Arad's crooked savior

"Master Moen? Because your condition is unstable, I can only tie you up. I'm sorry."

His burly and strong body was tightly bound under a kapok tree by a colorful elemental chain, making him unable to move.

"It doesn't matter……"

Moen's eyebrows were downcast, and his mood was low. His voice did not have the murderous intent and coldness it had when he had made breakfast, but it sounded good and hoarse and dry.

Half conscious, half mad, he was obviously in the former state now.

"By the way, did I hurt someone again?"

"No, I knocked you out in time." Ye Lin spread his hands and didn't say that the person you wanted to hurt was me. I was confused.

Mavis shook her head. It seemed that the other party's current state was not in a bad state. When he was in another state of madness, he couldn't even remember clearly.

"Thanks……"

Leaning his back on the kapok tree, Moen slowly closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath, as if he was glad that no one was hurt because of him, and also seemed helpless.

Although his real age should be that of a healthy man, Moen now looks like a dying old man, with his breath lingering like a candle in the wind.

The sunlight had already penetrated Sunan City, crossed the wall of Feng Ling's house, and reflected quietly on a bloodless face, seeming to have a touch of tranquility.

Just as Ye Lin was pondering whether to hand over the other party directly to the anti-demon group in the future, Moen, with his eyes closed, suddenly said:

"Donor, you seem to be very strong. Can I ask you a favor?"

"What's up?"

He didn't say yes or no. The two of them had only met for a morning, and their conversation in a sober state lasted only a few minutes.

"Seduce me with your demonic things, and then kill me."

The request, which sounded incredible, came out of Moen's mouth, filled with endless vicissitudes of life, without any waves, only exhaustion.

"Why?" Ye Lin asked with a frown.

It seems that Moen's memory is not completely fuzzy. He seems to only remember three points. Is this sense of loss due to the smell of hell?

"When I am confused, send me away and I will feel less pain."

"However, there is no deep hatred between you and me, so I probably can't help you with this matter."

Ye Lin spread his hands, indicating that it was not easy to negotiate.

A person who went astray and acted in extreme ways because his disciple was killed. He was a bit paranoid and would be killed when he encountered evil. Maybe there might be a way to save him.

Moreover, Guyu, who was holding a Zen staff, had not yet responded with an answer as to whether it could be done.

"My soul is on the edge of the underworld. Neither life nor death, nor death nor life, affects my sanity. Why don't you call the Xuzu Anti-Devil Group, Guangyuan or Xinzang."

Moen's face was thin and expressionless, but Ye Lin still saw a deep sense of regret and misguided remorse.

Mavis quietly tugged on his sleeve and gestured to go to the side to talk. Only Gu Yu was still frowning and carefully feeling the coldness of Moen's Zen staff.

"He may be hopeless. His body has been almost invaded by the breath of the underworld, and it has been in this state for too long. Yuena may not be able to purify the breath without hurting his body."

As the messenger of Hades Usil, Mavis's words are absolutely convincing. Moen's condition is not optimistic and is in danger.

"Then it's still possible? Resurrection coins?"

He wanted to reach for Mavis's soft little hand, but was easily avoided with a gesture of lifting her hair, and she glared at him with a cold face.

"Resurrection coins probably won't work either. His current state is more like a door to the underworld. That's fundamental." Mavis sighed.

"forget about it."

Ye Lin didn't want to worry too much about how to deal with Moen. At most, if Gu Yu really didn't have any ideas, he could just give it to the Xu Ancestor Anti-Magic Group in the afternoon and be done with it.

Although he is also a poor man, Moen in his mad state is indeed too dangerous.

Moreover, Mavis, as the messenger of Hades Usiel, can actually summon the breath of the underworld to help Gu Yu complete the realm breakthrough. Moen is just a better and more convenient substitute.

…………

During lunch, Siatt and the others did not come back from shopping. They probably ate on the street. Instead, a rather unexpected person came back.

The head of the family wind chimes, and Nuo Yu, who is wearing a veil and holding a folding fan.

However, as if he had expected him to be here, Nuo Yu smiled elegantly, with a little bit of joy, and joked: "Sir, the news about His Majesty's Suzaku headdress has been posted for several days. Are you ready?" As a collection?"

Feng Zhen is a highly respected Nian Qi master who also serves in the Xuzu royal family. Feng Ling once said that her brother had been sad for a long time because of the death of King Xian.

So he was not surprised at all that Nuo Yu could come back with Feng Chime.

"Haha, I've been busy these past few days, but I forgot about it." Ye Lin patted his forehead, pretending to be annoyed.

"Forgot? Your Majesty will be very sad if he hears this reason."

On the other side, Feng Ling spread his hands to him and said that Nuo Yu came here on his own initiative and was not invited by himself. He just said that you might come.

He took another look at Moen who was sitting quietly under the kapok tree, and asked Xiaoyu who this person was. He had never seen him before.

"So sir, when are you going to see His Majesty Askar?"

There were stone tables and benches in the corner of the yard. Nuo Yu took a pot of hot water, took out tea leaves from the small pocket of the silk clothes around her waist, and skillfully brewed a cup of green tea.

Jade hands are mixing tea, and just watching this process is pleasing to the eye.

Moreover, Ye Lin recognized this kind of tea. It was the top-quality tea he asked for from Meiya when Nuo Yu left last time. Unexpectedly, the other party still kept it.

"After handling Moen's matter, I will go to see His Majesty the King."

Nuoyu's folding fan suddenly trembled. She was obviously surprised by Moen's name, but her excellent self-control made her respond with a calm smile.

Her gentle and elegant temperament can make even the most picky person about memory unable to point out any faults.

"When you first came to Suran City, I tracked down the master's dojo, but unfortunately, the master and the others went fishing."

There was a small sigh on her lips, and she remembered that Xi Lan asked her for a drink yesterday, and she felt a headache.

Due to Xi Lan's lazy character, the dojo has long been unable to make ends meet. Now it has to entertain guests from far away, A Ganzuo.

It's not that she feels sorry for the money she spent to buy wine, but that Xi Lan suffered from injuries when she was young. It's okay to have a few drinks, but frequent drunkenness will inevitably cause irreversible damage to the body.

"I usually try to add some vinegar, salt, etc., but Master is an alcoholic and doesn't care at all."

They were just chatting with each other on weekdays, and Nuo Yu slowly let go of her dignity and elegance, and instead acted like a big girl complaining about disgust.

Sipping the fragrant tea, the porcelain teacup lightly collided with the stone table. When Nuoyu saw that the cup was empty, he immediately raised his hand and filled it up.

"I do have a method, maybe I can give it a try." Ye Lin suddenly said.

"Nuo Yu, I'm all ears."

He took out a bottle of wine with a simple packaging and placed it on the stone table. It didn't look like something very expensive, and Nuo Yu was a little confused.

But when she saw the name of the wine, her pretty face suddenly changed slightly, and she lost her voice: "Water of life? 96 degrees!"

Although the scope of application is very low, Nuoyu still knows that this kind of liquor is a high-quality liquor that has gone through dozens of processes. One glass of it can make people feel butterflies in their stomachs and make their throats burn.

If it was Xi Lan's habit of drinking heavily, he would probably have to ask a professional team to bury him immediately to avoid the heat and stinky weather.

"Sir, this is a bit..."

Nuo Yu's beauty was a little pale. Although she didn't like her master Xi Lan's alcoholism and drunkenness, she wouldn't let him go completely after just one glass of wine.

Moreover, Xi Lan has a keen sense of smell, so this kind of wine may not be able to deceive him.

"Don't worry, I learned some techniques from the proprietress of the Moonlight Tavern. I mixed it with special materials and disguised it as ordinary liquor. This ensured that Xi Lan wouldn't have any abnormality after drinking it. However, he would get drunk in one sip and didn't know anyone else's affairs. Even if he was stripped naked and thrown into the street, he wouldn't be able to wake up. Come on, if he asks you for a drink next time, just add a little of this..."

When Nuo Yu heard this, he patted his chest lightly and breathed a sigh of relief: "Sir, this little lady is really ashamed of herself."