Arad's crooked savior

Misty Plateau

Large pieces of complete white stone are piled up to form a majestic palace building, and fine and beautiful patterns are carved on the stone, thus forming an artistic beauty that coexists with grandeur and delicacy.

Shu Mo's identity was exposed a long time ago in the Palace of Mist, which led to several notorious pirate groups barbarically invading the Mist Plateau. During the battle with the Eye of Mist, the palace where the God of Mist lived was blown up to a dilapidated state.

The current Mist Sleeping Hall is a miracle created by the unconscious Mist God in a very short half minute.

Shu Mo stepped on the flat, gray-white stone road and carefully looked around, holding the only book of records in his hand, as if he was afraid of some monster emerging from the mist.

After Hermit Elgon confirmed that the God of Mist had returned to unconsciousness, everyone was helpless when faced with the huge problem of the collapse of the realm of memory. In desperation, they asked her to try to awaken the God of Mist and sing the sacred text of the Eye of Mist. .

Then a whirlpool suddenly rolled out of the mist, pulling her in all of a sudden. The two divine beasts, the star turtle Wu Mu and the demon Mu Mu, were left outside, as if they were not recognized by the owner of this place and could only stay in the place. Wandering outside.

Shu Mo hugged the book of records that brought a sense of security and murmured to herself: "Lord Wushen, has she lost all her memories of the divine world? Why can't Wushen remember things? She actually You need external methods to retain interest, memory is something you are born with.”

"I occasionally forget something, but I remember most important things. If I really can't remember, I still keep a diary."

The guardians of the realm have the habit of writing diaries. Most of them are summary records, so they are written directly in the record book.

"So..." Shu Mo paused slowly, a look of surprise appeared on her pretty face, and said to herself: "Goddess of Wu doesn't write a diary, and her memory is very poor. She needs everyone to leave a trace for her in the realm of memory. memory."

boom!

The sky above his head was changing, and suddenly there was a huge sound, like a world-destroying thunder exploding in his ears, and a dazzling light lit up. At the same time, there was a frightening soul impact. Shu Mo subconsciously turned the book of records Raise it above your head, then squat on the spot with your head in hand.

After a while, Shu Mo dared to stand up, touched his flat chest, and breathed a sigh of relief. His heartbeat had been much faster just now.

At this moment, a gentle voice came from the mist to the right, "Shu Mo, come here."

"Your Excellency Ye Lin!"

Shu Mo's big eyes lit up, excitement, grievance, fear, all kinds of emotions came up at once. She had been walking around for more than half an hour after coming in, but she still couldn't find an exit or anyone alive.

Shu Mo immediately followed the direction of the sound without hesitation. The moist mist automatically rolled to both sides around her. A pair of white stocking calves moved quickly, and the hem of her skirt clung to her thighs.

After running for more than a hundred meters, Shu Mo suddenly stopped and suddenly broke into a dark place. He looked stupidly at a twisted barbed vine in front of him, covered with human corpses, and a huge green tree three stories tall. The dryad calls...

"Shu Mo, come here."

"ah!"

A raging water bomb smashed over.

…

Ye Lin smiled and apologized sincerely to Shu Mo, who was still in shock and turned pale. The tree demon was a phantom, a man-eating tree that he had seen in a certain civilization that turned into a demon and could imitate the sounds he heard.

"Your Excellency Ye Lin, you...it's really great that you are okay. I heard Your Excellency Hermit say that you are about to die." Shu Mo sniffed, biting her little white teeth in her lips, and tried to hold it back in her eyes. Tears, the guardian of the earth cannot cry.

Shu Mo, who was in a state of excitement, didn't think about the politeness of his words. He straightened his expression and quickly poured out everything he wanted to say.

Lord Hermit is seriously injured, Wu Lan is besieged by monsters, and many earth veins in the God Realm have undergone some kind of corrupt distortion...

After finally finishing speaking a few minutes later, Shu Mo had time to look around and immediately noticed many strange and extraordinary things here.

First, there is a tree with lush branches, each leaf is incredibly green, and it is full of apple-like fruits. There is also a large bell tower with a clock inlaid. The hands move slowly in a circle, and a piece of it seems to have Beautiful crystals with countless facets were placed casually on the white jade table with a sword.

Shu Mo retracted her gaze and looked at Ye Lin expectantly, obviously expecting him to give him some useful advice.

Lord Hermit, Grandpa Grayson, and Master Scriben are all waiting for her to awaken the Mist God to end the current chaos in the God Realm.

This expectation and trust is a bit too heavy for a teenage child.

She came here anxiously, but she had nowhere to start. The white silk on her legs was wet with the mist, but she didn't even see the shadow of the God of Mist.

Shu Mo pursed her dull lips and made a huge, sacrificial decision. Slowly and forcefully, she said seriously: "Your Excellency Ye Lin, I...am a part of the God of Mist, right? If you let me If she returns to Wushen, will she become normal?"

As long as she can awaken the Mist God, she is willing to make sacrifices for it.

Ye Lin looked at Shu Mo, who was not tall, had a flat chest, and her slender calves were covered with white stockings. Her eyes full of determination but her trembling fingertips clearly and vividly showed that this girl was afraid, but was willing to fight for the sake of the divine world. sacrifice for the future.

Ye Lin asked: "Shu Mo, as long as you can awaken the God of Mist, you are willing to do anything?"

"Well, I'm willing to do anything!" Shu Mo replied sonorously, her fingertips no longer trembled, and the courage she mustered was more dazzling than the sun.

Ye Lin raised his hand and touched Shu Mo's soft sea-blue hair, and said with a smile: "You are indeed an excellent protector of the earth. I promise you."

Ye Lin pointed at the beautiful crystal on the table, which seemed to have countless facets. One of the facets lit up, projecting a mist-shrouded natural scene.

Inside, there is a woman with very beautiful features, wearing a pearl-white diagonal dress, extremely charming figure, and a temperament that is not stained by fireworks. She is standing in the sky at the highest point of the misty plateau, looking down at the White Sea Continent where she has lived for a long time. .

Her eyes were deep and beautiful, like rippling water in a lake, but they were filled with confusion that made people feel very distressed.

As if sensing their prying eyes, Wu Shen turned her head slightly and disappeared from the screen. A few seconds later, the mist rolled in, and she appeared very close to Shu Mo, only three or four meters away.

"Lord Wushen..."

Shu Mo opened her mouth to call softly. After seeing Wu Shen's cold and distant eyes at close range, a sad emotion suddenly surged in her heart.

That kind mist god, she no longer recognizes herself.

She hurriedly picked up the record book and pen, opened it, pointed at Ye Lin's table, and wrote:

"Dear Grandpa Grayson, when you read this letter, Shu Mo will already be a true and responsible guardian of the earth. Thank you for your nurturing grace over the years..."

"I cut Uncle Qiu Ge's hair..."

"I also saved a small amount of money and put it in...you can donate it to those in need on my behalf."

…

Seeing Shu Mo wiping her tears while writing a suicide note, Ye Lin couldn't help laughing. He realized that this girl still thought that saving the God of Wu required sacrificing herself, so she took the time to write a few suicide notes.

She was scared, but she remained determined.

The first suicide note was written to Grandpa Grayson.

Ye Lin laughed and said teasingly: "Stop writing it. Even if I fuse a hundred of you, it won't be able to replenish the memory of the Mist God. Besides, you are not actually a part of the Mist God."

"ah?"

"I read from Wu Shen's memory that you are actually a child who was...abandoned and then found by Wu Shen in the valley."