The treasure thieves of Teyvat rob Shenhe

This profession does not carry the smell of blood. Although the blind old man has not killed for many years, sin follows him like a shadow and seeps into his scent. The intuitive Lin Ye can smell it. Rather than calling this old man a poet, it is better to call him an executioner or a butcher.

"Aye, Mahaila mentioned that there is a blind teacher in Xifos." Shen He whispered.

"Sifos should be in the City Lord's Mansion right now. Do you need me to take you to find him?"

"My eyes are not in good condition, I will just wait here, thank you for your help."

If you have eye problems, how dare you go out alone? You should know that there are no blind sidewalks in Tuledula.

Lin Ye went to the City Lord's Mansion to find Xifos, and Shen He stayed there to look after the blind old man.

The blind old man talked about the topic just now with Shen He.

“…People will blindly rely on the decisions of gods. They will actively stifle their own growth. People have rich emotions and unlimited potential. Many great achievements can always be accomplished by someone even without the help of gods.” said the blind old man.

Shen He had no intention of discussing grand topics with the blind old man. She was just complaining to Lin Ye just now, and it was obviously impolite for the blind old man to join in.

Therefore, Shen He did not refute.

The blind old man also "saw" Shen He's thoughts. He did not have the bad habits of other old men who liked to preach endlessly.

There was silence.

Although Shen He was unwilling to discuss the legitimacy of the existence of gods, she was curious about Xifus's past. Since the blind old man was his master, he should know him very well.

In response to Shen He's inquiry, the blind old man said in a deep voice.

"Siphos is a good boy. I have devoted all my knowledge to train him. He is destined to be extraordinary. I will compose an epic poem for him."

The blind old man regards Xifos as the protagonist of destiny, the chosen one, and the answer he gives to Shen He's question is also profound. Shen He wants to know more about Xifos's usual personality and understand the blind teacher's opinions.

There was another moment of silence.

Until Lin Ye brought Xifos over.

"Master?!"

Sifos was shocked to see his teacher again. It was his teacher who asked him to go to the Sapphire City, saying that there were opportunities for him there.

As expected, I met Mahaila...

"Siphos, my child," the blind old man reached out and touched Siphos's cheek and shoulder, "You have become stronger, which is good."

"What do you want from me?" asked Siphos.

He was very ashamed. If his master wanted him to take care of him in his old age and see him to the end of his life, Sifos would have no objection, but unfortunately his master came at the wrong time and he would soon leave Tuledula.

"Siphos," the blind old man said mysteriously, "your destiny has changed, so I came to Tuledula to find out what happened. What happened?"

"Ah this..."

Seaforth couldn't say it.

Lin Ye had never expected that this blind old man was a half-immortal. He asked curiously, "What is the fate of Xifus?"

The blind old man said, "I see the future of Siphos. It is full of praise. He is loved and becomes the protector of Tuledula. What lies ahead is darkness. The fate of a king cannot be trespassed or glimpsed by mortals. This is the limit of my ability."

When Lin Ye heard this, he felt that this was not a good sign. The person died and the future was dark.

"Master, I fell in love with a girl." Sifos hesitated and whispered.

"Love is the ivy of life, which keeps it evergreen." The blind old man was not surprised.

Seaforth leaned over to whisper in the blind old man's ear, explaining the situation, but he didn't mention that he was going to transform without taking the little boy's mother with him.

Sifos knew that his master had always wanted him to revive his homeland, and his master should not object if he killed the king of the Organa dynasty with his own hands.

"Mahaila...Mahaila, I saw her fate...You had a brief contact with her, and finally separated, and you will never meet again."

Siphos's face darkened. Does this mean that he and Mahela cannot be together?

The blind old man insisted that Siphos stay in Tuledulla, follow his destiny and embrace the great future, but Siphos would never allow Mahira to put herself in danger. His sense of belonging to Tuledulla was not as strong as his love for Mahira.

"There are still three days left, we can talk slowly." Lin Ye advised.

The blind old man shook his head.

"When I was young, I followed the previous king, offered advice to the overlord, and helped him crush many city-states. This made me extremely regretful. They were not the founders of civilization, but the destroyers."

"Siphos is the last hope of the desert, the master of the key to the divine revelation, the heir to the eternal oasis."

"Eternal Oasis? Didn't it disappear into the desert with the fall of the Scarlet King?"

"This is the place that the flower god promised to humans. It will not disappear. It is waiting for its new owner to restart it. People will build a new paradise there."

The Key of the Epiphany is a sacred object from the homeland of Siphos. Legend has it that it was given by the flower goddess and is the key to unlocking the eternal oasis.

However, when the country of Xifus was founded, the flower god had already fallen, and the origin of the Key of Divine Manifestation may be a legend, but it is indeed a real key, and it is a pair with Lin Ye's Red Sand Staff.

Lin Ye became interested in the Key of the Holy Manifestation, and went back to Xifos's house with him to take it out and observe it, and then it resonated with the Staff of Red Sand.

In the eyes of the blind old man, this was fate. Paradise would begin with Siphos' generation, so he became more determined that Siphos could not leave Tuledula.

Sifos didn't want to go against his mentor's wishes, but he couldn't give up Mahaila. He felt very uncomfortable being caught between the two.

Lin Ye proposed a solution. He would pretend to be Sifos and get away with it. In terms of hiding his identity, Lin Ye was confident that he could deceive the blind old man who was a mortal.

Sifos agreed to this suggestion, as it saved him from having to find an excuse to resign by telling his godfather that the world was big and he wanted to go see it.

Three days later, Mahela left Tuledulla with Siphos following her secretly.

At the Seaforth home, the blind old man sighed.

"Just because I'm blind doesn't mean I can't see that my apprentice is someone else in disguise."

On the other side, Sifos took out the hypnotic incense that Lin Ye had given him as a gift...

Chapter 641 Brother, you smell so good

Hypnotic incense, the raw materials are taken from a destroyed area in the desert, and the production method was lost during the tyrant's conquest. Nowadays, there are only a handful of people who understand and own it.

Lin Ye happens to be one of them.

He taught Sifos how to use the incense, and secretly gave the sachet that could neutralize the hypnotic effect of the incense to Mahela. The reason was simple: to prevent a crazy and heartless Japanese plot.

For example: "Hypnosis ツンデレは abdominal  袱镫荬Δdan达敜戳ⅳ gun揞^をさげ下げられた"

Mahaila didn't care about this. She didn't think Sifos had the courage to do so.

Furthermore, Mahaila felt that she loved Siphos deeply and offered her soul to be loyal to love. In this case, what else could Siphos ask of her?

Siphos hypnotized the entire delegation and gave them emergency training on the way to the royal city. After a two-month journey, he and Mahaira arrived at the capital of the Organa Dynasty.

There is no need to describe its prosperity in detail. This city, built with the most resources from all the desert countries, is aligned with the historical pearl, the city of Gur. Naturally, it is divided into the upper city and the lower city.

The delegation went straight to the palace without stopping.

The messenger handed Mahira over to the head maid of the palace, who taught Mahira the court etiquette of a slave. The messenger planned to have Mahira, dressed in powder and gorgeous clothes, go on stage on King Badar's birthday in a few days to stun the audience and win his favor.

The real Mahira disguised herself, tied up her long hair, and wore tight clothes. Due to the barrenness of a certain part of her face, she looked like a seductive man after putting on makeup. She claimed to be the brother of "Mahaira" (Siphos) and asked for a job to enter the palace.

Seaforth Daily Self-Hypnosis:

The proud Siphos is enduring humiliation, and the light will surely come, when the time comes, he and Mahaila will live together forever, the envy of them all!

The light has not yet arrived, but the cunning 1 is approaching.

This man was Faramarz, the son of King Badar. One day, he was strolling around the palace and ran into Siphos who was undergoing etiquette training.

Siphos bowed his head to Faramas, who ordered him to raise his head.

Sifos raised his head and looked directly at Falamas. There was no inferiority complex on his face. His purple eyes were calm, which in Falamas' eyes was like a pool of autumn water, very beautiful.

What a great-girl!

Faramas felt that he had fallen in love. He was an uneducated and dissolute man who thought he had found his true love. So, he curled his lips and the head maid was surprised. The prince had not laughed so happily for a long time.

Faramarz had an average relationship with his father. He was "overly worried" about the possibility of the dynasty's collapse and advised King Badal to treat his people well, but was whipped as a result.

This great humiliation made Falamarz so furious that he became furious.

Please, the father is the leader of the son. How can he, a powerless prince, resist his father with a bad temper?

Better to live a life of drunkenness and dreams.

People who take love seriously are always cautious and ambiguous. He did not use his position to take Sifos away by force, but asked Sifos's name.

"Mahala".

Oh! How well this name suits his name, Pharamaz.

Falamas was planning to act out a scene where a domineering president falls in love with me. Sifos looked at Falamas, who was smiling like a crooked-mouthed dragon king, and felt sympathy for him. Even a noble prince could not get rid of his brain-damaged illness?

On King Badar's birthday, there were delicious food and music.

The old and fat King Badar slept directly on his bed. Ten slaves carried the jewel-encrusted bed on their shoulders and brought it to the banquet venue, where he drank with his ministers and envoys from vassal states.

As the shows ended one after another, King Badar lost interest and couldn't muster any energy!

At this time, a dancer came onto the central stage. Her face was covered with a blue veil as thin as a cicada's wing. She stood tall and graceful, but her slender waist and thin arms held a blue sword. This contrast was very impressive.

King Badar was in high spirits. As a king, how could he be frightened by the dancer holding a sword? If he were an older King Badar, he would have the delusion that "there are always villains who want to harm me."

Now, he used his eyes, which had seen countless people, and were as sharp as a sand fox, as if he wanted to see through the veil on Mahaila's face and see the beauty's true appearance.

The dancer who appeared on the stage was naturally Mahaila, not Siphos. Only Mahaila, who had practiced for many years and had mastered the Seven-fold Sword Dance of Zhenling, could perform it smoothly and stunningly.

People who are naturally good-looking look beautiful in anything they wear. Mahaila used to dress very simply, but this time the envoy spent a lot of money to decorate Mahaila at all costs.

The clothes are fragrant and the hair is beautiful,

Gorgeous clothes,

A beauty of national beauty.

Tonight, Mahaila is like a sapphire that has been washed clean of dust, sparkling brightly under thousands of grand lights, an impeccable beauty that is stunningly beautiful.

Before people could see Mahaila's true face, they were already looking forward to a glimpse of her when the veil fell.

Sifos, who had returned to his male body, hid in the dark, staring at the dancing girl without blinking.

The moonlight-colored sword had concealed its former sharpness, as if it were a dispersed halo.

Mahaila's sword dance was restrained, but at this moment she revealed a rare tenderness, with a graceful and charming figure.

As if it had come as expected, as if the evening breeze was understanding, the light breeze blew away the veil on Mahaila's face, revealing a face that was incredibly beautiful after light makeup. Everyone held their breath for a moment at the dancer's true appearance.

Mahaila is definitely an actress of movie queen level. Although she is sexually apathetic, she can still perform in a charming and affectionate manner, which makes people feel soft.

Zhenlings are neither elves nor fairies, but they will never lose to any race that is outstanding in beauty.

On King Badar's birthday, countless rare treasures could not compare to Mahaila's smile.

Whether you are plain or pretty, a girl wearing a well-fitting dress and showing off her talent will be ten times more beautiful in the eyes of any boy! Moreover, Mahaila is so beautiful.

The same goes for boys.

Sifos felt extremely complicated. He wished that Mahaila would dance this dance for him alone, instead of to please a fat pig!

King Badar, you have already received your death!

Besides Sifos, there was another person who felt heartbroken.

He is Prince Pharamaz.

The moment Mahaila appeared, Faramaz recognized her at a glance and prayed in his heart that his father would not fall in love with Mahaila.

After the dance, Faramarz turned his head to look at his father, and his heart sank.

King Badar's expression was like Dong Zhuo's soul being hooked out of his body when he saw Diao Chan.

King Badar asked Mahela's name and ordered his attendants to take Mahela to his bedroom to "await her fate."

Faramarz hesitated and said nothing.

Since Mahaila's sword dance, King Badar's mind was obviously not on other programs. He just wanted to finish it quickly and return to the bedroom to pamper the beauty.

Siphos left silently. He hypnotized the guards, sneaked into King Badar's bedroom, and exchanged identities with Mahaila.

At this time, Mahaila was sitting on the edge of the bed, her makeup still on, like an alluring fairy. Siphos stared at her like a wolf, and the latter tilted his head.

Suddenly, Siphos rushed forward and knocked Mahaila down, biting her red lips and forcefully pried open a row of her pearly teeth, like a cruel invader.

After the passionate kiss, Mahaila's cheeks flushed and her eyes were seductive.

Sifos put one hand around Mahaila's soft waist and the other hand groped her white back. He stretched his neck and bit Mahaila's neck wildly, licking it while speaking vaguely.