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

When Shen Qianluo was the first to react and run out of the dusty golden house, he looked up at the gray sky. The moisture in the air had been suppressed to the point of being thick.

The emotions of confusion and panic were like a stone that caused a thousand waves, carrying with it the stinking pressure of the sea demon god, spreading across Liyue Harbor in waves higher than the last.

Xiao and Tartaglia followed immediately, looking up at the roaring water snake with different expressions.

Xiao's face naturally darkened, filled with murderous intent towards his long-lost enemy Osel, and the Hepu Kite in his hand lit up.

Tartaglia's expression was a little strange. Although he was planning to release the Whirlpool Demon God if he couldn't get the Heart of the Rock God, it was a pity that he didn't have the chance to be a villain...

I would like to state in advance that it was the Hundred No Taboos Lu who did it himself!

“Xiao, notify the immortals immediately. The Demon God has appeared in the world, and everyone should put aside their prejudices and defend Liyue together.” Without hesitation, Shen Qianluo turned to look at the young man, and their eyes intertwined in mid-air.

There were no overly coercive orders, nor was there any sense of oppression or unparalleled power. The boy's eyes were calm, and his expression and tone at that moment were clearly calm and gentle, yet it made it almost impossible for anyone to have the slightest intention of disobeying.

Xiao was stunned for a moment, and in a trance, he even saw the figure of the young man with a gentle smile back then.

His heart beat suddenly violently for a second. He came back to his senses after a moment and responded seriously, "Okay. If you are in danger, call my name and I will come as I am called."

"Don't worry, I will protect myself." Shen Qianluo smiled at him with the corners of his mouth curved, his tone still full of coaxing and doting as if he were treating a younger brother.

His throat moved slightly, and his slightly pursed lips swallowed back so much loneliness. Xiao stared coldly at Tartaglia for the last time, threw out a wave of silent threats, and left in a flash.

Tartaglia curled up the corners of her lips, and looked up and down at her beloved with her fiery and gentle eyes. "Is this what you look like when you are serious? Qianluo, how many things about you can surprise me?"

As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of the kid's expression, which had not softened, and couldn't help but laugh: "Are you going to blame me for preparing the Hundred Taboos Talisman? I'm not going to deny my bad thoughts. From the looks of you, I think Rock God is fine."

"However, Osel's appearance cannot be entirely blamed on me." Tartaglia said, leaning down and lowering his voice close to the boy's ear, "Qianluo, in Liyue's words, we are all part of the same family."

His hot breath made her earlobes turn red. Shen Qianluo hesitated and took a step back, humming: "I know, I can't put all the responsibility on Brother Ya. But after all, you prepared the tool to unlock the seal of the demon god, so why not..."

The boy spoke softly and harmlessly, and finally smiled. "Can you help me with something?"

"How cunning." As expected, after seeing the kid's scumbag, Tartaglia laughed, "Just tell me what you want me to do. If it's a date, I will definitely agree with both hands."

Shen Qianluo, who was bullied again, finally couldn't hold back: "I'm still a child!"

Tartaglia smiled scornfully: "It doesn't matter, I'll grow up sooner or later."

The child finally looked away, and after a second of silence, he said calmly, "Some things that are not suitable for children will depend on your performance. But now, if you help the people of Liyue overcome their difficulties, I will consider introducing you to the Emperor."

"Really? You are worthy of being my sweetheart!"

"…If you keep calling me that, I'm going to pull out your hair."

"Haha, I know, I know. I dare not offend you. Um... my Lord God?"

"Okay, be good."

Shen Qianluo finally pulled out the poor aho-hair of Crazy Temptation Tartaglia.

Putting a handful of hair into his pocket, thinking about when to fight back against the executive officer with blood on his head, the boy nimbly climbed up to the attic facing the street.

The whistling water vapor suddenly rushed over and disturbed Shen Qianluo's bright silver hair. Chen Xi's light penetrated through the hair tips, like lively rain, and scattered in the crystal waves.

After the surroundings became completely quiet, he was leaning against the red railing and watching the five bald heads of Osel swaying in the sky. Behind him, the footsteps approached him slowly from far away.

The boy was slightly startled, but he quickly sorted out his emotions. When he looked back, he felt much better, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously: "Everyone is so busy, but you are so relaxed."

"I can't face Osel calmly. The impression of the Whirlpool Demon in my mind can even be called disgust."

“Because he besieged Liyue and caused countless casualties?” Shen Qianluo blinked as he looked up at the man who walked up to him.

The god lowered his eyes and looked at him, shaking his head. His gaze also moved to the people and immortals who were fighting against the devil, and he sighed silently: "Back then, he cruelly took you away from me. For this, I had countless nightmares and imagined many futures that I could only hope for."

Shen Qianluo paused for a moment, and whispered thoughtfully: "He should not blame you."

"But I can't forgive myself."

Suddenly hearing Zhongli's straightforward confession, Shen Qianluo fell silent unexpectedly. Once again, they were like true old friends, watching the grown country side by side.

"Then don't forgive me." In the end, Shen Qianluo still smiled, showing a fox-like smile to the slightly surprised Zhongli, "Look at me more often in the future, don't be confused anymore."

Zhongli stared at him for a moment, and quietly curled his lips: "Okay."

"But no matter what, Osel still deserves a beating. Can we beat him up?"

"If you and I fight, the outcome will be decided in an instant." Zhongli said slowly and gently, "This is the era of humans. Let's take a good look at their performance."

"Even the immortals are the subjects of investigation. You are the only king. Do you want to involve me in these behind-the-scenes plots?"

"The only king?" The two chatted casually. Zhongli glanced at him, smiled silently, and said leisurely, "I have never excluded you from my plan. Qianluo, you have always been the one standing by my side."

Shen Qianluo was stunned for a second, then looked away: "...Sir, if you continue to be so straightforward, I will be embarrassed."

He seemed to hesitate for a long time, then looked up at him seriously, as if swearing something, "From today on, I will be myself again."

As if not surprised at all, Zhongli looked back and said, "It is my honor to accept the real you."

Looking at the other person's calm expression, the boy was stunned for a second: "...Mr. knows all this?"

After all, he still saw his own reflection clearly in the depths of the man's warm golden pupils: "As the person I care about the most now, how could I not notice his abnormality."

He looked at the god of Liyue with his lips curled up, and the tenderness that was only shown to him was swaying in his eyes: "Qianluo, I am willing to accept the most real you."

"You and I have been entangled to this point, and we have already bound each other in the name of a contract. From now on, I will still bother you more, and I will stay with you forever."