【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

Manyo still shouted slow.

Because the girl's hands had already opened the hem of the clothes, revealing the slender waist underneath. However, Wanyo reacted quickly and looked away the moment the girl's white clothes were lifted up, but after hearing the girl's long Without making a sound, he couldn't help but look sideways at the girl.

He saw that the girl's fair skin was indeed as bloody as he thought, and there was even a wide and deep wound in the middle, which at first glance looked really oozing.

But as long as he takes a closer look, he can find——

It didn't look like a new injury, but rather like it had been injured for a few days.

Man'ye has some knowledge about various types of injuries. He can tell at a glance whether a wound is new or old.

So the moment he saw the girl's injuries, he was stunned for a moment, forgetting the gentleman's etiquette, and just stared at the girl's wounds -

The flesh and blood are constantly squirming, and the broken and dislocated skin is pushing and squeezing each other, as if they are people in a hurry, rushing to where they should be.

This process is actually extremely slow, but these invisible processes can be seen with the naked eye.

Broken Qiong's wounds clearly looked so serious——

It is actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Eh--"

The girl lowered her head and looked at her wounds:

"It seems to be healing faster."

The girl looked at her hands, then listened to the sticky sounds that continued to come from the corridor——

The power seems to have become stronger?

The node is——

Kill the remaining resentment of the demon god?

The girl's mind flashed into that simple and old eye before she woke up.

That eye stared at her in nothingness, weeping.

It's like expressing something unfinished——

Residual resentment.

At that time, she didn't and had no time to think about it.

But now that she suddenly mentioned it, she felt that that glance seemed to carry something.

Is it relief? Or, some kind of giving, some kind of inheritance, some kind of...

return?

When killing the demon god's remnant, the girl actually suffered serious injuries, but in just one day, those injuries were almost completely healed, and not even a scar was left.

It's just that the girl didn't take it to heart. Now that she has witnessed her gradually abnormal self-healing ability, it is still a little bit novel.

"Yeah - so as you can see, Manyo, everything will be fine soon."

"......Um."

Obviously, witnessing this kind of thing with his own eyes had a certain impact on Manyo's world view, making Manyo, who usually seemed quite smart, look a bit dull.

"What about you, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"I?"

Manyo smiled and shook his head.

There's always physical discomfort - but it's more psychological.

He always wanted to protect her, but at the critical moment, he actually dragged her down.

Moreover, the power she showed——

It doesn't actually look like a human being.

Manyo had this idea for a long time, but it only flashed through some of the girl's brightest moments. At that time, she was always more appreciative than doubtful.

But after witnessing the girl's self-recovery, this hesitation gradually turned into reality, and even became a kind of certainty.

But to put it this way, he is quite discerning - after all, he fell in love with a powerful inhuman thing from the very beginning.

In the current Teyvat, apart from the seven mortal rulers, there are no other demon gods; even if there are, they exist in the form of demon gods' residual resentment.

However, the power displayed by the girl is actually not inferior to that of the devil——

The strength is comparable to that of the Demon God, but it is not a thing of the Demon God.

In fact, there is no shortage of mysterious and powerful races on the continent of Teyvat. Manyo is also a well-informed person, so he can quickly accept the girl's setting, and it even feels reasonable.

Well, if it is an ancient and mysterious race, then she is beautiful and powerful, loving and compassionate, intelligent and persevering... In short, it is normal for her to be a beautiful assembly, right?

Well, Maplehara Manyo, you are really discerning.

"What about you," the girl gently picked up Wanyo's hand, "does it hurt?"

Compared with the girl, Manyo did not have any self-healing ability, which meant that the upturned fingernails and the bright red flesh soaked in seawater would take a long time to heal.

It may even need to go through inflammation, suppuration, necrosis, and re-growth.

As the girl thought, the light of the ice element flashed from her fingertips, and then thread after thread penetrated into Manyo's wound:

"Although it has no healing effect, it should relieve the pain..."

The girl said, probably because she still couldn't bear it, she pouted and blew gently:

"Is it any better?"

"..."

Wanyo looked at the girl's serious expression - it actually hurt, and her whole body ached.

But he wanted to laugh inexplicably - not the kind of forced smile that wanted the girl to relax, but a smile that came from the heart and was controlled by dopamine secretion.

That's what Manyo thought and did. Faced with Manyo who suddenly laughed, the girl was a little confused and began to review——

Wanyu, he probably didn't hit his head just now, right?

Then why are you so stupid?

"Ha...sorry for scaring you, miss."

Manyo stood up:

"I'm fine, are we going out?"

"This is not a place to stay for long."

The girl raised her head and looked at Wanyo, who had completely recovered her mental state. She nodded, stretched out her hand to Wanyo, and gestured to Wanyo to pull her up like a coquettish one.

And Wan Ye took the initiative to take the girl's hand, and with one force, the girl stood up according to his strength - he had some other small thoughts, and the force he used seemed to be a bit excessive, making the girl keep moving towards him. His side fell two steps.

"Be careful."

Manyo said with a smile.

"Well," the girl didn't seem to notice Wanyo's little thoughts, but brought up another thing, "I just saw that Wanyo's sword was on the boat?"

Manyo nodded.

This is indeed true. After all, using an ordinary sword underwater is a devastating blow to the sword. Moreover, the sword is not as useful underwater as imagined.

"That--"

The girl closed her open palms, and with a flick of her wrist, a long sword covered in blue and crystal clear material appeared in her hand:

"How about this, Wan Ye, please join in first?"

"I'm afraid it will be a tough battle later."

It was indeed a tough battle.

After all, no one can tell how many flexible tentacles the monster outside has.

No one can tell how big it is.

Just based on the size of the eyeballs, I can make some rough guesses——

I'm afraid, it's even bigger than the Death Star.