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

This was the first time that Malice faced his long-lost friends since waking up.

She had never leaned on his chest so quietly before, the silver light of the stars sprinkled down like a veil, and the tower, which was obviously broken and surrounded by broken walls, looked like a huge palace.

The core of the hall was Zhongli who was kneeling on the ground and Shen Qianluo who was being embraced tightly.

The fluffy hair brushed against Zhongli's cheek. The boy was so weak at the moment that even his breathing was barely perceptible. He tilted his head slightly and whispered in the man's ear with a faint smile: "I'm the one who survived in the end... Are you disappointed?"

"Don't make any more noise, keep your strength, I..."

"Your Majesty is rarely so flustered, but I... have to say it." Shen Qianluo laughed, turned his head away and rejected the soul power infused by Zhongli. He seemed to want to raise his hand to touch him, but he couldn't even muster this slight strength.

"Mingming, you still want him to come back intact... Why... do you still want to keep me..."

Holding the boy's cold hand firmly, Zhongli tightened his arm around him slightly, his eyes flickering with almost uncontrollable eagerness and sorrow: "I have never denied you... Qianluo, don't look down on yourself anymore..."

He couldn't keep him, not even with the power from the soul level.

He could even still sense his inevitable dispersion, like sand that could no longer be retained through fingers, returning again and again from his life to rock, soil and dust.

"Don't leave me again..."

Zhongli, the final departure. The god is as graceful as a startled dragon, he is like the blazing sun, he gives his people the deepest gaze, but only the god himself knows that in the deepest part of his rock-hard heart, he fears separation the most.

Looking up at the crystal tears that suddenly rolled down the god's cheek, Shen Qianluo was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered with a trace of sadness, he suddenly smiled, his tone was so weak that it seemed like it would dissipate with a gust of wind, but it was shallow and joyful.

"Don't cry, Ali...if you keep doing this...I will become soft-hearted..."

With every word he spoke, his malicious eyes would dim a little, as if he didn't care at all about the boundary between life and death. His eyelashes drooped wearily, and he leaned quietly on his strong chest, maintaining his usual joking and teasing tone.

"You know...Ali, maybe...I shouldn't have been able to hold on until now..."

"Come to think of it, I should thank that foolish kindness... for tossing myself... down to the level of a child... Fortunately, in the end, your wear and tear..."

Stabilizing the malicious soul over and over again, cherishing the last bit of tenderness, Zhongli's eyes flashed with unexpected surprise: "...wear and tear?"

Malice slightly raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, and almost closed his eyes in a weary manner, but his tone remained stubborn and cheerful: "Yes, you should be wondering... why Malice is still a teenager, but Kindness has turned into a child..."

“In fact, it’s just a simple transaction…” He barely managed to hold up his dissipated spirit, raised his head maliciously, and smiled at Zhongli with a happy and naughty smile, “Everything is just a sudden thought that came to my mind before I left…”

"He said..." He whispered maliciously, and he actually laughed, "In order to prevent history from being changed, in order to be able to take away more faith when he wakes up again... and also for a moment of rebellion and willfulness..."

"My departure will surely make him extremely sad... If my death will cause him to suffer more damage, then... let me do what I can for him..."

Gazing deeply at Zhongli's expression with eyes wide open in shock, Shen Qianluo curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and then, little by little, he closed his eyes in his arms: "So he... used all his kindness and love... to bear the wear and tear brought by time for you..."

His voice had invisibly become extremely light, like a dying fire, murmuring wearily, and in the whistling wind, it completely calmed down: "What a pity, I'm sorry...A-Li. Now, the last bit of love left in his soul... has also been consumed..."

"Qianluo!!" At the last moment when Shen Qianluo's soul returned to silence, Zhongli's heart, which was once again thrown away by the young man with life and death, boiled with suffocation that was enough to tear him apart. Even if his chest as solid as a rock maintained tranquility and stability for thousands of years, it would eventually burst into pieces because of the young man with such a profound life.

As if she had completely lost her mind, she hugged him tightly in her arms. The pain in her chest made her breathing full of incomparable sorrow. She knelt there, just hugging him tightly, who could no longer open his eyes. Her voice and eyes trembled as she called out over and over again.

"Qianluo, wake up... wake up... don't fall asleep here... I can withstand the wear and tear, you don't have to do it for me..."

"Old man..." Wendy, who was also at a loss, hesitated for a moment, and tentatively walked to the side of the god, "You still..."

He was surprised to see that the Rock Demon, who had always been so calm and steady in his impression, was just hugging the boy tightly. He seemed to be as quiet as a rock, and was silent, with his hair covering his eyes that could not be seen clearly.

He saw drop after drop of crystal liquid sliding down his cheeks, quietly and desperately wetting the boy's clothes on his shoulders.

Yes... the person he cared about so much, the person he cherished so much, had reached the end of his life twice in front of him, but in the end, he was just...

To protect myself who is totally unaware.

Wendy stood beside them and fell into silence for a long time.

That was the first time he saw the god with a heart as strong as a rock collapse in despair, and at the same time, hug another young man with such an extremely strong and passionate gesture.