I, Jingliu, the Fatui Executor

The story is about to end, but it is not a good one.

(Please don't give me five-star installments, please (╥ω╥`) I am mainly afraid of being locked up in a small dark room. I don't want to spend the first book in a small dark room. I will kiss in the next ten chapters. I will write about further actions in the sequel, which will not appear in the main text.)

(Please don't give me five-star installments ( •̥́ ˍ •̀ू ))

Just when Jingliu and Columbia were about to touch lips, an explosion suddenly sounded.

The violent explosion blew the two out of their sweet world, and Columbia, who reacted, quickly distanced herself from Jingliu and me.

"Morax! It's time to settle everything!" The voice of the vortex demon Osel spread throughout Liyue.

"Jing... Jingliu, Li... Liyue Harbor seems to have... something happened, let's... hurry over there..." Columbia lowered her head, not daring to look at Jingliu, and stuttered to finish her words.

"Columbia, I..."

"I... I'll go over first..." Columbia interrupted Jingliu's words, hurriedly jumped off the island, and ran towards Liyue Harbor.

"Columbia..." Before Jingliu stretched out his hand, Columbia ran away.

"O! Sai! Er!" Jingliu looked at the vortex demon Osel in Yunlaihai through the mountains in Jueyunjian with a dark face.

"Osel!!! It's time to settle everything!!!"

At this time, Osel, who was far away in Yunlaihai, shook his snake body, as if he felt that some danger was about to come.

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“Hahaha, wait and see, will the kingdom without gods be swallowed up by the ancient malice again?”

In the golden house, the young master who had just been defeated was surrounded by countless taboo scrolls.

“You! Do you not take ordinary people in Liyue seriously?” Paimon pointed at Tartaglia and said tremblingly.

“Alas…” Tartaglia sighed, and then said: “For me, using the power of the ancient demon god has violated my creed.”

“But this world is a world of the strong. The weak have no say. Although it will affect the weak, it doesn’t matter as long as the Queen’s mission can be completed.”

“You…” Ying looked at Tartaglia with some anger.

“You are right. This is a world of the strong.”

The sudden voice attracted the attention of the three people, and everyone quickly looked over.

"So, as a strong man, I want to bully the weak, is that okay?"

"Jing... Jingliu" Why does Paimon feel that Jingliu is a little scary at this time...

The black veil on Jingliu's eyes has long been removed, revealing a pair of light red eyes.

"You go first, I want to have a good "discussion" of martial arts with Tartaglia." Jingliu's cold words reached Ying and Paimon's ears.

"Let's go, let's go." Paimon hurriedly urged Ying to go quickly.

"Jingliu... are you okay?" Ying looked at Jingliu and asked worriedly. Is this stimulated by something?

"What?" Jingliu smiled with his beautiful face and said, "I'm fine now, and I'm very rational."

Jingliu smiled, and the smile on his face gradually became scary. With a wave of his hand, the Tanhua Sword appeared in Jingliu's hand.

Then he threw a pill into Dadalia's hand: "It's for healing. Take it and we'll have a good chat."

Daddalia looked at the smile on Jingliu's face and couldn't help feeling a little scared: "I... Can I not take it?"

The only response to Dadalia was the "bright" smile on Jingliu's face.

"Well, okay." Dadalia immediately swallowed the pill in his hand. The power released by the pill melted directly brought Dadalia back to his peak state, and the vitality consumed by using the Demon King Armor was also restored at this moment.

Seeing that the two seemed to be fine, Ying hurriedly ran outside.

"It seems that you want to fight with me again, which is exactly what I want, hahaha." Dadalia laughed, and then used the Demon King Armor and rushed towards Jingliu with all her strength.

...

"Oh, my sister, what's wrong with you?"

Not long after, Dadalia was beaten out of the Demon King Armor by Jingliu, and looked at the kind Jingliu in front of her with some confusion.

"Nothing, I just want to beat you up." After saying that, Jingliu punched Tartaglia again.

Hearing this, Tartaglia gave up struggling and obediently let Jingliu beat him up.

"Am I acting as a punching bag for Jingliu?" Tartaglia thought to himself

thought.

Every time Jingliu attacked him, it was just right, painful but not hurting himself. At this moment, Tartaglia could only hope that Jingliu would vent his anger as soon as possible.

After an unknown amount of time, Jingliu's attack finally stopped.

"Go back and lie down for a few days." Jingliu glanced at Tartaglia, turned around and walked out of the Golden House.

"Ouch." Tartaglia saw Jingliu walking away and slowly got up from the ground.

"Which warrior made this lady angry? Hiss, it hurts." Tartaglia rubbed the wound on her body, although there was no wound.

...

"Morax!" Osel roared. Then he looked at the group of people and immortals on the Qunyu Pavilion.

"Why, do you think you can stop me by yourself?" Osel looked at everyone with disdain.

"Is this the oppression of the demon god? It doesn't feel very good." Paimon felt Osel's oppression, which was much worse than Jingliu's.

Ying heard this and looked at Paimeng speechlessly. He was not very good and still hiding behind me. You are the one who is tough.

At this time, on a mountain not far from Liyue Harbor, a figure stood, staring at the people in Qunyu Pavilion.

"Although the strength of this demon god is not as good as before, it is not something they can deal with now." Jingliu appeared beside the figure and said.

Osel at this time seemed different from the one in the game. If we follow the method in the game, I am afraid that we cannot repel Osel.

"It's okay. Whether we can repel Osel is not important. What is important is whether people and immortals can trust each other." Zhongli said lightly.

"That's right." Jingliu nodded, and then said: "By the way, you don't have to take action later. I will personally raise Osel." Jingliu stared at Osel with murderous intent and said.

Dare to disturb his sweet time with Columbia!

Osel, you have already got a way to die!

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