"Yuna, please ask God to lower his name!"

"My name of god?"

"Yes!"

Yuna raised her head and looked at Lin Dong longingly and said, "I will make an oath in your name of God."

“…”

Looking at Yuna with serious faces, Lin Dong paused and smiled, "My name is Tongtian, Tongtian Sword Immortal."

"Yuna is willing to make a vow in the name of Tongtian Sword Immortal, and she will block the Crusaders from Antepu in this life!"

Yuna swore to Lin Dong seriously.

The Antepu area (the later native chicken Gaziantep) belongs to the core area of ​​the Seljuk Empire, about 300 miles from Constantinople, the capital of the Byzantine Empire.

If the good man John, who is John II of the Byzantine Empire, wants to start a war, this area is definitely a must.

After recalling some deeds, Lin Dong smiled and nodded, "It's good to do it with your heart, don't worry too much about it."

No!

I will definitely do it!

Yuna promised in her heart.

Because this is her only way out.

On the earth where the gods shine, she has been regarded as a pagan and a witch. If she wants to live, she can only find new support from the gods.

This is the physical aspect.

Psychologically, it is even more important.

In a world where everyone can go to heaven or to heaven, she is the only one who has no spiritual sustenance.

Lin Dong's appearance gave her this opportunity.

In her opinion, if she wants to enter the Kingdom of God after death, she must do this well.

This is the only instruction given by the gods. If you can't even do this, Yuna really doesn't know what else she can do.

"Okay, go and do it."

Lin Dong didn't know what the woman opposite was thinking, and even if he knew, he wouldn't take it seriously...

What he taught to the other party was enough to make this woman survive.

As for the others, he really doesn't care much about it.

If it weren't for seeing Yuna so pious and without spiritual support, Lin Dong might not have appeared.

After all, the Crusades had nothing to do with him.

Whether that good man John can lead the army to take over the Middle East in one fell swoop has nothing to do with him.

At this time, he just wanted to go home.

Tired.

Tired.

I don't want to continue to stay in this strange land.

...

On that day, Lin Dong came to Damascus again. On the street, he saw Zhang Zeduan, who was crazy painting.

Compared with his time in Tokyo Bianliang, Zhang Zeduan now seems even more down and out, and seems to be a little worse than those serfs.

If it weren't for the protection of amulets, he would probably have been poor and sick, and might even have died long ago.

"Immortal Master, you are finally back..."

The moment Zhang Zeduan saw Lin Dong, tears fell to the ground without any mercy. He came to Lin Dong like crazy, sighing without any thoughts, and said with no eyes: "I want to go home."

"Okay, go home." Lin Dong patted Zhang Zeduan's shoulder, and without saying anything, he flew into the sky with his sword.

This time, he did not hide from anyone, and flew to the sky with his sword in the street.

It is precisely because of this that many people have seen this scene.

"god!"

"It's a god!"

"The god is here!"

“We will be free.”

"God, don't leave, please save your people in the world."

They are fanatical.

They are crazy.

They chased each other reluctantly.

Their faces were covered with tears.

They screamed wildly.

...

"Why don't you tell me that it was a god from the East?"

The Seventh Prince also knew about this, and he was extremely regretful that he did not leave Zhang Zeduan, but he felt that he was right, and he just felt that Almofa had deceived him.

“…”

Almofa was speechless.

The Seventh Prince looked at him hatefully, then waved his hand powerlessly, saying, "Leave my palace and never come in again."

From this day on, Almofa lost the protection of the Seventh Prince, and many forces in the city attacked him.

In this case, Almofa, helpless, could only sneak into the Crusaders.

Of course, what he didn't know was that while he was doing this, an assassin he had trained himself was staring at him with an extremely cold look.

Stay staring at him.

The eyes were cold and full of murderous intent.

He is Altaïr.

Assassin's Creed, officially begins.

On the other side.

Since the Nicea region (native chicken) was almost in decline, Yuna, who had already made an oath to Lin Dong, had to come to Damascus.

It is extremely coincidental that during an operation, Yuna met Altaï, who is among the top in strength and means.

The encounter between the two is destined to burst into endless sparks.

Unfortunately, all this is no longer so important to Lin Dong, who wants to go home.

...

Ten miles outside Bianliang City, behind a small hillside, accompanied by a whooshing sword light, two figures appeared in this rarely visited area.

"What a pity. If he could wake up early and I was not so anxious, I would probably still be able to get some cause and effect."

Lin Dong glanced at Zhang Zeduan with a complicated expression.

The guy who can obtain causal points is disappointed with the entire "outer" world.

Because of this, he was no longer willing to go to any country outside the Song Dynasty.

Lin Dong felt it was a pity, but he could only sigh helplessly.

He never forces others.

"I……"

Zhang Zeduan seemed to know that he had done something wrong. After returning to the Song Dynasty, the guilt in his heart also burst out.

Lin Dong waved his hand and said indifferently: "Okay, let's part here."

"Immortal Master!"

"Um?"

"sorry."

"Everything is over, no need to mention it."

Lin Dong waved his hand casually and left.

A story is over here.

Zhang Zeduan sighed with guilt in his eyes, raised his hand, and wanted to say something, but in the end he still said nothing.
To be continued...