Genshin Impact: I'm Too Hard for the Boss of the Deer Hunter

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PS: "The Melancholy of Girl Vera" is a love novel that Qin likes to read repeatedly. .

Chapter 51 The Bard

In the afternoon, Jyn came out of the Deer Hunter restaurant.On the way back to the knights station, I thought about something on my mind.

"If you can, it's okay to go to the Cape of Oaths before dawn when the matter with the Wind Demon Dragon comes to an end... right?"

"If you invite Jiang Chen, will you be rejected?"

"If you really have time, that's fine."

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Mond City Center.

It is connected to the Fengshen Statue Square on the upper side and the Fountain Square of the commercial area on the lower side.

The Goethe Hotel, which was crowdsourced by fools, occupies this area.

Ying and Paimon did not go to the library.

Because they met an unexpected person on the way.

Or... a thief?

"Wind Element, are you here yet?"

Ying walked to the wall covered with flags and looked up.

Above that is Fengshen Square.

"Did that green guy climb up from here?"

Paimon urged: "Ying, let's follow quickly, don't let him run away! Maybe he has clues to the wind demon dragon!"

"it is good."

Ying glanced left and right.

There are a lot of people.

Even if you have leggings in a skirt, it is not easy to climb the wall.

You can only go up from the stairs on the side.

"Why do you run to a place where there are many people?"

Paimon said suspiciously.

Ying thought for a moment and said, "Is this what is often said about fishing in troubled waters? The more people there are, the less conspicuous it is?"

"Oh!"

Paimon gave her a sincere look of "You are really literate".

The two strolled around the Fengshen Statue Square.

Fall in love, fall in love, fly a kite, bask in the sun.

Only in the shadow directly below the statue of the wind god.

A large crowd gathered around.

"Go there and see."

Paimon said.

Ying nodded and walked there.

The breeze blew from outside the fruit wine lake, bringing the melodious sound of the harp.

Paimon showed a look of enjoyment.

Just as he was about to praise him, he found that everyone gathered around quietly listening to the sound of the harp playing.

Ying took Paimon through the crowd.

Saw the harp player.

It was the guy in the green suit and the white socks they were looking for, who seemed to be a bard?

He plucked the strings.

Gently harmonies blend into such a melodious performance.

"The story I want to tell begins in ancient times, when the gods were still walking on the earth."

"The dragon of the sky descended from the sky, full of curiosity about everything in the world."

"Dragon seeks his own answers, but cannot understand the chaos of the world."

The soft voice of the bard and the melodious performance paint a picture of ancient times in the mind of the listener.

The singer of the wind played the strings and answered the questions of the pure Long Yi with the piano of the sky.

"Dragon is just a curious child, just flying without worry, until now."

"It listens to poetry and wants to learn to sing, so that everything can understand its heart."

"The singer and the dragon become a legend..."

The rhythm suddenly changed.

The legendary origin and the warm sound of the spring breeze became hurried.

There seemed to be the sound of rain mixed in.

The bard paused, sketching the epic legend in a tragic voice.

"Dark times are coming..."

"At this time, the lion's teeth are rotten, the eagle flag is not raised, and another evil dragon is approaching Mund."

"Misery is the shadow that hangs over the cathedral."

"Sigh, the poet recomposes poetry."

The sound of the harp and the chant suddenly rose high.

It made all the audience listening to the performance tremble slightly, as if the shrouded dark cloud was swept away with one hand.

"The dragon of the sky obeyed the call."

"Fight the dragon to the death in the storm, and fight."

"The dragon of the sky swallowed the dragon's poisonous blood and fell into a deep sleep."

This is the end of an epic.

Everyone listened quietly, no one spoke, and no one left.

Because the harp doesn't end.

The pathetic rhythm is heart-wrenching.

"After many years, no one recognizes the resurgence of it."

The bard felt the same way, "Why do people today hate me?"

"The piano of the sky did not speak."

"Angry and sadness, life and poisonous blood turn into tears, from the corner of the dragon's eyes."

"Poetry is silent, and corruption takes effect easily."

"The piano of the sky, but there is no way to speak."

The sound of the harp and chants stopped abruptly.

The audience gathered around was also silent for a while, slowly reminiscing.

Immediately

"Wendy, where's the back?"

someone asked.

"Behind?"

The bard known as Wendy said, "Hey," scratching the back of his head, "I don't know!"

The crowd suddenly burst into a commotion.

"Che, don't you use this kind of poetry without a text to perform?"

"This year's favorite Mond bard, you're gone!"

"Damn it! I'm just getting excited!"

The audience quickly left while complaining.

Ying was lost in thought.

"Dragon's tears, poisonous blood..."

"Isn't this exactly what Jiang Chen said?"

She thought of the purified tear crystal, "Could it be that this green guy, the poetry he performed, is real?"

If this is the case, the guy in front of him is not easy.

Wendy seemed to notice that there were still two people left here.

I feel a little familiar.

Wei Wei frowned and thought about it, and suddenly remembered what happened before.

"You are···"

"The one who scare Twalin away at that time?".

Chapter 52 May Fengshen fool you