.

All the plants that grow on the ground will be polluted by the devil's blood, and will die due to root rot.

No one can save it.

Hearing these words, Marcusius stared blankly at the forest in front of him, and then at the field opposite the forest.

Totally desperate!

Why, the people of Liyue have to suffer so many disasters?

What should be done to save the polluted land of Liyue?

Marcusius thought desperately, but couldn't think of any solution.

next moment!

As if he had lost all his strength, his tall body froze suddenly.

bang!

The whole body fell to the ground and passed out.

Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Wind, Gan Yu, and the common people all gathered around to help the moment they saw Marcusius faint.

Gan Yu cried and said, "Master Marcusius, what's the matter with you?"

True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind will also use celestial power to investigate Marcusius' physical condition.

The people also came over in a panic: "Master Marcusius, please don't be in trouble, Sir Marcusius is so powerful, he will definitely save Liyue!"

"Master Marcusius is too tired to make spicy pork buns these days!"

"Send Master Marcusius back to the station!"

"Master Liuyun Borrowing Wind, how is Lord Marcusius?"

……

Seeing Marcusius fall, all the people were very worried.

If an accident happens to Lord Marcusius, there will be no hope for Liyue.

It's been a while!

Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Wind finally raised his head: "Don't worry, he just fainted because he was too tired and stimulated!"

"Let him have a good rest!"

Done!

Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed the wind to be with these common people.

Marcosius, who was nearly six or seven meters tall, was carried back to the people's residence.

After placing Marcusius!

Gan Yu said with a worried face: "Master Liuyun Borrowing Wind, Lord Marcusius will be fine!"

Master Liuyun borrowed the wind to sigh and said: "Marcosius is also a demon god, so of course accidents will not happen so easily! However, even he can't restore Liyue Land, let alone us!"

Gan Yu said firmly: "I believe Lord Marcusius, he will definitely think of a way!"

True Monarch Liuyun borrowed wind and said helplessly: "I can only trust him!"

In the eyes of True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind, repairing the land polluted by demonic blood is simply impossible.

Marcusius couldn't do it, and neither could Moraxus.

Immortals like them can't do it even more.

For so many years, Liyue has been invaded by demon gods again and again, and has suffered disaster after disaster.

It was the first time she felt so hopeless.

About a day later!

When the Demon God of the Stove, Marcusius, woke up, Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed the wind to rush over immediately: "You finally woke up!"

The blood pollution is getting worse!

Today, dozens of common people fell into a coma due to the contamination of the devil's blood.

Waiting for the treatment of Marcosius.

Marcusius got up from the bed: "Let me go and see!"

True Monarch Liuyun borrowed the wind: "You are very weak now, you need to rest for a while!"

Marcusius insisted: "Save the people first!"

He forcibly walked out of the house!

He cut his arm again with a knife, and used his own blood to treat dozens of people who were polluted by the devil's blood.

After all this is done.

A smile finally appeared on Marcusius's face: "Just save it!"

True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind could not help but sigh.

The next few days!

Marcusius would come to the field every day to check the seedlings of the crops contaminated by the blood.

See the seedlings of the crops wilting day by day!

Marcusius seemed to be bleeding from his heart, but there was no way to stop it.

After returning to the station!

Marcusius opened the grain warehouse and saw the dwindling grain and less and less spicy pork buns.

Even more helpless!

In desperation, Marcusius could only decide to reduce the food supply of the people.

In the past, each commoner provided two steamed buns with spicy meat and some wild vegetables a day.

Now each common people can only provide one spicy pork bun per day.

If you want to supplement food, you can only go to the top of Tianheng Mountain to look for mushrooms that are not polluted by the devil's blood, or wild vegetables that are not polluted by the devil's blood.

The lives of the people have become more difficult.

Every day, I can only eat a bite of spicy pork buns, and then climb up Tianheng Mountain hungry, eager to find a wild vegetable that is not polluted.

Seeing this scene, Marcosius was very heartbroken.

But he really can't help it.

He also wants Liyue to have endless food, and he also wants every commoner in Liyue to have enough to eat.

He also wants to restore Liyue's land.

But he is a demon god, not an omnipotent god, he really can't do it.

I can only think desperately!

Eager to think of a way to restore the earth before the crops die completely.

evening!

Marcusius glanced listlessly at the brilliant sunset.

as usual.

Holding a large basket of spicy pork buns, waiting for the people to come down from Tianheng Mountain.

After a while!

A thin figure of ordinary people appeared at the intersection, walking towards Marcusius staggeringly.

Salute to Marcusius!

Marcusius looked at the swaying people, and hurriedly helped them up: "There is no need to salute!"

Carefully, put a spicy pork bun into the opponent's hand.

After taking the spicy pork buns.

The sallow and emaciated commoner didn't eat it right away, but carefully put the spicy pork buns into his pocket.

Keep it as rations for tomorrow!

Soon!

Another common people, one after another, came down from Tianheng Mountain.

Some people found wild vegetables or mushrooms, and a smile appeared on their thin faces.