Genshin Impact: I am the Envoy of Winter

The wound was so severe that the wound was still alive.

Bai Luo was already half dead when he was pulled out.

If he was pretending before, he was really dead now.

Hard! Really hard! The blood was gushing out, higher than when he stabbed himself, like a fucking high-pressure water gun. If Qiqi hadn't been using magic to keep him alive, he would have bled to death.

Sure enough, you can't offend medical students.

In any case, his condition was indeed under control, and the originally hideous wound had been sutured. He just had to wait for him to recover.

This also made Bai Luo miss the traveler's system.

A few sweet flower-stuffed chicken and a Teyvat fried egg can give you a new life, which is much better than his broken system. He doesn't even give you a blood bottle, so stingy.

The steamroller was replaced with a useless broken knife.

Give me back the steamroller!

Give me back Dio!

Give me back my youth!

After stitching...bandaging the wound for Bai Luo, Bai Shu drove the Ninth Company of the Fatui back.

Bai Luo's situation could not be taken care of by those rough men. He knew how hard the needles were.

If he died outside, he would be in big trouble.

So he arranged Bai Luo in the ward of Bubulu and planned to take care of him personally.

To be honest, Bai Shu still has some compassion as a doctor.

Not only did he arrange the best room for Bai Luo, but he also applied the herbs himself, without letting anyone else handle it.

After applying the herbs, Bai Luo was able to get out of bed.

So there was another sad person under the rainy eaves.

Two people, one big and one small, sat on the doorstep, holding the wind slime that had split into two and was much smaller, looking at the rain with disappointment.

One was idle, the other was in pain.

After the rain stopped, the two began to stare at each other, as if they were playing a game of who would lose if they blinked first.

My eyes are so sore...

Bai Luo was not like Qi Qi, and his eyes started to become sore after staring for a while.

But at the moment he blinked, two fingers had already enlarged in his sight.

"Ah——"

After catching the wind slime that was almost scared away because of the disturbance, Qi Qi looked at Bai Luo who was rolling on the ground with his eyes covered, and couldn't help sighing.

"It really hurts."

"......"

In the evening, Tartaglia came, but all the weapons he usually carried were gone, leaving only the bow hidden behind him that Bai Luo was very familiar with.

"Where are your weapons?"

While drinking the medicinal porridge specially prepared by Bai Zhu for him, Bai Luo asked curiously.

In his impression, Tartaglia of Teyvat continent is proficient in all kinds of martial arts and can play with everything, so he has a lot of weapons hidden on his body.

What happened today?

Has he opened his eyes?

"......Guess."

Looking at the bow hidden behind him, Tartaglia's resentment has almost materialized. If Bai Luo was not a patient at this time, he would have shot the other party's head.

Why did he say such a bad word and swore such a poisonous oath?

"Guess or not."

"I guess, guess."

"You guessed wrong."

"......"

Tadalia sighed softly. If Bai Luo used his bickering skills in other places, why would he be like a bullied young wife, lonely and sleepless every night.

"I won't talk to you about this. I want to ask you something."

After confirming that the people near the ward were all the Fatui brought by him, Tartaglia lowered his voice and whispered.

"Go ahead."

Bai Luo also put away his playful smile and his expression became serious.

Because when Tartaglia was like this, he usually had something to ask him, not to fight with him.

"Who is that Zhongli?"

It is difficult for Liyue people to be bribed, especially in a special place like the Rebirth Hall. Except for a very small number of people, most people joined the Rebirth Hall out of respect for the dead.

But after Tartaglia's unremitting efforts, he finally pried open the door and found out some things.

This Zhongli was brought back by their hall master Hu Tao. His identity, place of origin, and age are unknown. He is a handsome guy with no identity, no birthplace, and no age.

But his insights on funeral ceremonies are not inferior to those of the previous hall masters. He even knows a thing or two about things that even the hall masters don’t know.

For example, the unheard-of sky burial.

Therefore, his status in the Wangsheng Hall has also risen all the way, and some of the older generation of Wangsheng Hall are also very pleased.

Reward him.

Some people who were worried had reported the matter to Tianquan Star, but that person didn't seem to care about the appearance of this kind of person in Wangsheng Hall, or...she knew who this person was.

So this unknown Zhongli was accepted by everyone.

"Why are you looking for him?"

Bai Luo looked at Tartaglia with a strange expression and asked.

With me alone, do you still think the burden is not heavy enough? If you add the emperor, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it.

"He beat up our people of the Fatui, how could he let him go easily?"

Tadalia slapped the table and said righteously.

In fact, he was just a little curious about how Zhongli could stab three times with great accuracy when Bai Luo was invisible.

Challenging the strong and enjoying the fun of fighting have always been his goals.

"So good to me?"

Bai Luo looked at Tartaglia unexpectedly and said.

He said he was very touched and planned to ask the young master to help pay the bill next time and the next time.

"But you asked the wrong person. I don't know his situation either."

Zhongli's affairs must not be told to Tartaglia.

It's not that I'm afraid of Zhongli getting into trouble, but I'm afraid of this stubborn young master getting into trouble.

Zhongli now just has the idea of ​​retiring. He still has all his divine power. If the young master takes out his divine heart, he might die more miserably than the lady.

At least the lady can still have a week, but if Tartaglia takes action, she can only go to Guyun Pavilion to accompany a group of demons.

Maybe a year later, there will be a little yellow-haired guy with a flying emergency food, and he and Zhongli will drop a salt pot here.

Tsk tsk... salt-baked duck.

As for the Golden House...

Damn, the boss of the Golden House won't become me, right?

What will I drop?

Five-star instructor set? Famous sword guard? Steel wire? Little Kelai?

Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.

"But the people from the Ninth Company said you know each other."

The people from the Ninth Company reported the situation to him, saying that after the two of them exchanged pleasantries, they went to Wuwangpo.

When he came back, the instructor looked like this.

"Our people disturbed the business of that old man Zhou, and he seemed to be unable to stand it and wanted to take action. As you know, the Ninth Company is the direct subordinate company of our old boss Gongji, so I took all the responsibility myself."

Bai Luo's explanation was correct. They did ruin Uncle Zhou's business at that time, and Zhongli also showed signs of taking action.

"Then you were stabbed three times by him?"

"Well... I stabbed him twice, and we stabbed him in the same place."

Hiss... I didn't expect Bai Luo to be more ruthless than that Zhongli. No wonder he couldn't be found anywhere today. He must be hiding somewhere to recover from his injuries.

The instructor's two attacks... Gongji didn't dare to take them head-on.

Because this guy specializes in hitting weaknesses, and he is the kind who will do anything to get what he wants. The opponent was stabbed twice in the weak spot, so his condition should be worse than Bai Luo's.

After asking almost all the questions, the young master did not stay for long, as he still had to continue investigating Zhongli's affairs.

But before leaving, Bai Luo stopped him.

"Have you prepared the things I asked you to prepare?"

"Of course, the best stuff."

Tadalia smiled slightly and asked his men to bring five boxes.