Genshin Impact: What? The one we need to save is Fukaros

In just half a month, Lin Yide met Lan Lana, Lan Chatu, Lan Saka, Lan Feila, Lan Laga, Lan Muhu Kunda and a total of seventy-six Lannaras.

Now, the series of tasks in the Forest Book has advanced to the "Worry-Free Festival". As long as he completes this part, he can obtain the Hengsu Fruit and restore the power of the King of Awakening Tree.

Then, go back to the ancient Hengalana and completely destroy the incarnation of Vairocana sealed there.

At this moment, he was surrounded by many lively and lovely Lanaros.

Lanlajia, leaning on a branch cane, announced: "In the story of the Ashoka Festival, the most important thing is the singing of the Nala friends and the Lannaras.

Dear singers, are you all ready? "

The Lannaros around responded one after another, saying that they were ready.

Then, Lan Lajia slowly walked up to Lin Yide and said expectantly, "Layde, I am looking forward to your singing. Are you ready?"

Lin Yide nodded confidently, then took out an exquisite harp from the system space and prepared to start his performance.

He had no musical accomplishments, and the only song he could perform was the classic piece - "Pickling Cotton".

The melody of this song is cheerful and lively, and the simple lyrics contain deep emotions, which can easily touch people's hearts.

"Fluff the cotton, fluff the cotton, half a pound of cotton is fluffed into eighty-eight ounces, the old cotton is fluffed into new cotton, the quilt is fluffed and the girl is getting married..."

As Lin Yide gently plucked the strings of the harp, this joyful song flowed in the air.

The Lannaros were deeply attracted by this cheerful song and began to hum along. Their singing was clear and pleasant, interweaving with Lin Yide's singing to form a beautiful melody.

Amid this warm singing, the air in Hengalanna seemed to be filled with the scent of happiness.

The ground was covered with pure white cotton flowers, swaying in the wind, as if dancing to this cheerful song.

Lin Yide gradually forgot the troubles and worries around him and was completely immersed in the joy of singing.

Soon after, the song slowly came to an end, and the melodious melody still echoed in the air.

Lan Laga sincerely praised: "Narayid, your musical talent is amazing! This song is the most beautiful song I have ever heard. You must be from a musical family!"

Lin Yide smiled and responded, "Thank you for your compliment, Lanlajia. If there is a chance in the future, I would be happy to play this song for you again."

At this time, Lan Rama, holding a bunch of carefully woven flower crowns in his hands, slowly walked to Lin Yide and said, "Nalaide, this flower crown is our Lan Na Luo's blessing to our beloved Nala, and it is also the blessing of our entire Heng Na Lanna.

Wear it and we, Lannaro, can share your sad things.

Even when you have a nightmare, we will be there for you."

Although Lin Yide was always used to bearing sad things alone and was unwilling to burden others with his sorrow, in the face of Lan Luomo's sincere blessing, he still accepted the wreath and put it on his head solemnly.

Lan Luomo looked at Lin Yide putting on the flower crown and a bright smile appeared on his face.

Lan Lajia asked with concern: "Laide, you have been busy for many days preparing for the Worry-Free Festival. Do you want to take a break?"

Lin Yide shook his head slightly and answered firmly: "I don't need to rest, let's go to the Juewang Palace as soon as possible."

Lan Luomo nodded, then took Lin Yide towards the direction of the King Jue Palace.

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Thousand Valleys Sand Land, Tanit Tribe Camp, Mistress's Tent.

At this time, the plump Babel was staring at Mizri and his men with anger, and asked sternly: "How dare you break into this place? Do you want to push our Tanit tribe into an abyss of no return?"

Facing Babel's harsh accusations, Mizri seemed unusually calm. He slowly said, "Babel, don't you see the situation clearly?

Although the West Factory's trip was in the name of revenge, its actual purpose was to wipe out all forces in the desert.

Whether I came here or not, the Tanit tribe would have been exterminated."

Babel naturally knew the truth, otherwise she would have beheaded Mizri in public and used his head in exchange for the peace of the tribe.

She snorted coldly and said without disguising, "However, what benefit can we get from taking you in?"

Mizri knew what Babel meant, so he took out a heavy purse from his pocket without hesitation and threw it over. "There are 200,000 Mora in it. According to the rules of the desert, it is enough to pay for our shelter here."

Babel took the purse and weighed it, but her brows were furrowed, and her greed was evident. "These Moras might have been enough in the past, but now, this amount is far from enough."

Mizri clenched his fists, with a flash of anger in his eyes. "Babel, don't go too far! We, the Eye of Achmar, have the support of the Fatui."

The corner of Babel's mouth curled up into a sneer, not caring about Mizri's threat at all. "Do you think you are the only one who has cooperated with the Fatui? How naive."

She clapped her hands lightly, and then more than a dozen strong tribal warriors rushed in with sharp blades in their hands.

Babel ordered coldly: "Cut off all their heads, leaving no one behind."

Before he finished speaking, these warriors pounced on Mizri and others like wild beasts, and the tent suddenly turned into a battlefield.

Blood splattered everywhere, broken limbs flew everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating.

However, just as they were fighting fiercely, deafening shouts and gunshots suddenly came from outside the tent, breaking the tranquility of the desert.

Babel's heart tightened, sensing that something was wrong, and she immediately walked out of the tent.

The scene before her horrified her. She saw a well-trained and well-equipped team of a hundred men slaughtering her people wantonly.

They held rifles in their hands and moved in unison, like a group of cold-blooded killing machines.

Any tribal warrior who tried to approach was instantly shot into pieces by dense bullets, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

This team advanced layer by layer, emitting great oppressive force.

Babel acted decisively and immediately ordered all the tribe members to flee.

As long as they can hide in the desert, they can escape pursuit by relying on their familiarity with the desert terrain.

After receiving the order, the people of the Tanit tribe immediately ran away, trying their best to escape from this place of death.

However, they soon discovered in despair that all entrances and exits had been blocked, including those extremely secret entrances and exits.

Faced with a desperate situation, the people of the Tanit tribe could only fight to the death.

But the cold bullets did not give them the chance to die together. Under the fierce firepower, they fell one by one, and life seemed so fragile at this moment.

About a quarter of an hour later, the entire Tanit tribe was destroyed.