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

He hadn't felt such warmth for a long, long time.

Xiao held him tightly, his heartbeat seemed to speed up a lot, and the light of wind elemental power lit up and connected to the boy's cold body, trying to take on the pain that he should not have to endure.

Wendy, who was leaning against him from behind, rested her chin on the boy's shoulder, as if she was hugging him comfortably, and narrowed her eyes: "We can all share your pain, so don't hold on any longer."

Even the malicious Shen Qianluo was at a loss for words.

It's like hanging two large pendants on your body, but these two pendants are warm and hot, making people reluctant to tear them off and throw them away.

He was even slightly distracted and felt inexplicably at a loss for a moment.

"…I won't forgive you for something like this. I'm not in pain, I'm just recovering my strength." He coughed and looked away. Just like an angry but coaxed little animal, secretly liking the feeling of having its fur stroked, while proudly raising its head to show disdain.

Wendy laughed even more happily: "Hey, I didn't realize before, Qianluo smells so good, I'm a little reluctant to leave you~"

“You must have heard my song, and you came all the way here to stabilize me, a threat to Teyvat, right?”

"Hey? But I still like Qian Luo——"

"How shameless... you are fooling me, right?"

"No, I'm serious~"

The boy looked at the Lord Wind God who was making a joke. Xiao, who had been silently sharing the pain, was silent for a second, but secretly buried his head in the boy's collar. The itchy wind brushed across his sensitive neck, causing the boy to be stunned for a while before he regained his senses.

"elf?"

"… Stop torturing yourself."

The feeling of pain relief was extremely comfortable and lingering, but unfortunately, the young man still sighed very lightly, and finally chose to take action, gently embracing the young immortal who closed his eyes.

The god behind him did not speak, did not stop him, and did not approve him: "Are you going?"

Looking at the sleeping Xiao, the young man gently placed him on the ground and put on a warm robe: "Well. I will end it all with him."

"…like everyone expected."

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The boy rushed to the top floor.

The dim light enveloped all the metal components, making it look cold and deserted. This was a tower that looked like it had just been destroyed in a war, with broken glass shards scattered all over the ground. The night wind brought in the cold chill, which soaked the sound of the light footsteps as they landed.

He just felt that there were enemies everywhere.

With his pupils shrinking slightly, he dodged the space fragments that pierced the air like a needle. Shen Qianluo smiled faintly. As the flute sounded sharp, raging flames had already filled the opponent's hiding place and exploded with a loud bang.

This is just a corner of the enemy's controlled space.

In other words, the spiritual world that had long been fallen had become a malicious realm, and every inch of grass and tree in this area was under the control of the young god Qianluo.

Of course, the level of divine power possessed by the well-intentioned Qian Xiaoluo is so strong that it is absolutely unattainable for those with bad intentions to do so.

Therefore, this battle was extremely thrilling. If one could understand the horror of the confrontation between the force of space and the fire element controlled by the young man and the boy, one would probably be even more worried and surprised.

At least now Shen Qianluo's speed has increased to the point where he has turned into an afterimage. His eyes are slightly gloomy and his expression is very serious. The space around him has become chaotic and shattered beyond recognition, and the interior of the tower has long been burned out by the scorching flames.

Until the boy's chest heaved and he gasped, and he retreated slightly to Zhongli's side, his whole wilted, already weak soul was like the last leaping flame, which would be dissipated by the wind.

"He hates me more than I thought." Looking up at Zhongli, the boy said this with a faint smile on his face. "But I know that he will never hurt you. Sir, if he wins in the end, I won't regret it."

After he finished speaking, he looked deeply into the other party's golden eyes, which were still gentle in the flickering light and shadow of the fire. It seemed that there were still words hidden in his heart that he could not say out loud. In the end, he just smiled, and whispered as if he was throwing himself into the battlefield or fleeing in a hurry, "I still like you very much, sir."

The kid's aho-hair flickered, and he was about to run away without looking back, but he was still grabbed by Zhongli.

In the temporarily silent wind, he turned his back to the person he cared about, the roaring fire in front of him swayed the silver hair that covered his eyes, and the flames burst out with anxious sounds in the dilapidated tower, as if splitting two worlds from the peaceful tenderness of both parties.

"Stay, Qianluo."

Without looking back, Shen Qianluo opened his mouth and finally chuckled: "...Sir, do you regret it now?"

Zhongli shook his head slightly and cast his gaze towards the silent attack not far away. Ever since Qian Xiaoluo came to talk to him, the other party stopped attacking and just remained silent, as if staring at him proudly, not paying attention to the brief pause.

"I have countless ways to keep you with the contract, but this is not fair to you or to him. Qianluo, I once promised that it is my unshirkable responsibility to protect you, and the other half of your soul also belongs to the person who made this promise back then."

"... "

"He may have reasons for not wanting to communicate with me, but I will still take the initiative to find him. Give me some time, even if the final result is still no reconciliation..."

"Ali."

His eyes trembled at this moment, and Zhongli's words froze in his throat the moment the boy whispered.

He stared at his back, and the heart in his chest that seemed never to be moved finally trembled with an almost unignorable sadness.

“Don’t say any more. I know that the current situation must make you sad, but…” The boy raised his eyes and his gaze met with the shadowy silhouette of the young man in the deepest part of the fire, “I don’t like this.”

"It seems that you have a new entanglement. Don't continue, evil." He said calmly, raised his arm towards the boy, pointed the wooden flute in the distance, "Don't involve others, make it over with me. Don't compare a mere soul fragment with me."

"This is the last time you've made me unhappy." Shen Qianluo smiled faintly, his eyes shining with a golden hue. "Even if you are a branch of my soul and dare to go against me, I will make you disappear into ashes and smoke."