I'm playing Yuanshin in Tivat!

She seems to be peddling a spirit.

That's the spirit of those who really run up and down for Liyue. Keqing has known Liyue Port since she was a child. She has measured every building here, and Keqing's love for this port can stand the test.

However, as a traveler, Ying felt nothing.

She is just a passerby, a traveler whose only goal is to find her brother.

"You will prove yourself eventually."

Ying said, rushing to the ferryman non-stop, she had a good impression of Keqing, busy and capable, she seemed to have no private life.

She is a rich woman who is very suitable for hugging her thighs.

It's just that the black silk is too tender and slippery, and I'm a little worried that I won't be able to hold it.

Ying smiled.

This time she and Paimon thought of going together, and she stayed with the emergency food for a long time, probably her thoughts were assimilated unconsciously.

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"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, probably Gan Yu is too busy with work, and forgot to give you the formula for going to the cabinet."

Ningguang squeezed the jade pipe, and the mess of the past was swept away, and she restored the image of a rich woman who would be the top of the world, and a queen's aura permeated the jade pavilion.

This does not mean that she has really recovered, but today is an important day.

The celestial being between the clouds is coming.

It all depends on the efforts of the blond girl in front of her, holding the talisman of no taboos, going back and forth between Liyue Port and Jueyun, the two sides who had no contact all day finally communicated with each other, and exchanged views with each other in a friendly manner.

Totally reasonable.

But Ningguang frowned again, this was really too natural, but too fast, as if someone was hurriedly pushed behind, all the time-consuming things were solved unconsciously.

If the history of these days is written by a playwright, that playwright relies too much on coincidence.

And Ningguang is a businessman.

In this life of a businessman, it is rare for a businessman to encounter a smooth thing from the beginning to the end, let alone something like this, without even a hurdle along the way.

The big one is coming.

The smoother it is now, the more bumpy the road ahead will probably be.

Tonight is the night of deciding Liyue's path, and some major events are destined to happen, otherwise I will be sorry for the historical significance of this day.

The more Ningguang thought about it, the more intriguing she became. She maintained her queen-like majesty and laziness, chatted with Ying sentence by sentence, and even took the time to ask if the little thing flying around her was for sale, which scared Paimon Quickly hide behind Ying.

She is still quite reluctant to part with travelers, she usually just talks about it, but when it comes time to be betrayed, she will become more afraid than anyone else.

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Night gradually fell.

When the immortals and the representatives of Liyue Port gathered in the Qunyu Pavilion, the boundary between sea and land, the Guyun Pavilion with strong traces of the battlefield, set foot here alone.

Dadalia.

This used to be the battlefield between the Whirlpool Demon God and the Rock God. The final result was that the Whirlpool Demon God in the sea was sealed. Looking around, Dadalia could see one piece after another of towering cliffs with strange shapes. It is said that they were all transformed from rock spears that fell from the sky.

The young master nodded while observing. From a certain angle, these rocks really looked like long spears falling obliquely. In addition, knowing that the demon god of the whirlpool was indeed sealed here undoubtedly added a bit of credibility to the legend.

As expected of a warrior.

As a person from Solstice Winter, and even a pure martial artist, Dadalia subconsciously compared this warrior god with the Queen of Ice, and he really cared about who was stronger.

However, this kind of thought was only for a moment. He threw down the Baiwutao talisman in his hand one by one, and the strong seal that had been maintained for thousands of years began to loosen. One after another, the light flickered, and a chaotic consciousness was about to break out. .

Even if you have accumulated so many talismans, can you only open a small door on this sealed door that has been maintained for thousands of years?

And there is a time limit?

Dadalia has an intuitive understanding of the strength of that Valkyrie. A being as powerful as that is definitely not on the way to fight, but on the way to fight. It is two extremes with Mr. Zhongli who is so idle that his bones become weak.

Strange, why do you suddenly think of Mr. Zhongli?

He tidied up his mood and raised his head slightly. The illusory water flow was gradually taking shape. It was clearly late at night, but it seemed like a false sun rising from the sea.

Chapter 45: It's like looking in a mirror without taste

That is indeed a false sun, it is obviously a water polo, but it is shining.

Dadalia himself has the God's Eye of water attribute, and immediately felt a strong sense of oppression, but he also has the evil eye of thunder and lightning attribute, which was sent down by the Queen of Ice himself, but he can still bear it.

Rather, feeling this great power, Dadalia became even more excited.

"This force should be enough to turn Liyue upside down, right?"

he muttered to himself.

Oser, the demon god of the vortex, possesses the power of the sea, and the place where he stands is the sea. When Oser reaches Liyue Port, the raging tide will crush the mountains and rivers.

The son Dadalia, smelling the salty sea breeze, feeling the ubiquitous tide, and the sound of the turbulent tide, subconsciously opened his arms, feeling that the sea has finally ushered in its king.

"Osiel!!"

He didn't even feel like he was doing evil.

This is the so-called evil of the system.

Everyone has a job, and everyone is executing orders. The son Dadalia is the executive officer of the fools, playing the role of a warrior. The person who pulls the trigger, the maliciousness is amplified layer by layer, and finally becomes That's it.

"There's a touch of moisture in the air."

Abedo seemed to make a sniffing gesture, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that he couldn't breathe, he was just making a show.

Lu Kong nodded and felt the moisture in the air.

Know that Dadalia has stepped onto the stage.

She took a sip of tea and said very calmly: "This may be the will of Zhi Dong as a whole, but the young master is enjoying it. Evil is still evil. He is really an unreasonable person."

"I feel that all of this is going on in an orderly manner under your arrangement."

Abedo looked at her calmly, then looked at the only machine on the table, the always mysterious brass typewriter with peeling paint.

"It's an illusion. It's just that I know more information and know more people. I can't control the overall situation, but what you said can't be wrong. There is my shadow behind the current situation."

Abedo shook his head silently.

Really greedy.

Does she really have to control all the information, all the cause and effect, and the subconscious decisions made by everyone before she is willing to let it go?

He stopped talking.

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"The air of the tide?!"

"This ancient battlefield-like atmosphere is..."

The scene where the fairy ceremony was delivered suddenly exploded, and the ancient atmosphere swept over, as if it suddenly returned to the era when Liyue had not been officially built 700 years ago.

It was a chaotic era, gods and demons walked on the earth, ghosts and miasma filled the earth, and the land left to human beings was far from being so vast, only a small piece.

Many immortals among the clouds raised their heads.

"Is it Oser?"

Many of them did not turn into human form, but kept the graceful posture of fairy beasts, the majestic fairy deer, the elegant crane, and the demon-conquering sage with Nuo mask. The picture in front of me feels familiar, because many drawings and New Year pictures that represent auspiciousness are drawn like this.

It's not that the fairy elders look like New Year pictures, but that the New Year pictures look like immortals.

Never put the cart before the horse.

Zhenjun Jiefengliuyun raised his elegant crane neck, and an elegant female voice came out from the slender crane beak.

"Oser, the demon god of the vortex, once fought against the emperor as the god of the sea, and was finally defeated and sealed on the ocean far away from the land. That is the origin of Guyun Pavilion... Since thousands of years, he has taken the initiative to spend all his life in the long seal..."

"Why isn't he dead yet?!"

Sealed, unable to move, no power to replenish, only relying on the power that bottomed out after the Great War to survive for more than 700 years...

Orser is still so lively.

And that is still a trace of power exposed from the seal, not full strength.

This is the devil.

There is indeed an insurmountable gap between immortals and demon gods. That gap is an innate gap related to the level of life, and it cannot be bridged by any means.

Once upon a time, Dijun was Liyue's fortress.

I don’t know how many enemies like this have been conquered by the Emperor Yan Wang, but after the emperor died, enemies of this level jumped out all of a sudden, would it be understood as "the superior has no virtue"?

Ning Guang frowned, and began to micro-manage the Qianyan Army who was waiting in battle.

Since the beginning of sending the fairy ceremony, the Qianyan army has been stationed around Liyue Port in a high-pressure manner, and they have pulled out the sharp guns used by their ancestors. The "final machine" that once played a huge role in the Demon God War has been repaired and recently put into use.

They have already made all preparations.

It's just that I didn't expect it to be such a big existence from the very beginning.

"be ready."

She waved her right hand: "Be prepared to block everything, Liyue Port is behind us."

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While waiting nervously, the door of the Steambird News Agency suddenly opened, and Mr. Zhongli, who was not showing any signs of the mountains, came uninvited. As soon as he came in, he found a seat by himself and sat down. Obviously, this was not the first time he did this.

"Don't worry about me, do what you should do, I have brought my own tea."

Even so, Lu Kong can still feel the difference, and she can probably guess Zhongli's thoughts.

Once something unexpected happens, Zhong Li will immediately draw out the spear that pierces the rainbow, and then throw the javelin at the sea, so that the demon god of the whirlpool can go back and forth from where, and spend the rest of his life in Guyun Pavilion peacefully.

Of course, there are also some ideas for checking road and air work.

I don't know why, Lu Kong always feels that Zhongli's expression is the same as Abedo's, but there is a huge difference. Thinking about it carefully, it is probably because they have not changed.

"Although none of them are out of control, Dadalia's behavior is too smooth. Isn't this an act of a war criminal?"

Zhong Li took a sip of tea.

"As far as common sense is concerned, you are right."

Lu Kong pricked up her ears, she thought Zhongli was going to refute herself next.

Unfortunately not.

He just continued calmly: "It is reasonable that a good fighter always dies in the end."

It's a bit like closing the coffin.

It's like when a person dies, he ran to the grave and shook his head regretfully, saying a few words that a person who was so good at fighting was beaten to death on the street in the end, then turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia.

Worthy of being a god.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that rootless fighting madman, let's test the results of our work."

Zhong Li followed Lu Kong's direction and looked.

Even in the golden light that makes people unable to open their eyes, he can still see the gradually formed statue.

"It's like looking in a very tasteless mirror."

"A bit lazy."

Lu Kong said shyly, "It's mainly our painter's fault."

Chapter 46: Is it a bit too exaggerated?

The painter Abedo said nothing.

It's outrageous to say that this matter is really outrageous, and he finally found someone who he thought was particularly suitable for Liyue's temperament, suitable for being a blueprint for the new god, but it turned out that it was the old god himself.

Of course he knew.

If at this moment you still don't know that Zhongli is the body of the emperor who escaped from feigning death, then Abedo is not worthy of being a seeker of knowledge.

"agree."