The Weapon Master Will Never Die with His Bare Hands in Genshin Impact

"Of course I will do what I promised you... Who made us friends?"

After Jia Changjiang said a few words like this, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Wendy's hat: "What's her name?"

"Rosalyn Cruzshika Lowefart." Wendy repeated the lady's previous name again.

"Rosalin...I remember it." Jia Changjiang nodded: "Wendy, you are really good at remembering everyone's name in Mond City."

"What a gentle Fengshen..."

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"Ha ha ~"

On the morning of the next day, Ying looked at Jia Changjiang, who was yawning from time to time, and frowned: "Jia Lupi, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so depressed?"

"Last night I went to listen to other people's little secrets." Jia Changjiang said while yawning: "I heard a story about a technically experienced home girl, and a story about a pair of lovers..."

"You heard other people's little secrets and didn't take me?" Ying was a little dissatisfied: "Is it interesting?"

"Not interesting."

Jia Changjiang yawned again.

"A house girl who just walks forward with her head sullen, and a lover who hasn't gotten a good result until now...it's nothing interesting."

"What...then you are still so sleepy."

Ying pouted and turned around.

But Jia Changjiang shook his head helplessly after Ying turned around.

Really two interesting stories.

Two stories with less than happy endings... and neither is finished yet.

"To Thor, who is pursuing the realm of eternity, prove what eternity I understand is... I can't think of a good way for a while."

Jia Changjiang muttered: "It's the same for the lady..."

"Forget it, it's better...to take a step and see."

"no matter what……"

"Whether it's a lady or a Thor...is enough for a good fight, right?"

"Since this is the case, then I will do it in my own way... Naturally, it is also possible!"

"The shadow warrior who pursues eternity, and the witch who lost her lover are really troublesome things..."

Chapter 400 You Pick the Wind Flower

On the penultimate day of the Wind Flower Festival, there is only one night until the final celebration.

Sitting in Di Luke's tavern, Jia Changjiang and Ying were making the final arrangements and preparations for tomorrow night's banquet.

Diluc deliberately vacated the upstairs seat of the tavern to prepare for the banquet tomorrow night.

Even Kaya, and Diluc are here.

"The banquet can be held tomorrow." Ying sat on the second floor of the tavern, rubbing her hands excitedly: "I still feel a little excited."

"Yeah, there will be a lot of delicious food tomorrow night!" The ranking also looked excited.

Because Ying's backpack won't break when storing food, it avoids the trouble of preparing food on the day of the banquet.

"Ha, it's thanks to Jax and Ying this time, otherwise... It's not that simple to hold a party in which all the residents of Mond can participate in fourteen days."

While drinking wine from a wooden beer glass, Kaiya said to Jia Changjiang and Ying: "When I go to present flowers tomorrow, I will present the Flower of Wind to Fengshen. Have you decided what flowers to present? "

"What kind of flowers will the stars of this year's Fenghua Festival present to Fengshen... It's really something to look forward to."

"..."

Diluc was silent.

Although Di Luke, as a Mond, does have a certain belief in the wind god.

However, since the Wind Demon Dragon incident, Di Luke, who has learned the true identity of the God of Wind, will always think of the bard who bought wine on credit in his tavern every time he hears the God of Wind being mentioned in front of him... …

Diluc's family has existed in Mond for thousands of years, and it has been passed down to this day... It would be a lie to say that there is no belief in Barbatos, the god of wind.

but……

Di Luke really couldn't stand it anymore, the wind god he believed in, holding a harp every day, playing while drinking with a wine glass...

The belief in the God of Wind is gradually weakening...

"Wind Flower... We have some ideas, but we still want to make sure."

Jia Changjiang was also holding a wine glass.

He and Ying have repeatedly confirmed what they need tomorrow, and now they just need to wait quietly for tomorrow's arrival.

After drinking two glasses of wine in Di Luke's tavern, Jia Changjiang and Ying went downstairs.

As soon as they went downstairs, they saw Wendy playing in the tavern at the moment.

The current Wendy didn't drink, but played the story about the Fenghua Festival very seriously.

It also attracted a lot of drinking people to stop.

"Ying, have you thought about what flowers to offer tomorrow?" Jia Changjiang turned his head and asked Ying.

"Think about it, how about you?"

"I've thought about it too." Jia Changjiang nodded.

"Tomorrow... I'm going to get up early and go out of town."

"We're at the end of the celebration, let's gather in the square."

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The last day of the Wind Flower Festival.

In the early morning, a large number of Mond people had already gathered in the square in front of the cathedral, waiting for the star of this year's Wind Flower Festival to present flowers of wind.

Qin, on the other hand, had already been waiting here.

Even Wendy was there.

Ying arrived at the square first, followed by Paimon with a strange face, and a big bag behind her.

And after a while, Jia Changjiang also ran to the square with a dusty look, with a lot of mud on his feet.

"Mr. Jax, Ying."

Qin looked at the two who were catching up on time, and said: "No... now you should call the two... honorary knights."

"As the stars of this year's Wind Flower Festival, the two of you must have heard of it... On behalf of all Mond people, you two will present [Flower of Wind] to Lord Barbatos, the God of Wind."

Qin said so with a serious expression.

But... Qin still secretly glanced at Wendy who was standing beside her.

"This year's Wind Flower Festival looks a little different."

"Yeah." Paimon nodded vigorously: "There are us, and there are singers, this year's Wind and Flower Festival... so lively!"

Qin nodded: "The Wind Flower Ceremony is about to begin...Honorary Knights, have you chosen your Wind Flower yet?"

"of course."

Ying responded, and Jia Changjiang also nodded.

"Wendy... Do you have any flowers you like?" Ying remembered something, turned her head and asked Wendy by the way.

"Huh? So cunning...Are you asking me directly?"

Wendy smiled: "Don't worry about me, just choose what you like, I trust your taste."

"That……"

Ying gestured to Wendy, then whispered a few words in Wendy's ear.

Wendy looked at Ying with some surprise, then nodded.

"Your ideas are really novel... well, bold and very much like your style, I like it very much."

Wendy laughed, making Paimon, who hadn't heard what Ying said, curious: "What? Did the traveler say anything?"

then……

The wind and flower celebration has begun.

Like all celebrations, the celebration on the Last Day is solemn and joyous.

People spontaneously marched in the city of Mond, with celebration and joy.

At the end of the celebration, when the parade returned to the square, it was also the time for the star of the Wind Flower Festival to present the wind flower to Barbatos, the god of wind.

It represents... the flower of wind presented by the entire Mond City to the God of Wind.

The Mond people around the square are also looking forward to what this year's Wind Flower will be.

Is it Mond's specialty, the dandelion that goes with the wind?

Or... a windmill like Mond's symbolic windmill?

Or, although the number of people is small, Cecilia Flower has a staunch supporter?

The onlookers are very curious, and they are also looking forward to the star of the Fenghua Festival, writing a full stop to this celebration.

The people of Mond look forward, wait, and hope.

then……

They looked at Jia Changjiang and Ying, and each took out a huge bouquet.

Among the bouquets, there are flowers like dandelions, windmills, and Cecilia flowers.

Even the sharp-eyed Mond people saw the hook fruit and sweet flowers among the two bouquets...

And there are adventurers, looking at the few flowers in Jia Changjiang's bouquet, they always feel that the petals are similar to the deceitful flowers in the wild...

"This is……"