Genshin Impact: I really am not the reincarnation of a demon god!

Liyue, Northland Bank.

After the Fatui intelligence officer left.

Tartaglia sat alone in his seat, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

After this incident.

Tartaglia always felt that the bunch of rubbish he had raised was unreliable. He had spent so much effort to set up an intelligence network throughout Liyue, but he couldn't even find the trace of March Seven.

Since even March Seven couldn't be found, it would be even more difficult to spy on the secrets of the Seven Stars of Liyue.

"If something happens to the little princess, how should I explain it to the Queen?"

"Don't even mention explaining it. I'm afraid that all the Fatui in Liyue will have to line up to go to the Wanmin Hall to get their coffins..."

Tartaglia sighed, looked out the window, and muttered to himself with a sad face.

I don't know how long it took.

Tartaglia stood up from his seat, and his eyes looking out the window gradually became firm.

Tartaglia thought about it.

He decided to go and look for March 7 himself.

If he let these guys from the intelligence department look for him, they might not find any trace of March 7 in ten days or eight days.

Tartaglia shook his hands and stopped looking out the window.

Then he turned around and slowly walked to the table, picked up the dagger and bow on the table.

After Tartaglia put away the two weapons, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and he went out of the North Country Bank.

"My Lord, are you going to...?"

The guard at the door saw Tartaglia's murderous face, and was shocked, and asked hurriedly.

"I'll go find the little princess, you continue to search, if there is any news about the little princess, don't act rashly, notify me as soon as possible,"

Tartaglia said coldly with a blank expression.

"Yes, my Lord."

The guard's face was stern, he nodded and said.

Dadalia nodded and walked out of the North Country Bank quickly, with the dagger on his waist flashing coldly.

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Wanmin Hall.

March Seven sat at the table, holding a bowl of rice in his hand, constantly shoveling it into his mouth.

Bai Ye looked at March Seven who was wolfing down the food, his face full of surprise.

Good fellow.

How many days has he not eaten?

"Ahem, where are you from?"

Bai Ye coughed, looked at March Seven with a smile, and asked tentatively.

"Me?"

March Seven tilted his head, wiped the rice grains on his mouth, put down the chopsticks in his hand, pointed at himself and said.

"Yes, it's you."

Bai Ye held his chin with one hand, looked at March Seven calmly, and nodded heavily.

"My name is... March Seven, I'm from... Winterland."

March Seven remembered the instructions of the Winter Queen and Tartaglia, and must not reveal her identity as a Fatui.

As for the name, it should be okay to say it.

Bai Ye was stunned when he heard it.

Eh, this script is a bit wrong.

The pink-haired girl in front of him is indeed March Seven.

But shouldn't she be from "Honkai Impact 3rd: Sky Railroad"?

How did she go to Winterland?

Bai Ye blinked, pretending to be surprised, and said: "You are from Winterland. I just went to Winterland some time ago. The sky was full of snow. It was so beautiful~~~~"

March Seven nodded in agreement, picked up the bowl, and muttered: "Everything is good in Winterland, but it's too cold..."

"But speaking of which, I remember that there should be no surname "San" or "March" in Winterland, right? "

Bai Ye's face was normal, but his eyes were fixed on March Seven's expression, trying to see all the changes on her face.

That's right.

Bai Ye was trying to trick March Seven. He wanted to confirm whether what March Seven said was true.

March Seven opened her mouth and hesitated.

She really didn't know how to answer this question. Queen Zhidong hadn't...never taught her this question.

The key point was that Queen Zhidong hadn't expected that someone would know March Seven, and even use words to trick her.

"I don't know if there is such a surname in Zhidong Country. I only know...I was born on March 7 this year, so I was named March Seven."

March Seven thought for a while and spoke softly.

Bai Ye frowned slightly and asked back: "March 7 this year? "

March Seven didn't understand what was said, but nodded innocently, then picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Shen He, who was sitting quietly on the side, looked at March Seven curiously.

She also felt the unhappiness in March Seven's words.Yes.

Seeing Sanyueqi nod, Baiye frowned even more deeply.

Isn't this a bit wrong?

Born on March 7 this year, it's only been a few days, and you've become so big.

Even Nezha doesn't have your physique.

In just a few days, you've become an adult, this is too wrong.

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

Sanyueqi keenly felt Baiye's gaze, her face slightly reddened, and she said in a low voice.

"It's okay, you continue to eat."

Baiye touched his chin and waved his hand.

Sanyueqi responded and continued to pick up the bowl to eat. Next to her, the empty bowls had piled up into a small mountain.

This appetite should be comparable to Paimon, or even a little more than Paimon.

Bai Ye stood up, walked slowly to Shen He, leaned over to Shen He's ear, and whispered: "Is there such a precedent on March 7th in Teyvat?"

Shen He blushed slightly, and shrank back without making a sound.

Bai Ye was too close to her, making her feel a little uncomfortable, and she didn't know why she felt this way.

Especially when she felt a burst of heat all over her body, her forehead was covered with dense sweat threads, even though she didn't sweat before.

If you look from another angle, Bai Ye and Shen He's current movements are like face to face.

"I... shouldn't have."

"I... anyway, I haven't heard of it... well... I shouldn't have heard of it."

Shen He's face was as red as a ripe red apple, and he stuttered when he spoke.

Bai Ye looked at Shen He in surprise.

If you haven't heard of it, then you haven't heard of it.

Are you blushing like a bubble teapot?

At the same time

San Yueqi, who was eating like crazy at the table, finished two more bowls of rice, and she still showed no sign of stopping.

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Liyue, Wangsheng Hall.

"Hmm."

"It's been a long time since I last saw Bai Ye. He suddenly disappeared without a sound. Could it be that he has already..."

Hu Tao was lying in the coffin, fiddling with her slender and tender white hands, muttering to herself.

"Could it be that he is already dead? Otherwise, how could he have disappeared for so long?"

Thinking of the long-missing Bai Ye, Hu Tao's face changed slightly, and the whole person sat up from the coffin.

Hu Tao bit her lip, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and she said in a lost voice: "Could it be that the business and coffin that I gave to Bai Ye at the beginning finally have a chance to be used? But where should I go to find him..."

Thinking of these.

Hu Tao frowned slightly, stood up and simply packed up the tools for the ceremony, and walked out of the door.

......

Liyue, in the wild.

"Xiangling, it's almost time, we've been in the wild for a day..."

Yaezami followed Xiangling listlessly, even his fluffy pink ears drooped.

Xiangling, General Lei Dian, Lei Dianying, and Yaezami were different.

These three were in high spirits, without any sign of fatigue, and the baskets behind them were already filled with ingredients.

Hearing what Yaezami said, Xiangling looked up at the slightly dim sky, nodded and said:

"It's really getting late, and it's not a long-term solution to always take you to collect ingredients. We have collected almost all the ingredients these days. I will start teaching you cooking tomorrow. Let's go back to Wanmin Hall first."

Yaezami showed a hint of joy on his face, his drooping ears stood up, and he became energetic.

Finally, he didn't have to endure such torture anymore, and hurried back to Wanmin Hall to continue polishing the light novel "Things That Must Be Said About Morax and Barbatos".