Yasmin lowered her voice and spoke almost with her lips.

"You mean...... Lord Fire Phoenix, who lives in the temple...... Yes, the devil is pretending?"

Xiu Lin nodded, her fingers quietly moved to the magic secret pistol resting on the old wooden table, Yasmin's eyes stared straight at her, it was a very delicate look without the slightest trust.

"Impossible...... I've seen it with my own eyes...... I've seen ...... I've seen ......" Yasmin's deep voice was like a dream, Mara knelt on the ground, covering her face and sobbing, Xiulin tried not to pay attention to her. Maybe I shouldn't have told Yasmin the truth, but now, I don't even have time to regret it.

"'God' can't be fake, she is, she's a fire phoenix that flew out of the sun, the priests have admitted it...... No, no, she's not fake, Zale said she was Lord Fire Phoenix, Zale said......"

Yasmin's breathing was chaotic, as if he was out of breath, and his face was blue. She hurriedly touched the handle of the door, as if she wanted to open the door, escape from here, and leave Xiulin...... Terrible monsters.

Xiulin's words were terrible, how could there be such a thing as a devil pretending to be Lord Huofeng! If Lord Huofeng was really a devil pretending, then Zale, who sacrificed for Lord Huofeng, wouldn't it be ...... Is it dead in vain?

Sacrificed for the future of his people, Zale was a hero to the Kui Rang, and when Lord Fire Phoenix personally ordered them to go outside the city in search of the "Strange Gem", he did not hesitate to go, and in the end, only a blood-stained turban was brought back by his companions. That day, Yasmin listened to them in tears as they told the story of Zale's fight with the monsters. Her heart ached as if she had been pinched hard, but she saw unwavering faith in the eyes of those people.

She wants to believe so, and this is also the belief that sustains her life. When the holy war is over, everyone will remember her Zale, remember her heroes, and all the people will be proud of the heroes who died.

But...... Why couldn't she reach the handle of the door? She tried to grab the handle, open the door, and rush out into the street shouting, but her hand moving wildly was empty again and again. Before she knew it, tears blurred her vision.

Xiulin did not continue to explain.

Right now. Anything is superfluous. She thought that if Yasmin chose not to trust her anymore, then it would be useless to explain it.

She wouldn't let Yasmin run out and call Jingwei over.

Her hand touched the ice-type magic magic weapon pistol.

“...... Mara, take out the suitcase under the bed. ”

Long. Yasmin gasped for breath. The dull gaze drooped. She leaned against the door panel and sat down slowly.

Xiulin looked at her silently, with extremely complicated feelings. It seems like a long time has passed. Touching was like warm water, gradually filling her chest.

Yasmin didn't seem to have the strength to stand up again.

But in the end, she chose ...... Do as Xiulin says.

In addition to being moved, Xiulin's heart also rose with a kind of empathetic sadness. In this city where she grew up, there are many, many people like Yasmin, many, many children like Mara, very stupid, but very innocent ordinary people.

There's another girl named Mara who lives here—

I can't wait any longer, I must do my best to let the demon who dared to pretend to be the fire phoenix show its original form! Xiulin gritted her teeth silently, this time, no matter what...... All have to ......

Mara swooped up, as if waiting for the words, and quickly moved out of the wooden box under the bed, which contained the clothes of mother and daughter. When she turned around, Mara's eyes were red with tears and cowardice and begging.

"Thank you, the disaster is almost over, this is my hometown, I will not abandon here. Xiulin squatted down and smiled solemnly at the little girl.

In the past few years, Xiulin felt like a different person.

is no longer the serious "prophet" she was at the beginning, from the moment she left Sand Eagle City, fourteen-year-old Xiulin made up her mind to choose the way of life according to her heart. Do what you want to do, say what you want to say, enjoy your life, be honest about your powerlessness, be honest about your selfishness, and be honest with yourself. In the eyes of others, Xiulin Joan of the Magic Alliance is a rather casual executor, and she does not do the task out of any sense of mission and responsibility, either because she needs to make money, or she is purely interested in the task itself. She is like a woman who lives only for herself, and no one knows that in the past, in her world, there was never a "self" in zài.

I feel like I've changed back to the old her, this place in Sand Eagle City, I really shouldn't have come......

Xiulin promised little Mara as if she had sworn an oath, and her tone was like the "prophet" Xiulin back then, with bitterness surging in her heart, but she didn't really regret it. There is no need to escape anything, and now Xiulin is no longer alone.

After a few words of advice to Yasmin's mother and daughter, Xiulin wrapped herself in a dark gray headscarf, put on a long woolen cloak, and stepped into the dark street again.

The two magic magic pistols are hung on the belt on the left side with a rope, which is easy to take out. Xiulin untied the rope on her right arm when she was changing clothes, I don't know if it was because her body was no longer feeling or if Yasmin's antidote had worked, in short, there was no pain or burning sensation. That's it, anyway, the heavy feeling of the origin magic power has never been blocked, and it is the same whether it is tied or not, and Xiulin doesn't want to lose a hand, if she can survive. She quickly flashed under the palm tree next to her, and it seemed that the Jingwei had left and had not returned.

However, Yasmin said that residents were not allowed to go out at night, and even if she changed her clothes, Xiulin could not swagger down the street, she listened carefully to the movements around her, carefully avoided the light of the oil lamp, and approached the canal little by little.

Suddenly.

A dazzling meteor crossed the night sky! The red light falling from the sky made Xiu Lin feel excited, and she subconsciously raised her head, and in an instant, she understood why these Kui people believed in the fake "Fire Phoenix Lord".

It was like the sun passing through the sky, so dazzling, so majestic, that people couldn't help but feel a sense of awe! For Xiulin, who was a magician, the flames and stars passing from the sky also brought a passing aura of origin magic, like a heavy knife piercing her heart, and her internal organs seemed to be filled with lead.

That demon...... Who is it?

A sharp instinct screamed and sent out a fine report. That demon was so strong that all of them together couldn't defeat it! Strong thoughts hit the top of her head hard, and her heart beat wildly, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. Xiulin hurriedly squatted down, she knew that she had to go out immediately, otherwise, she would be finished!. )