Original God: Ningguang is still a little pitiful, I invested in her

Chapter 505

Just as the doctor said, everything was within his expectations.

He deliberately detonated seven imitation God's Hearts, wanting to drag Fang Xun to death together.

Even if Fang Xun failed to be killed, it didn't matter, because the powerful energy was enough to awaken the sleeping Heavenly Principle, and then let Heavenly Principle judge Fang Xun.

This was a series of serial killing moves, so dense that it was suffocating.

At the same time, the slices of the doctor distributed across the seven countries all sensed this matter.

"He actually made such a decision, what a stupid guy..."

"He was still too impatient. If he chose to leave, maybe the ending would not be like this..."

"Does he think that we will thank him for doing this? It's really ridiculous..."

The other slices of the doctor thought that what happened on Haiqi Island was too absurd.

Detonating seven 'Hearts of God' to awaken Heavenly Principle is tantamount to reshuffling the entire Teyvat continent.

No one knows whether this is good or bad.

At the same time.

Liyue Harbor, teahouse.

Today's teahouse business is still very good. Even though it has just opened, it is already full of guests in a short time.

Some guests are willing to stand by even if they don't have a seat, and listen to a story happily to join in the fun.

As for those who don't want to stand and listen to the story, they can only shake their heads, mutter that they have to come earlier tomorrow, and leave in a hurry.

Zhongli from the Hall of Rebirth is the first guest to arrive at the teahouse every day.

For many years, he has been there day by day, rain or shine.

Some people joked that if Zhongli also punched in for attendance, he would definitely have more employees than the teahouse.

"It's still the same."

Every time Zhongli came to the teahouse, the first sentence he said must be this.

Not only did he have fixed tea and desserts, but even the location of the viewing platform had never changed.

Sometimes Zhongli would go to the teahouse late, and if his special seat was chosen by other guests, the teahouse would help explain.

"Sir, I'm really sorry. This seat belongs to Zhongli, the guest of the Wangsheng Hall. Please change your seat."

The employees in the teahouse came and went, but Zhongli always appeared in the teahouse.

For such an old customer who values feelings and is not short of money, the teahouse naturally has to maintain a good relationship.

"Today, let's talk about the wonderful past when Prince Yan wiped out the evil spirits from all directions and created the prosperous Liyue."

On the high platform, Tian Tiezui waved a fan with his left hand and held a ruler with his right hand, talking with relish and ups and downs.

Under the high platform, three people sat at Zhongli's table. Zhongli listened to the opera quietly, and the other person ate tea and desserts in silence.

There was also a woman, who supported her chin with her hand, yawned continuously, and looked bored.

She looked at Tian Tiezui on the stage and said leisurely: "This story has to start from three thousand years ago."

As soon as the words fell, Tian Tiezui repeated the same words.

The woman continued, "At that time, there were great demons invading the Liyue Sea, and there were evil Chis entrenched in the mountains..."

The next second, Tian Tiezui continued to repeat the woman's words.

"Morax, don't you get tired of listening to these stories every day?" Gui Zhong said with resentment.

"I have memorized all the stories!"

"It costs money to go to the teahouse to listen to the opera, so let's just go home and I will tell you the story."

Gui Zhong is very smart and has an extraordinary memory.

At first, when Zhongli brought her to listen to the opera, she felt it was very fresh and listened with relish.

But after many times, the novelty gradually faded, and Tian Tiezui only told a few stories over and over again, and Gui Zhong could memorize them all.

Staying in this teahouse is really boring and meaningless.

"Drink tea, listen to today's play first." Zhongli poured Gui Zhong a cup of tea.

Gui Zhong was so angry. She said so much, but Zhong Li just asked her to drink tea.

She felt like she was hitting cotton with all her strength.

How could this stone be so unromantic? ?

"Such a life is so boring." Gui Zhong sighed.

Zhong Li paused while drinking tea and asked, "Such a life...isn't it good?"

"No need to work hard to survive, no need to worry about not being able to wake up after a sleep, the people live and work in peace, and the world is peaceful."

Faced with Zhong Li's answer, Gui Zhong looked a little hesitant: "That's what I said, but I can't stay in the teahouse every day, right?"

Zhong Li: "Yeah."

Gui Zhong was slightly stunned: "Are you really listening to me?"

Zhong Li: "Yeah."

Gui Zhong was a little angry: "What else can you say besides yeah?"

Zhong Li: "Yeah."

Gui Zhong angrily yelled: "You are just a piece of stinky, hard and stupid stone!"

Zhongli: "Yeah."

Gui Zhong: "..."

"Since you like Yeah so much, then go shopping with me this afternoon."

It turns out that Gui Zhong said so much before, just to pave the way for shopping.

"Okay." Zhongli nodded gently.

Seeing Zhongli agreed, Gui Zhong was in a good mood: "Then you continue to listen to the opera, I won't disturb you. "

She actually has the mentality of a little girl. As long as Zhongli is willing to go shopping with her, she will be very happy, and she will ignore all the things that Zhongli did to make her unhappy before.

She is already happily planning where to go shopping this afternoon.

But the next second, Guizhong couldn't laugh anymore.

Because she sensed a strong breath coming down from the sky.

This breath brought a sense of oppression and a strong sense of crisis!

Not only Guizhong noticed this, Zhongli did the same.

He silently put down the teacup and looked around.

Whether on the stage or off the stage, the scene was full of joy, and no one realized that danger had come.

"Sorry, I can't go shopping with you this afternoon." Zhongli stood up and said to Guizhong beside him.

"Morax...where are you going?" Guizhong had a bad feeling in his heart.

"To maintain this hard-won peace. ”

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I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival~