Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

The battle was fierce.

Tartaglia can be said to be the most powerful being among humans. Whether it is combat experience, physical fitness, or the Fatui version of the evil eye, it is absolutely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Shen Qianluo was naturally happy to fight such an opponent. The boy manipulated the single element of fire to dodge the rapidly approaching water arrows, his figure was like an afterimage, and the wooden flute in his hand moved rustlingly.

The two men almost tore down the Golden House.

"Try and see, my opponent, how strong you are."

"It will not let you down."

The special effects of Tartaglia's evil eye transformation are very advanced and long. Shen Qianluo also watched him control the elemental power of thunder with great martial ethics, and the figures of the fierce battles intertwined n times.

The attack was blocked with a heavy blow with powerful force. The boy narrowed his eyes slightly, exerted force with his calves, and instantly rose up to chase after him.

The flute glowed with golden light, the sharp music instantly cut through the space, and white clothes flashed before the eyes.

Tartaglia's pupils shrank slightly. At that moment, the elusive and ethereal power contained in the flute sound was like the suppression of gods. The unconcealable raging fire permeated the music and tore through the space.

"You're so powerful, mate." With no time to dodge, the young and dangerous executive gasped, his eyes finally revealing extreme excitement. He immediately activated the elemental power, raised his hand and shot an arrow. The vast water elemental power on the surface of the earth swarmed up and transformed into a huge blue whale.

With terrifying and aggressive moves, he leaped towards the boy like a whale emerging from water, swinging his huge body.

Almost unavoidable.

"Summoning a creature?" Countless evaporations and overloads exploded before his eyes, but Shen Qianluo was not moved at all, muttering in thought. As he slid back and forth after landing, his expression became calm instead. When the sound of the flute at his fingertips suddenly changed, the aura around him also became deeper.

Just like an ancient mythical beast that slowly opened its eyes from the burning flames, it let out a long cry towards the sky as the flute sounds became increasingly clear and passionate, and with red flames billowing, it flapped its wings and soared into the sky.

The whistling, fierce wind blew across the boy's hair and clothes. The next second, the fire phoenix and blue whale summoned by Shen Qianluo met in mid-air, like a dazzling and spectacular meteor, with the red and blue colors colliding and blooming together.

A loud bang was heard amidst the vast flute sound. Large patches of milky white mist raged around. When Shen Qianluo was about to put away the wooden flute with golden light flowing on his fingertips, an extremely fast staggering figure suddenly flashed and rushed before his eyes.

The boy blinked, and the water blade from the tenacious Tartaglia instantly cut through the air and swung towards his fragile neck.

Almost at the moment when the opponent was about to succeed and showed a tendency to stop attacking, Tartaglia, who was about to launch the final blow, was suddenly met with the child's smiling eyes.

No, I fell into a trap!

The next second, the seemingly relaxed Shen Qianluo curled up the corners of his mouth, moved his body, and blocked the water blade with one hand. Before Tartaglia could be surprised by the sharp blade that suddenly flashed in Shen Qianluo's hand, the neat and powerful fighting technique followed.

“Ugh…!” With a bang, the world spun around and Tartaglia was finally knocked down, gasping for breath. A soft child sat on his waist, and his neck was gently touched by a wooden flute.

"Give up, Brother Duck, you can't beat me."

The two people's eyes met in mid-air.

One of them was looking down at him with a long-lost sense of pride, her mood finally improving; the other one was looking up at the powerful boy's beautiful and rosy face, her eyes filled with excitement and trembling, and gradually spread with deeper emotions.

He defeated him with a strength that could only be admired and pursued. According to Shen Qianluo's wish, perhaps he should place his faith in him.

"You are worthy of being my favorite, Qianluo. You are indeed a respectable opponent." Tartaglia laughed, and propped up his upper body while enduring the dizziness and pain, staring at the happy child on his waist. The power of the evil eye receded, and the elemental force turned into starlight and dissipated at his fingertips.

He wanted to rub Shen Qianluo's head, but as expected, he once again dodged by turning his head away: "You won't grow taller if you rub your head."

"I saw that you didn't dodge when Mr. Zhongli touched your head." Brother Ya looked hurt.

Shen Qianluo choked for a second, then hummed and said in a quiet tone: "Mr. Zhongli is not as tall as Brother Ya, I am helping him grow~"

I don’t know what effect this will have if Zhongli hears it.

Tartaglia's thoughts drifted for a moment due to inexplicable associations, and he felt a little jealous that Shen Qianluo always liked to pester Zhongli. As Daimao passed by his eyes, the presence of the soft and furry child in his arms became stronger and stronger.

The faint fragrance of green pine surrounded his nose. His breathing froze for a moment and his heartbeat became faster and faster than usual and much more difficult to suppress.

Ever since he knew that Shen Qianluo was not a real child, but a strong and vigorous young man who attracted attention like the blazing sun, strange emotions began to spread in his heart.

He has always been a person who admires the strong. Not to mention when he faced such a handsome boy, and when he defeated him with his own hands, he smiled and pressed him in his arms with a proud look.

The dark eyes buried in the shadows gradually slid from Shen Qianluo's cheek to her neck, collarbone, chest, slender waist, and tight belly...Zattaglia suddenly sighed helplessly and with a headache.

No, no, Shen Qianluo's body is still that of a child, isn't he too beastly! ?

"Brother Ya?" The child was still unaware of it. Seeing him like this, he thought that he was unwell or hurt by him, and leaned over to take a look at him with concern.

The warmth and fragrance of our intertwined bodies became clearer...

The next second, Shen Qianluo suddenly stiffened, his wrist was grabbed by a slender and powerful hand, and the sudden force pulled him into the arms. His waist was also hesitantly wrapped around by the slightly hot arms.

The clear voice of the past has become much more magnetic, and the warm breath brushes the hair beside the ear and blows into the delicate neck like a tickle: "I will not betray the Queen, but above feelings and love, Qianluo... can you allow me to believe in you?"

Shen Qianluo widened his eyes slightly.

Finally, a Xiao bird came from the door with an angry voice: "Let him go!"