Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

Liyue's fireworks are the same as they were thousands of years ago, they are still so gorgeous and beautiful.

Gan Yu still remembers the first time she saw the fireworks in the world.

At that time, she was still a little unicorn, she had never been to the human world, and she had never seen any fireworks. When those fires burst into the sky, the loud noise was earth-shattering. middle.

Thinking about it carefully, she has not seen fireworks for a long time, and it has not been a New Year for a long time.

Looking at the streamer in the night, Gan Yucan's golden eyes were a little lost in thought.

"Are you still working during Chinese New Year?"

A cold voice suddenly came from behind, Gan Yu turned her head, and an elegant crane flapped its wings and stopped on the eaves of Yuehai Pavilion. The crane hung down its slender and graceful neck, and its feathers were as white as snow.

Staying Cloud Borrowing Wind True Monarch.

It is the fairy name of this crane, one of the immortals with three eyes and five manifestations, and Gan Yu's master.

"You came to Liyue?" Gan Yu showed a happy expression, she stood up, "You should...tell me earlier, I have nothing prepared."

"You child. Thin."

Xianhe showed a helpless expression, feeling sad and said: "It's been so many years, and I don't go back to the mountain to see... You were so cute when you were young. You should know that you were fat and round when you were young..."

Gan Yu suddenly didn't welcome Master very much.

"How interesting you were when you were young." True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind was still chattering endlessly: "When I was young, I played seesaw with your senior brother, and he sat him on the sky all of a sudden..."

"Please don't mention that person's name anymore. He is not my brother either."

Gan Yu said calmly, "I have already forgotten."

True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind was startled.

The sky has completely dimmed, the fireworks hit the sky, blasting out a clear light, and then extinguished in an instant, the world flickered between the ups and downs of the fireworks, and those lights on Gan Yu's face also flickered.

"Are you still refusing to forgive him?"

"You are wrong."

Qilin has a gentle and peaceful temperament, and Gan Yu never gets angry on weekdays.

But Gan Yu at this moment is not docile.

The bright golden eyes reflected the dark night, and there was no unnecessary fluctuation in Gan Yu's tone: "I have never regretted killing him. If you want me to do it again, I will do it without hesitation."

she said so.

The tone of the speech was very light, as light as the afterglow of fireworks slowly extinguishing, without unnecessary emotional fluctuations, just expounding such a fact, calm and cold.

"Is that so." True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind said softly.

The man they were talking about.

It has been Liyue Port for 600 years...

The biggest traitor.

Worshiping under the door of the immortal family, a hundred years later, he responded to the call of the emperor of the rock king, and used the body of a mortal to eliminate evil spirits. He has made great achievements. The title of Grand Marshal of Teng Snake ranks first among all Yakshas.

At the same time, he is also the only traitor among the celestial yakshas.

He is also a traitor in their sect.

After the Demon God War, he exposed his true nature and killed the god of [Salt in the Earth], the Demon God of Salt Heulia

He seriously injured Jinpeng, Xinyuan, Mujuan, and Huoshu four Yashas successively, causing countless casualties of mortals.

If Gan Yu hadn't arrived in time to stop her, I'm afraid Liyue would lose these four immortals forever.

Gan Yu still remembered what he looked like at that time, his eyes were full of evil spirits, his devilish aura was overwhelming, his body was covered in blood, cold and evil—maybe this was his original appearance.

In the past, he liked to laugh very much. His laughter was mellow and forthright, always giving people strength, like eating the rising sun on Huyan. Gan Yu still remembered the touch of his big hand gently touching her head, which was rough and shocking. People feel at ease and warm.

"Killing people is so fun..." He smiled heartily with that sun-like smile, "Killing people is so fun!"

However, he stared at Gan Yu provocatively and jokingly, so strangely:

"come kill me

Let's go. ”

He killed too many people.

Corpses were strewn all over the ground, the ground was full of scars, his colleagues...the four yakshas were covered in blood, and they fell powerlessly to the ground, dying.

Gan Yu didn't do anything, and she didn't want to do it either. It was all too sudden. At that time, she couldn't think or act—it was Gan Yu's only regret that she didn't kill him at that time.

So he fled.

It is impossible to talk about what happened after that, only that he betrayed Liyue and joined the Abyss Cult. When I saw him again, it was in the depths of the layered rock abyss. Gan Yu and the four Yashas , ended his life together.

His name is a taboo nowadays.

【Floating house】.

He betrayed the contract he made with the emperor.

Liyue is the kingdom of the contract, and traitors will be cast aside forever.

The people of Liyue called him "the Immortal who broke the oath", and he will be infamous for thousands of years.

So Gan Yu didn't regret killing him.

If it happens again, she will do it too.

The night is already deep, and the fireworks are about to go off. As the last bunch of fireworks converge into the deep twilight, the world is completely quiet.

Liyue's new year is over.

Liu Yun borrowed Feng Zhenjun to lower her eyes, and looked at Gan Yu sadly, she paused, and finally said nothing, just sighed softly.

Gan Yu calmly watched Liyue Port under the night. The New Year was over, and the gloomy clouds rolled at the end of the night, making low-pitched thunder, and the howling wind filled the attic.

It is going to rain.

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It's raining.

The young man said.

Leaned out the window.

He tentatively held out his hand.

Slanting rain lines interweave in the dark night sky, and the cold raindrops hit the stone slabs by the roadside, breaking into thin water splashes, making a crisp sound. After a while, the road is full of water splashes.

The rain drenched his hair, and the long light-colored hair was stuck to the boy's neck, wet.

"Qingye...no, Nuoyan."

The blond girl in the front row turned her head and saw the young man in a state of drowning, she was furious, she bared her teeth and clawed furiously: "Put your head back, you little rice dumpling, aren't you afraid of catching a cold!"

"That's right." Paimon put his hands on his hips, "You're going to catch a cold!"

A cold... what a cold feels like.

He still wanted to try it.

The boy named Nuo Yan retracted his head helplessly.

so boring.

【Name: Qingnuoyan】

【Age: 15 years old】

【Level: 30】

[Talent: Vow One Heart (Governing Level)

(Humanity has carved out your life with thousands of years of agreement, humanism has fallen into a deep sleep, this is its gift to you, you will have infinite possibilities, far beyond your past]

[Talent: Fox Udon, Milk Dumplings, Grilled Fish, "Rainy Night at Fruit Wine Lake"]

He in the front can still understand, what is the series of inexplicable things in the back?

Don't you think it doesn't fit well?

It's like a husky got in with the pack of wolves... No, it's a pack of huskies.

When the time comes when he goes out to fight, everyone will use their moves awesomely, chanting the unique move called Buddha Fury Lotus or something, Jie Jie Jie is so terrifying, when the time comes, he will stop there, "Super must kill, fox-raccoon-wu- -winter!"

I don't understand.

I don't understand.

He has forgotten a lot of things, more than in previous reincarnations, this life is as blank as a blank sheet of paper.

This system is also inexplicable, and it doesn't respond to people when asked, just like an artificial mentally retarded, it just says something:

[Main task: Complete the unfinished agreement]

[Main task: be heartless and happy, and live a lifetime in peace]

To spend a lifetime happily and heartlessly, to complete the unfinished promise... This is the task entrusted to him by the system.

It's just that when he saw this line of text, he was inexplicably happy.

I don't understand.

Do you want to live your life happily... The young man leaned back on the seat and looked at the lead-colored night sky with his head held high. Colors come.

Not bad.

The boy then set a goal: to live heartlessly in this life, not caring about anything, not caring about anything, being a fool, being happy is the most important thing!

"Wow." Ying was completely annoyed, "You idiot rice dumpling, dry your hair!"

"Why do you call me Xiaozongzi?"

Nuo Yan asked the girl he met for the first time, and tilted his head.

"Because you are a zongzi."

She raised her legs, her white skirt fluttered, and she flipped from the front row to the back row. The compartment was very narrow, her thighs were squeezed next to Nuo Yan's. Take out the towel.

"Wipe it clean," she said.

"No." Nuo Yan shook his head calmly, "Zongzi doesn't need to rub his hair."

But Ying didn't listen to the boy's words at all, and started doing it on her own.

The boy's hair was very smooth, with a light golden color, as if the sun was flowing. Ying's slender fingers grabbed the hair, as smoothly as a golden lake flowing between the palms.

Wiping it carefully with a towel, Ying opened her hand, the wind elements gathered, and the warm breeze slowly evaporated the water on her hair.

"Remember, Zongzi will catch a cold if you don't dry your hair."

Ying said so.

She raised her head naturally, and suddenly realized that they were a little close.

The young man's slender eyelashes were so close that he could count them. The long eyelashes drooped down, and the eyes sparkled delicately, as warm as jade.

He was wet all over, and his thin shirt was stuck to his collarbone, and his Adam's apple could be seen.

The compartment was inherently narrow.

"You wipe it yourself." Ying turned her head away, her ears flushed slightly, avoiding the young man's gaze, and handed the towel to Nuo Yan.

"No."

The Ying brand blower girl blows the boy very comfortably. He doesn't have a hair dryer, so he can only conjure stones from his hands.

Since he decided to live heartlessly in this life, he should naturally have a thicker skin.

Qing Nuoyan shook his head, "I want you to wipe it for me."

Ying glanced at him, then quickly turned away, looking at him from the corner of her eye, "Why?"

She clutched the towel subconsciously.

"Flower Girl... Cough." The young man paused, he is not someone without emotional intelligence, coughed lightly: "I just want it."

Ying stared at him, the boy's eyes were very serious.

"...Okay." Ying surrendered.