The treasure thieves of Teyvat rob Shenhe

After a hangover, Faramara and Sifos' relationship became closer, until a month later, when Faramara received a warning from her employer.

He thought about retiring, but he was too embarrassed to tell Sifos his true identity. He knew very well that once he entered the mercenary business, it would be very difficult to get out.

And even if he didn't kill Siphos, people still continued to assassinate him.

In that case, you will die at the hands of your brothers, and I will give you a quick death.

On the other side, Lin Ye and others arrived at the royal city.

Without any further deliberation, he went straight into the palace to meet Mahela and Siphos.

The guards seemed nothing to Linye and he sneaked in easily. The blind old man also had the invisibility talisman given by Shen He, so he did not fall behind.

It was an evening, and the setting sun was blood-red.

A large area on the palace platform was stained dark red, as if blood was seeping out.

Mahaila leaned against the jade railing, admiring the sunset alone, her shadow stretched out very long.

Three footsteps were heard from behind.

Mahaila turned around, surprised at the shadow guard's failure, and when she saw the familiar yet unfamiliar face, she showed a gloomy expression.

This does not mean that Mahaila is unhappy about Lin Ye Shenhe's appearance. Her mood is complicated and heavy, both happy and sad.

"Sister Shen He, Brother Lin Ye, why are you here? You should have informed me in advance so that I could send someone to pick you up." Mahaila restrained her emotions and smiled sweetly, as if she had forgotten her identity as a king.

"Where's Siphos?" asked the blind old man.

Mahaila glanced at the blind old man and sneered, "He is not in the royal city. He betrayed me and left me more than two months ago."

"And where is he? Are you not from Tuledula? The name of Siphos is very famous."

When Lin Ye heard this, he knew that he and Sifos had staggered. On the way here, he heard some rumors about the patron saint of Tuledula, and he replaced Sifos and the rumors spread, but he didn't take it seriously.

What does the blind old man's visit to Xifos have to do with him? He came here to resolve Shen He's knot in his heart and specifically to find Mahaila.

Lin Ye glanced at Shen He, indicating that she could say anything she wanted to say.

Shen He looked at Mahaila now. She was no longer as simple as before. She was now a charming and troublesome person, but also had the dignity of a queen. She was like a completely different person.

Mahaila noticed Shen He's gaze. She thought she had never changed. She loved Sifos as a lover and loved Shen He's sister as a friend. She just felt guilty for no reason when looking at the sister next door.

The atmosphere was depressing.

"Mahaira, I came to say goodbye to you."

"where are you going?"

"I'm going to a very far place. I'm afraid we won't be able to meet again in the future."

The expression on Mahaila's face froze, and anger rose in her heart.

Sister, are you going to betray me too?!

Mahaila did not love Shen He, but she was dependent on him. It was Shen He who first discovered her wandering and gave her a warm home.

Shen He had Lin Ye before, and Mahaila didn't hate Lin Ye, so naturally she wouldn't think of possessing her.

But now Shen He is leaving Mahaila, it is hard not to remind Mahaila of Sifos. The two people she loves deeply are both going to stay away from her...

What did i do wrong?

The soul of revenge fell, and the town spirit was infected with too many human desires. Mahaila forgot her original intention, or was stubborn. She thought nothing had changed, but in fact many things had changed.

Mahaila had a ferocious look on her face and gnashed her teeth. She was so angry that she couldn't breathe and her chest was motionless... Suddenly, Mahaila smiled like a flower.

"Okay, you all don't love me, but I still love you, Sifus, sister, let me choose again?"

“My answer is – all of them!”

"Where is the Shadow Guard!" Mahaila shouted sharply.

The shadow guards destroyed by Lin Ye were only a small part. With Mahaila's call, a large number of dead guards emerged from the shadows. They were silent and obeyed the Queen's orders.

These are the assassins that Mahaila trained using the power of the spirits, and they will absolutely obey the orders of their master.

"Sister Shen He, please stay here and live with Brother Lin Ye and me, just like before."

"I'll send someone to bring Sifos back tomorrow, and the four of us will be together forever, okay?" Mahaila said smilingly.

"This is wrong." Shen He said.

"Error?" Mahaila tilted her head.

She used her beauty to seduce the king, seize power, and overthrow the dynasty. Wasn't she always on the right track?

However, the first step was taken over by Sifos.

Shen He regretted not being able to help Mahaila let go of her paranoia, and didn't want to continue regretting it before leaving this world.

Lin Ye saw determination in Shen He's eyes, and he retreated with the blind old man on the edge of OB.

Shen He held Xizai for the first time in a long time, the tip of the gun shone coldly under the setting sun.

Lilupal is the town spirit that Lin Ye faces.

Mahaila is the town spirit that Shen He faces.

The former was redeemed.

The latter has no time.

Use one sentence to describe how heavy the rain was.

Stop fighting!

There was a heavy rainstorm in the distant Tuledula, as if it was an outlet for the energy. It poured down in torrents, and all things were in a frenzy, colliding with the falling rain.

Faramara likes this weather, which is suitable for hiding traces and covering up the smell.

But his sneak attack failed.

Sifos reacted in time and dodged the sword aimed at his heart, but he was still injured.

Surprised and incredulous, although Faramara concealed his face, Sifos recognized his good brother at a glance.

"Why!"

"Sorry, this is work."

The two men fought fiercely in the rain, like two wild beasts bound by fate. On the last day when the hunter of fate loaded his gun and fired, they bit each other, howled, and got angry. The blood was no longer blood, but the most beautiful paint to paint life.

kill!

kill! !

kill! ! !

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and a pale arc of light illuminated the earth.

Sifos was injured from the previous sneak attack and was no match for Faramara. He fell in a pool of blood. The people around him screamed and fled. Only Sifos and Faramara were left on the street.

The water-colored sword that housed the remnant soul of the Zhenling had dimmed. Sifos could not hear the noise of the remnant soul of the Zhenling, nor the surging of the rainstorm. There was a constant buzzing sound in his ears, which was deafness.

His body gradually grew cold, the wounds felt burning with pain, and an unprecedented feeling of weakness and exhaustion took over Sifos' body and mind.

Siphos' amber eyes lost focus as he looked up at the dark sky. The tears from the sky hit his face, sliding down along with his tears.

Faramara stepped forward and needed to cut off Sifos' head and take it back, otherwise there would be no proof that he had completed the task.

The blood-drinking sword is being washed clean by the heavy rain, and Faramara's soul can never be forgiven.

But seeing Sifos' miserable condition, Faramara couldn't bear it, and his great grief couldn't be stopped. He noticed Sifos's murmur, and immediately squatted down, helped him up, and leaned forward to listen.

"Mahala...Mahala..."

Faramara's eyes widened. Why did Siphos shout out Mahaila when he was dying? !

What is their relationship?

Faramara didn't believe that they were lovers in a tryst. As far as he knew, Siphos had never been to the royal city in his life, so how could he have an affair with Faramara?

Faramara thought of a guess. It could only be someone that Mahela met during her life in Tuledulla before she was offered as tribute to King Badar.

The moment she realized what was going on, Faramara sneered at Sifos's infatuation.

Siphos, you don't know how vicious Mahaila is! She is the most deceiving venomous snake!

At the same time, Faramara felt deep sympathy and compassion for Sifos. He stretched out his free hand to wipe Sifos's eyes.

However, Siphos suddenly regained his consciousness and grabbed Faramarra's arm, shouting angrily.

"Who are you!!"

Faramara was silent for a moment, feeling the pain in his arm, and out of pity, he revealed his true identity.

"I am Faramara, once a prince, once a king, now a killer, now a wanderer."

Then, Faramara saw a scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Seaforth was panicked, saying, "What the hell! What the hell!"

Then, Siphos burst into hysterical laughter, as if he was laughing at himself, at Faramarra, and at his helpless fate.

Finally, Sifos stared at Faramara and, using his last bit of strength, shouted.

"Faramara! I am—"

Before he could finish his words, Siphos covered his heart, spurted blood, and died with his head tilted.

Faramara felt horrified, shook Siphos's body, and roared unwillingly.

"Who are you!!"

Sifos could no longer answer Faramara's questions.

Corpses fell to the ground.

Shen He had no intention of killing and would disable as many people as possible, but she would attack her enemies with her teeth even if it meant losing their limbs.

Faramara said sadly.

"Why have we come to this? This is so sudden, I don't understand."

"Mahaila, I want to use my values to ask you to be a good person, no, at least not a bad person, but this idea is too arrogant. I never thought that I would have the day to preach."

"You and I are friends, so this should be my expectation and reminder. Try to understand human love and learn human love," Shen He said, "Your cognitive deviation from us is getting farther and farther, and the result is countless hostility and self-destruction."

After Mahaila heard this, before she could say anything, the blind old man let out an indescribable scream.

"Siphos is dead!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Siphos is dead, the last hope is dead..." The blind old man covered his head and wailed.

With the sudden condition of the blind old man, Lin Ye keenly sensed the abnormality of the world. This was a symptom of the uncontrollable pollution of forbidden knowledge in the Red King Trial!

The sound of the wind is mixed with inhuman whispers. The red color of the sky will collapse and distort at some point. The scene in front of you remains normal, but changes invisible to the naked eye quietly cover and gradually assimilate the entire world.

Lin Ye's skin felt slightly tingling, a sign of his awareness of danger.

The death of Siphos was such an unexpectedly heavy blow to the blind old man that he became mentally ill.

She has been observing for a thousand years, and somehow knows that Siphos is the only chance left in the godless age to prove that mortals do not need gods to live and live happily.

Now that hope is dashed, He is forced to "wake up."

The blind old man shed tears,

Nabu Marikata burst into tears.

The essence of the world is a dream of God. The obsession and expectation of the powerful demon god are combined with the knowledge and technology outside the world to verify and simulate a desert that has lasted for a thousand years.

The appearance of the blind old man changed drastically in the blink of an eye, and a beautiful goddess who would make even Mahela pale in comparison appeared. Her purple eyes were misty and like those of Patishalan, and she seemed to be about to cry.

Her face is as delicate and smooth as petals, exuding a charming fragrance. Her beauty, which even God cannot replicate, is as fragile as porcelain, making her very pitiful.

"Failed again." The flower god murmured to himself.

Lin Ye, who was present, had already anticipated the true identity of the blind old man, and so did Shen He. Only Mahaila didn't know and stared at the flower god infatuatedly.

The blood flowing in her body seemed to come alive. Incomparable happiness descended upon Mahaila's body and mind. Her soul was stirred. All her worries and depression were no longer important in front of the flower god and disappeared into thin air.

This is a sign that the lost child has found his loving mother, and the void in his heart has found the best filler.

The town spirits gave up their freedom, offered their true names, and were imprisoned in magic bottles to realize their fantasy, which was to awaken the goddess sleeping in the eternal oasis, the queen of the flower garden, and their mother - the flower goddess Nabu Marikata.