In Yuanshen, no one understands holy relics better than me

Wendy looked at the two purified teardrops: "Even if Twalin is not attacked, his vitality will be lost quickly, and he will burn himself out in anger..."

Having said that, some things are certain.

As a member of the Knights, Ying said quite formally:

"It is certain that you are related to the Wind Demon Dragon incident. If it is convenient, can you go to the Knights with me? We have many questions that we want to know."

"Are you asking me to turn myself in?" Wendy immediately returned to her previous slick poet state: "That's too heartless, but I still want to write poems for you."

"If you can figure out a way to deal with the Wind Demon Dragon, not only will you not have to surrender, but you will also receive a reward from the Knights!"

Xia Tian is responsible for the progress bar of the acceleration task.

Wendy glanced at it, as if surprised that her mind was guessed: "I do have a plan."

"However, when I saw the teardrops of the dragon, I thought of an old friend and wanted to visit her first."

"Then, I will excuse you first."

Suddenly a strange wind blew up, Wendy spread his wind wings and quickly rose into the air.

At this point, the task process has changed.

When the road is uneven, let out a roar!

"Ying! Paimon! Catch him!"

Paimon's movements were faster than his brain, and he directly hugged Wendy's ankle.

It's a pity that the body is too light, even if the flying status is lifted, it is tantamount to giving it for nothing.

Fortunately, Ying jumped lightly and grabbed Paimon's calf to slow down Wendy's ascent.

The blown wind was much stronger than imagined, and there was a tendency to take Paimeng and Ying away together.

Before it was too late, Xia Tian hooked his feet to the railing next to him, grabbed Paimon's other leg with one hand, and hugged Ying with the other.

The body was hugged suddenly, and Ying was frightened.

Other than my brother, it was the first time I had such an intimate movement with a boy.

But under the current situation, he couldn't break free from his embrace, and the indescribable anxiety made his strength a little bit stronger.

"It's going to split! It's going to be split! It's going to be broken! It's going to be broken!"

Both legs were grabbed separately, Paimon begged for mercy, tears of pain were about to flow out.

The stalemate was not long, and soon the wind stopped.

puff!

Without the blessing of the wind, Wendy inevitably fell down.

Ying was hugged by Xia Tian, ​​but Paimeng was miserable...

"I'm... about to be crushed... flattened..."

Paimon was sitting under Wendy, crying for help weakly.

"Ha, I'm sorry~~~" Wendy got up quickly.

"Ying! Woooooo~~~"

Pai Meng threw himself into Ying's arms pitifully and sadly.

Ying gently stroked Paimon's thigh: "Paimon, I'm sorry, let me rub it for you."

"Are you okay?"

Xia Tian still wanted to care, but was reprimanded:

"Hmph! Stinky man-eating monster! It's because I ate too many potatoes, and my brain has turned into potatoes. How could I listen to you! Woooooo~~~"

"You almost pulled my hair off last time! Is it even?" Xia Tian took out what happened in the forest yesterday to balance.

"I'm only as heavy as you are!" Paimon raised his head, wanting to call for help: "I don't care! Ying, hurry up and tear his hair off and avenge me!"

Ying couldn't make it through, stood on tiptoe, and grabbed Xia Tian's head with very little strength.

Maybe it was to get revenge for being hugged, but it was really hard.

"The strength is too small! You need to use your strength! Use your strength!!!"

Paimon hugged Ying's arm like pulling a carrot, almost blushing.

"I think there must be a reason for us to stop Wendy in the summer, right? Listen to the reason before deciding whether to take revenge again, okay?"

Ying withdrew her hand, persuading him like this, Paimon snorted dissatisfied.

"Still understand me!"

Summer looks at the green poet who is beating the dust:

"Stop playing hide-and-seek! Time is money, and every second of Twarin's suffering is another second of pain!"

This is not a game!But there is no convenient function such as direct teleportation, and it is at least a few kilometers longer to go back and forth to the place where the wind rises, and there is no important plot at all, it is all nonsense that can be said anywhere!

"Uh...they are really two miraculous people." The thick-skinned Wendy rarely showed embarrassment.

Xia Tian looked at Ying, and it was better to leave the main question to the protagonist.

"I want to know more about Fengshen, if you know..."

After listening to the poem just now, the bard in front of him must know more about Fengmolong and Fengshen.

"Wind God Barbatos? That guy has disappeared."

Wendy looked up at the statue of Fengshen, seeming to lament:

"The rock god of Liyue from the neighboring country and the god of thunder from Rice Wife are still there, but the Mond people haven't seen their gods for a long time."

It's as if it's completely irrelevant to me.

Reminiscent of Liyue's Prince Yan... It seems that as a god, he has no shame, speaks nonsense, and even plays private visits in micro-services.

"Someone told me about Long's past, I think only Fengshen can help him..."

Wendy was suddenly curious: "I don't know what that person said about this disaster?"

Recalling the story Lisa told, Ying relayed:

"Wind Demon Dragon protects human beings, but human beings forget this kindness and no longer offer sacrifices to the four winds to protect them, so he began to become angry..."

"Then people chose to resist, even hostile until the swords met, and now they have broken up..."

The wind god Barbatos left without saying goodbye, allowing Mond to enter the era of human autonomy very early.

The myths of the past are so old and unfathomable in people's minds. The truth that the Wind Demon Dragon is one of the four wind guardians is known only to a few high-level knights.

The resistance of the masses stems from the disaster they have received, and they who do not know the truth are also angry at the inaction of the Knights.

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"Human mistakes did exacerbate this anger, but its original hatred is definitely not because people no longer sacrifice to the Guardian of the Four Winds."

Wendy shook her head: "That's not a natural born hate, but a product of corruption."

"Corrosion?" Bad words made Paimon and Ying feel bad.

Wendy looked towards the east: "It was the black blood that flowed into his heart that tormented him, making his years of sleep restless."

"Get angry?" Xia Tian blurted out.

There is no other word that fits the situation better.

"Pfft——" Wendy burst out laughing, "This explanation is very novel, but I don't think it was his original intention. Because of this restlessness, his spirit was corrupted by the curse of the abyss mage."

"Abyss Mage?"

Faced with Ying's question, Xia Tian continued to act as a commentator:

"The Abyss Religion of the Inhuman Organization is an organization that is hostile to human beings. It is currently impossible to determine their origins. I only know that they have deep malice towards the human world."

"The Qiuqiu people in the wilderness will also obey their commands and become their weapons."

Wendy nodded: "Before I came here, I was corrupted by the curse just like Twarin."

"However, where we are now is where the wind gathers. Here you can feel everything about Mond, and it has the smell I like."

Wendy embraced the harp in her arms, and performed the poet's etiquette to her:

"And with you, I can remove the toxins from my body just like the purification of Dragon Tears just now."

"Twarin was cursed after the battle, so how did you get poisoned?"

Paimon pressed his forehead, but after thinking about it, he couldn't imagine the scene.

"That's because my attempt to communicate with Twarin was interrupted by... well..."

Wendy had a smirk: "In the end, not only did he not get rid of the curse for Twalin, but he was eroded by the poison of the abyss!"

"The reason is because we..."

Ying was about to apologize, but Paimon immediately disregarded the relationship: "Is it because of the lecherous ogre? He was the one who alarmed the Fengmolong by panting heavily!"

Recalling the plot, the culprit is indeed himself, and there is no excuse for this.

but--

"Lust? Hey! When did you add this prefix? It's easy to be misunderstood!"

Regarding this point, you must explain it well, otherwise, with the name of lust, how will you get along in the future?

Paimon has evidence: "You just took advantage of the chaos and secretly hugged Ying, don't think I didn't see it!"

Ying: "Pimon..."

"Ehhh? Don't change the subject! You're so lecherous, can we discuss it later..."

Seeing that she was about to be excluded from the conversation, Wendy hurriedly pulled her back:

"You interrupted my conversation with Twarin, and let me be poisoned, you have to apologize, right?"

Despicable Fengshen is really humble.

"I have a plan to save Twarin. If you want to know more, come to Westwind Cathedral together!"

"Westerly Cathedral? Where and what are you going to do?"

"Go get a harp called the sky!"

Before he could ask why, the windy bard had already set off.

Solving the matter of Fengmolong is of course the most important thing.

Paimon and Xia Tian had a temporary truce and followed together.

……

The West Wind Cathedral is right in front of the square, which is much closer than going back and forth from Fengfengdi.

"You guys are so slow!"

Wendy waited in the unobtrusive shade.

Probably the reason why this god is better than ordinary people is that he can run fast.

It was the first time that he was so close to the church, and Paimon looked up and was almost dizzy:

"The harp called the sky you mentioned, isn't it the treasure of Mond? The harp of the sky that Barbatos, the god of wind, once played?"

This treasure was introduced in the Mond tour guide given by Amber before, and Paimon almost memorized the entire guide in order to find delicious food.

"That's right." Wendy nodded affirmatively: "As long as I have the zither of the sky, I can recall Twalin's true nature from the nightmare."

"Speaking of a tune, can singing a song stop the Fengmolong from destroying it?"