Making The Original God In Tivat, Was Urged To Change By The Shadow

Liyue.

Hall of Rebirth.

Zhongli looked helpless.

Hall Master Hu calmed down a little at first, but in the end ~ burst into tears again.

Girls are always emotional, and she feels sorry for Fengshen who cannot redeem herself.

Therefore, after the card pool opened, the hall master rushed into the limited card pool-Chen.

At that time, Zhongli's original words were: "Master, you must consume rationally."

Hu Tao was immediately unhappy when he heard this.

She put her hands on her hips and glared at Zhongli angrily: "I have a great career in the pastoral hall, what's wrong with impulsive consumption? Besides, I learned from you, Ke Qing!"

Ah, how do you refute this?

Say he is not impulsive consumption?

But speaking of it, Walnut is sure to grapple with his massive bills.

After all, aside from eating tea and watching theaters, etc., which are regarded as 'low consumption' things, the rest of the consumption can easily start from hundreds of thousands of moras...

At this thought, Zhongli immediately fell silent.

And now.

Hall Master Hu burst into tears again.

More importantly, she rubbed it on Zhongli's body!

revenge!

This must be Hall Master Hu's revenge!

Zhongli looked helpless.

How dare the little guest defy the hall master?

Perhaps, this is "Sending Others Under the Fence"?

"Woooo, Zhongli!! I'm crooked!! Woooo..."

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

At this moment, Hu Tao looked at Qiqi on the phone interface very painfully.

"Maybe this is a kind of fate?" Zhongli tried to comfort.

"do not talk!"

"Guest Zhongli, my hall master, ah no, Xiaotao, please, can you send back less bills in the future? This way the hall master will have more money to spend on Wendy..."

Hu Tao clasped his hands together and looked at Zhongli pleadingly.

Zhongli leaned back slightly: "Why is the hall master like this, Zhong's current bills are all paid by Beiguo Bank.

"That's the best!"

Hu Tao nodded again and again, very happy.

Immediately click off the fork and prepare to recharge.

The result of the draw is displayed.

"Um?!"

"Sanjin!!"

"Zhongli, did you see that! Sanjin!! Qiqi is followed by two Wendy's!!"

Hu Tao grabbed Zhongli's shoulder and shook it wildly, and handed the phone in front of him as if showing off.

"See, see!"

In taverns and studios.

Someone got Wendy and wept with joy.

Some people are ashamed and ashamed.

Someone's Xiaobao crooked and cried bitterly.

All kinds of emotions linger in the tavern, which makes Paimon very puzzled.

"Why are they like this?" Paimon asked curiously.

Amber was holding his mobile phone and was wondering whether he should top up his salary for this month. After hearing Paimon's words, he raised his head and replied: "Because you are not from Mond, you can't understand this feeling!"

"How should I put it...Since New Mond, Mond began to believe in freedom. Although it has gone through a dark time, but fortunately it has recovered now, and everyone understands the importance of freedom. Precious..."

"Lord Barbatos is the god of wind of Mond, and also the god of freedom of Mond...For the people of Mond, the god of freedom and Hefeng is equal!"

"Well, of course it's the impact of the plot." Kaiya added aloud.

Ying nodded sympathetically: "This plot has moved me a lot, the story of Stanley, the story of Barbatos and the boy...the development of these two stories seems to be repeated on the other two people. ..As someone said before, Hans Archibald and Stanley who were trapped in the windless land were redeemed by Lord Fengshen, but who will come to the windless land trapped in their hearts? What about redemption?"

Paimon half-understood, and then said in confusion: "Speaking of which, Stanley's story is complete, but Fengshen's story..."

"Huh?"

"You say it like that!"

Amber immediately reacted, and said very puzzled: "Looking at the game prompts, it seems that when the popularity reaches a certain level, it will trigger the situation of smoothing out regrets... Isn't the story of Lord Fengshen not popular? See everyone's reactions, It must be very hot, right?!"

Kaiya tapped the table with her index finger rhythmically, and after thinking for a moment, she said: "Could it be that the two stories overlapped, and everyone was moved once before, and although they were equally moved again, they didn't reach a certain emotional peak?"

"But Lord Fengshen can't redeem himself... Doesn't this arouse even more heat?" Paimon spread his hands in bewilderment.

With a pensive face, Ying tried to say after a long while: "Is it possible that Stanley has been dead for decades, and the rescue can be triggered after the heat reaches level six, while that boy died for thousands of years, even at two thousand six Died a hundred years ago, the time span is different, and the requirements for the heat level are also different?"

"Oh? This argument seems to make sense!" Kaia raised her eyebrows.

"Now there are 20 million people in the live broadcast room, can the heat of 20 million people only save a person who has been dead for decades?" Paimon scratched his head.

"You have to pay attention, it is someone who has been dead for decades, and has restored Hans Archibald's youth!" An You emphasized.

"Hmm... I don't really understand this." Paimon shook his head.

"I also feel a little strange, but maybe only the producer can know the real situation?"

Hearing Ying's words, Amber and Kaiya nodded in agreement.

The first floor of the tavern.

Since there is no money to draw a card, let's not draw it for now.

Wendy said to everyone: "Everyone, this is the end of tonight's live broadcast. Please pay more attention to my account. I will broadcast live from time to time in the future, and I will bring you more exciting events at that time!"

When Wendy said this, everyone responded one after another.

Afterwards, Wendy walked out of the tavern with two bottles of wine, and Hans Archibald and Stanley quickly chased after her.

Inside the tavern.

"I just felt that the wind in the tavern was a bit heavy, Mr. Wendy, maybe he also thought of a friend?"

"It must be, Stanley has returned, but why hasn't his lord his friend?"

"This... this is something we can't guess."

"Perhaps only Boss Chen behind the scenes knows the truth of all this..."

"well!"

The atmosphere in the tavern was a little heavy.

And outside the tavern.

Hans Archibald and Stanley quickly caught up with Wendy.

"Master Wendy!" Hans Archibald hurried forward.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Wendy was a little puzzled.

"Well, I'm really sorry to take up some of your time, and we also want to thank Boss Chen... You know, for us, no report is of equal value for such a big favor, but if we don't thank you in person, it's too bad. ...In short! We want to know where Mr. Chen is, and we want to thank him in person, even if the verbal thanks are negligible... Hans Archibald explained.

Stanley also had a serious look on his resolute face, and begged: "Barbato...Master Wendy, please help us!"

"So that's what happened?"

Wendy suddenly smiled.

I thought there was something else going on between the two of them.

The result is for this?

"Chen Xian, he is in Liyue now, you need to find—"

Before Wendy finished speaking, she saw Chen Xian squatting on the eaves and looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Well, isn't that what it is?"

Wendy pouted in Chen Xian's direction.

The two looked up immediately, and saw Chen Xian fell to the ground, and said with a smile: "You two are considered complete, so why are you going to thank me before setting off to explore?"

Hans Archibald was a little excited after seeing Chen Xian.

With the contrasting vicissitudes on his young and immature face, he hastily and solemnly saluted: "Mr. Chen, thank you very much! If it wasn't your game, Stanley and I...in short, thank you very very much! "

"Mr. Chen, thank you for giving me another chance to continue writing about my life...but I'm really sorry, we don't seem to have anything to give you in return..." Stanley said with shame on his face .

"It's a little thing."

Chen Xian waved his hand indifferently, and then said: "Invisibly, I have already got what I should take. Since you are willing to repay me, then use more enthusiasm to explore and write a small half of your life." Write more Legendary, this is the best reward for me."

"This.....this..... I understand! I will definitely live up to your expectations!" Hans Archibald promised heavily.

Stanley didn't speak, but his resolute expression had already given the answer.

"I think your Fengshen still has something to ask me. If there is nothing else, we will leave first." Chen Xian said.

"Okay, okay, thank you and Wendy again!"

The two nodded, saluted again and left together.

"Gululu..."

Wendy opened a bottle of wine and took a sip, then said with a gloomy expression, "How do you know I'm going to find you?"

"Why don't I know?"

Chen Xian folded his hands, with a faint smile on his face: "When the Legendary mission is officially over, there is no pop-up notification, are you disappointed?"

"Disappointed?"

Wendy thought about it.

At that time, after he found that there was no prompt, he still had a glimmer of hope.

But after there was no prompt, the last glimmer of hope was gradually shattered.

...asking for flowers...

He is the god of wind.

The wind will bring him the answer.

He heard the chatter of Kaya and others on the second floor.

Therefore, he really wanted to ask Chen Xian.

"Let's go, old place?" Chen Xian smiled.

"Let's go!"

Wendy knew that Chen Xian was about to give him an answer.

This time the old place was under the big tree in Fengqidi.

In the middle of the night, a refreshing wind blows in the wilderness of the wind.

But under the big tree, there is a slight smell of alcohol.

The moonlight projected on the ground through the dense canopy became sparse, and Wendy was half lying down drinking wine, with no hidden thoughts on her face.

Chen Xian sat at the side, sighed slightly in his heart, and then said: "As you imagined, he has been dead for too long... If there is still part of Stanley's bones, then his bones have already disappeared completely , In such a situation, the heat required is huge, which is equivalent to shaping a person out of thin air, can you understand?"

"Well, is there really no other way?" Wendy pleaded.

Chen Xian was silent for a moment.

Seeing his silence, Wendy seemed to understand something, and lay powerlessly on the ground.

"It seems that no matter how much time has passed, you still haven't let go." Chen Xian sighed.

"That song, he sang it just for you, right?"

Wendy paused.

yes.

That song seemed to be specially sung to the wind elf after he knew his ending.

See the world for me...fly to the sky for me!

Knowing that resistance is death, the young man stepped forward without hesitation and raised the banner of resistance.

Perhaps, from the moment he made his decision, he already knew his own ending.

"Actually, the resurrection

Stanley and Hans Archibald's youthful rejuvenation, only level four heat is more than enough, but some forces want to cross the long river of time to 2,600 years ago, among them

The process is bound to have wear and tear, do you understand?"

Wendy thought for a moment.

If he controls the storm to blow to Liyue in the place where the wind rises, when the wind blows halfway, the divine power in it will be depleted to a certain extent.

Whether it is more or less, losses are bound to exist.

And if you want to span 2,600 years, the loss... I'm afraid it's hard to estimate!

"The vows of you, me, and all sentient beings can't reach that era. Since they can't reach it, where does the resurrection group start?"

"Okay, don't frown, it's just not right now, what if it can be done in the future? There is always hope in life." Chen Xian patted Wendy on the shoulder.

Wendy pouted after taking a sip of wine.

"All stories, no matter how perfect they are, are destined to be more or less flawed. How can there be a true sense of perfection in the world?"

"I'm very happy with Stanley and the others, thank you...As for my matter, after what you said, I also understand the difficulties involved, manpower is beyond reach, and so is divine power.

Wendy stood up suddenly and pointed to the crescent moon in the sky: "When the moon is always missing, life is not like that! Just don't comfort me, just let me be sad for ten minutes."

Chen Xian looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

In the eyes of Common people, the moon seems normal, but in Chen Xian's eyes, it doesn't have much reality.

He suddenly smiled and said, "Whether the moon is incomplete or full, it's all fake. Who says regrets can't be completely erased until the last moment?"

"Whether it's the pain caused by time, or the irreparable regret in my heart..."

"There will always be someone to smooth it out!"

Chen Xian firmly believed in this.

Because, he is that person!

Wendy looked at Chen Xian blankly.

He suddenly understood what Chen Xian meant, and then with a hey smile, he threw himself on Chen Xian and hugged his thigh and begged: "Chen Xian, ah no, Brother Chen, give some rough stones to Brother Wendy!

It would be too painful for Wendy himself to not be able to draw Wendy, and you don’t want your brother Wendy to play without Fengshen?”

Just now he looked sad, but now he understood the meaning and returned to the shameless and shameless state.

This old boy...

Chen Xian shook his head and laughed, and then kicked him angrily: "If you want to earn the rough stone yourself, you still earn a lot from this live broadcast, enough for you to drink apple brew for several years!"

"Ouch, Chen Xian big brother~ who would think too much of Mora~ and I also want to drink some Precious wine, it must be more expensive~"

"Believe it or not, I called Zhongli over to see how you look now?"

"Don't! Never!"

Chen Xian would not hit him when he was not on top.

But that old man Zhongli doesn't care if he is superior or not, as long as he is upset, he will really be cruel!