Yuanshen: Liyuegang Storyteller, Walnut Tears

Li Mo also took a sip of tea, re-entered the state of storytelling, and continued to tell the story of the third life.

Not only that--

When he spoke slowly, the picture above the inn was composed of lightning elements.

Driven by the power of Li Mo, it continues to play like a movie:

700 years ago.

In this chaotic era, the lonely king of the tower, Dekarapian, is the only ruler under the tower.

but--

In the shadow of the Lone King of the Tower.

There are also many weak demon gods, like human beings, who have to surrender to the lonely king of the tower under the oppression of the lonely king of the tower.

Oppressed by the lonely king of the tower.

and so--

When the young Wendy found out that the other party was an ordinary wind spirit, not only was his power very weak, but he could only blow up dust.

Not only was he not afraid, but he was very curious.

The same is the power of the wind.

Why is the lonely king of the tower, Dekarapian, so powerful that he can blow a hurricane in one breath and besiege all the people.

And the spirit of the wind in front of him is so weak?

"Barbatos—"

"Well, are you satisfied with this name?"

After the young Wendy finished speaking, she looked forward expectantly.

He is not a demon god, and cannot see the invisible wind spirit.

One can only judge from the dust blown up by the spirit of the wind and the trajectory of the dust floating in the air that the other party is by his side and has not left.

When naming this little Wind Spirit.

The young Wendy is full of confidence on the surface, but she is very disturbed in her heart.

Because in the tower.

He has not read many poems and books, nor has he learned to chant or sing. Even the few big characters he knows are taught by the dead old poet.

It was the first time to name someone else, and it was a name for a demon god, which made him feel a little uneasy.

If this spirit of the wind is dissatisfied, will he take revenge on him?

after all--

No matter how weak he is, the opponent is still a demon god.

But the next moment!

When Wind Spirit heard the name Barbatos, he was very satisfied:

"Barbatos—"

"Barbatos - so nice, so domineering!"

"I have a name too—I'm Barbatos!"

A wisp of weak breeze happily blows around the young Wendy.

So happy!

When it brushed over the boy's shoulders, it even blew the braids on both sides back and forth.

It also blows up the boy's blue cape.

"By the way, Wendy—"

"Can you tell me what Barbatos means in the language of the city?"

Barbatos learned to speak.

And in the years that have not yet learned to speak, have already understood?Since, Xiao* said &group 9! 8; 0, 2> 0, 5. ~ 8-5/6 was dumb, and most of the human vocabulary was dumb.

But it was the first time he heard the word Barbatos from the people of this tower city.

When the young Wendy heard this, she showed a longing sweet smile:

"Barbatos—it's not the language of this tower city, but a vocabulary I created myself."

"In my dictionary, it means freedom!"

The young Wendy faced the city wall ahead, a fierce hurricane.

How he wished that his gaze could pass through the towering city walls and the fierce hurricane.

See the outside world.

Chapter 24: You Sing Wrong, The Sky Is Not Gray

In the dictionary of young Wendy, the meaning of the word Barbatos is the meaning of freedom.

and so--

When naming the Wind Spirit in front of him, he immediately thought of the word Barbatos.

now!

Barbatos, the spirit of the wind, looked at the gaze of the young Wendy, and was very puzzled?Since, Xiao * said & group 9! 8; 0, 2> 0, 5.~8-5/6 stay, stay.

Why is he looking at the tall city wall with such expectant eyes?

Why is he looking at the fierce hurricane with such expectant eyes?

Could this boy named Wendy like city walls and hurricanes?

What a unique hobby!

Barbatos circled the boy a few times, and finally stared at the harp in the boy's hand:

"Thank you, Wendy, I like the name very much."

"Can you keep singing?"

"I really like to hear your singing, and I also like to listen to the music of playing the harp, and - in the music of the harp, there is also the power of the elements."

Barbatos has found out.

Wandering in the voice of the boy reciting, and the music of the harp playing.

Faster and faster, absorbing more power from the surrounding wind elements.

In a few years, he will be able to condense enough wind attribute elements to form his own physical body.

Become a real powerful daemon.

but--

Barbatos didn't listen to the boy's piano and singing because he wanted to become stronger.

But really like it.

The boy was also very happy when he heard what Barbatos said.

It was the first time he met an audience who liked his poems.

So he continued to sit cross-legged under the high wall, facing the hurricane ahead, playing the harp in his hand.

Sings the song of freedom:

"O great wind god—"

"Wave your hand lightly to dispel this violent hurricane—"

"Leave this tower—"

"Let me see the gray sky, let me see the black earth, let me see the free-flying birds—"

"God of the free wind—"

In the heart of young Wendy.

The legendary god of wind represents freedom.

While playing the harp, the young Wendy sang songs of freedom with a crisp voice.

While singing, he looked at the high wall in front of him.

His gaze seemed to pass through a high wall.

I saw the gray sky, the black earth, and the birds flying freely in the outside world.

Everything is like a dream!

but--

Just when young Wendy sang happily.

Barbatos, the spirit of the wind, who had been lingering around the boy, suddenly interrupted the boy's singing:

"No, no, no—"

"You sang it wrong—"

"How can the sky be gray, how can the earth be black."

Although Barbatos had just been born not long ago.

But as a free spirit of the wind, he can easily climb over high walls and cross fierce hurricanes.

See the outside world.

The young Wendy froze when she heard Barbatos' voice.

He sang it wrong?

Isn't the sky in the outside world really gray?