Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

"Miss Yun, you..."

"Seeing how ugly I look, are you satisfied?"

Yun Siqing smiled sadly, threw the guqin to the ground with a cry, and turned around in despair.

However, when she was about to leave without looking back, Xiao Lin firmly grasped her hand and forced Yun Siqing back with an irresistible domineering force.

"Miss Yun, you are a little too despised of Xiao Lin when you say this, right?"

Xiao Lin said indifferently: "Don't forget, you said at the beginning that you will follow in my footsteps for the rest of your life, unimpeded, and unswerving until you die."

"In Nanzhou, after I returned from the underwater empire, you left without saying goodbye."

"Do you still want to treacherous and leave me now?"

Xiao Lin's words were like a sharp knife, and every word deeply pierced Yun Siqing's heart, causing her eyes to shed two clear tears, and she couldn't help crying loudly.

"Young Master Xiao, how can I, Yun Siqing, be the kind of person who speaks no promises and renounces righteousness?"

"But, such an ugly and terrifying me, what right do I have to follow your side..."

"Appearance is nothing more than a skin that is valued by ordinary people."

Xiao Lin held Yun Siqing's hand and said earnestly: "What I admire is your piano skills that have come to the fore most, and your clear, spotless, kind heart."

"What's more, if I can see you here, it means that you are a dead person. Why can't you break free from the shackles of the world?"

After that, Xiao Lin opened his arms and gently embraced Yun Siqing in his arms.

"No matter what you look like, in my mind, you will always be the kind, innocent, and honest piano fairy!"

Yun Siqing's delicate body was trembling violently, buried in Xiao Lin's warm embrace, and couldn't help sobbing non-stop.

Xiao Lin always patted Yun Siqing on the back while softly soothing.

It took a long time before he finally calmed Yun Siqing's emotions and stopped the woman from crying, and sat down with him with red eyes.

"Miss Yun, talk to me."

Xiao Lin said indifferently: "Why did you pass away, and your face, and who was it hurt to look like this?"

Lifting the wound on her face, Yun Siqing's pupils trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but shed tears again.

Xiao Lin suddenly couldn't help but slapped himself severely. This mouth of his own was really nothing but a brain.

"Anyway, let me help you heal the injury on your face first."

Xiao Lin smiled and said, "I hope this will make your heart feel a little better."

"Shui Ling, the rain falls from the sky!"

Immediately, Xiao Lin's eyes condensed, his hands condensed with pure blue light, and soft blue waves flowed out, like gentle fingers, gently stroking Yun Siqing's face.

However, the rain from the sky lasted for a long time, but the wound on Yun Siqing's face showed no signs of retreat, as if it had been integrated with the skin of the face.

"How is this going?"

Xiao Lin couldn't help being stunned. "The rain from the sky can heal any serious injury in the world. It stands to reason that these slight injuries should be easily healed in a moment..."

"Young Master Xiao, it's useless."

Yun Siqing smiled sadly and shook his head, and said bitterly, "These injuries are not caused by people."

"It's... the punishment given to me by the gods."

"The punishment the gods bestowed on you?"

Xiao Lin's pupils shrank slightly and said in shock, "Miss Yun, what do you mean by this?"

"Young Master Xiao, didn't you just ask how I died?"

"Like these scars on my face, my humble life was also terminated by the gods."

Immediately Yun Siqing choked up and said, Xiao Lin finally knew the truth.

It turned out that Xizhou encountered a disaster when he first came to Fengdu Ghost City.

In addition to Zhongzhou, among the five major states of the Cangwu Continent, Xizhou was the first major state that swore allegiance to Xiao Lin and was willing to merge into The Netherworld.

Therefore, without Xiao Lin noticing it, the Protoss sent three thousand Divine Armament to the world, almost bloodbathing the entire Xizhou.

Commanding these three thousand Divine Armaments are the two god-tier kings who besieged Xiao Lin in the Tomb of the Living Dead-Venus, the god of beauty, and Hermes, the god of good and evil.

At that time, Yun Miaobi and his subordinates were in Zhongzhou, and Xizhou could say that there was not even a master who could escape to report.

Coupled with the cruelty of the methods of the Protoss, and the strength beyond imagination, in just half an hour, Xizhou was transformed into a purgatory on earth with corpses all over the country.

"I had just returned to Xizhou when I saw those gods killing everywhere, and I subconsciously wanted to stop it."

"For the gods, a weak woman of mine is as insignificant as dust. Her face was destroyed by the beauty god Venus, and her life was finally ended."

After Xiao Lin listened carefully to Yun Siqing's words, his eyes almost burst into flames.

"That is to say... the Protoss washed the entire Xizhou with blood while I was not paying attention?"

"Xizhou originally had tens of millions of people, but after the slaughter of the gods, there were only less than a hundred people left."

Yun Siqing had a bitter face and lowered her head guiltily, "I'm sorry, Young Master Xiao, I blamed me for being too weak."

"If I could escape to report to you at that time, maybe Xizhou would not have suffered such heavy casualties..."

"No, you are not to blame."

Xiao Lin shook his head, his voice was still gentle and gentle, but the murderous aura he couldn't stop was eager to come out, causing the entire inn to become chilly.

It's no wonder that when I first came to Fengdu Ghost City, I ran into Su Xue who was hunted down by the Abyssal Dragon outside the city.

It turned out that Xizhou had been slaughtered by the Protoss at that time.

And Su Xue was also one of the thousands of innocent people killed by the Protoss.

"These humble and shameless Protoss, who are not fully sure that they can deal with me, they will kill my people and these innocent people."

Xiao Lin slapped a palm on the table, and instantly turned the hard pearwood Eight Immortals table into powder.

"If this revenge is not reported, I, Xiao Lin, swear not to be a man!"

Xiao Lin's murderous aura spewed out uncontrollably, causing Yun Siqing on the side to tremble suddenly and slumped directly on the ground.

"Xiao...Young Master Xiao..."

"Sorry, Miss Yun."

A foul breath grew from the corner of Xiao Lin's mouth, and he helped Yun Siqing up, "Just after hearing this news, I really can't control my own emotions."

"All the folks in Xizhou are innocent. They just lost their peaceful and peaceful life because they trusted me, and were brutally killed by the Protoss..."

"Actually, Young Master Xiao, you don't have to be too sad."

Girl Yun smiled bitterly: "In fact, before the protoss, they uttered cruel words throughout Xizhou, asking the people of Xizhou to surrender to them, and telling where you are hiding will save you from death."

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