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

Soft oval patterns are carved on the street lanterns. When the night falls quietly, the whole street slowly immerses itself in a tranquil atmosphere.

Shen Qianluo held Longlong in his arms and stood side by side with Sanbing on the street of the Grand Bazaar. The hazy light spread along the growth of the leaves towards the darkness, and also dyed the figures of the young men with a warm color.

"How does it feel to be a god for a day?"

In the peripheral vision, the scattered soldier crossed his arms and said stubbornly, "It's just an arrangement against a cowardly god. A god who is too weak can only make these boring preparations."

Hearing this, Shen Qianluo raised his eyebrows but was not angry. He was not in a hurry, but teased Laman: "But I guess that the future new god has never seen through everything I have arranged."

"…" He wanted to refute but was speechless for a second, and Sanbing continued to snort, "You are hostile to the little Jixiang Grass King..."

"That's wrong."

"...You want the Traveler to help her solve the crisis?"

'That's not right.'

"...You want to be my enemy?"

'No. Why should I be your enemy?'

'……' The scattered soldiers were slightly furious again.

He felt that his casual chats with Shen Qianluo would always be like this. He pretended to be self-righteous, and the boy opposite him smiled happily in return.

In the end, he failed and became frustrated, turning back into the Fatui executor that Shen Qianluo was used to before he became a god.

"No matter what you are planning, does it matter to me who is about to become a god? In the face of absolute power, humans, even you, should recognize how weak you are."

Shen Qianluo held his chin in thought: "I see, you can't guess the will of the gods, so you are so aggressive towards me~"

'ha!?'

Sanbing was furious. "Xiaoshen Qianluo, listen carefully. I came to see you not to waste my precious time shopping with you. You dragged me around all night, you should explain——"

He suppressed his anger and stared at the many boxes of candies in Shen Qianluo's arms, the new desserts in his hands, the dazzling array of decorations hooked on the dragon's tail in his arms, and even the sparkling little gems, and then met the boy's innocent blinking expression.

Blood pressure soared again, if the doll had: "You took me to buy these, what is the deep meaning?"

Shen Qianluo blinked again, and his obedient tone was filled with a hint of weakness and hesitation: "Food and... daily necessities?"

"You know I didn't ask that...!"

Shen Qianluo's eyes were attracted by the stall selling animal hairpins on the street. His eyes lit up and he dragged the angry soldier to the stall without saying anything: "It suits you very well~ Look."

With his slender fingers, which were as light as spring water, he picked up one of the purple cat-ear hairpins. Shen Qianluo glanced at Sanbing with a smile, as if he was secretly comparing the compatibility of the puppet boy and the cat-ear hairpin.

"…" Sanbing felt that he and Shen Qianluo must be born incompatible...

No, Shen Qianluo must have been sent by God specifically to torture him due to his pitiful endurance.

"Ignorance. You don't think you're going to do that for me who is just a shadow..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Qianluo enthusiastically put hairpins on the clearly phantom soldiers.

The skirmisher's voice stopped abruptly, and the cat ears formed a cute triangle on the top of his head.

Three seconds later, he exploded: "Xiao Shen Qian Luo!!!"

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Sanbing didn't understand why, but when he caught up with Shen Qianluo and pushed him to a remote corner, he was stunned for a second and looked at the leisurely boy, their breaths intertwined, he still couldn't help feeling surprised.

Raising his hand to touch the hairpin on top of his head, he really felt it existing on top of his head, as if it had become one with him the moment he raised his hand.

Why……

He was clearly just a phantom existing in Shen Qianluo's consciousness.

How could he possibly affect the shadow that shouldn't exist, or even cause direct contact between them?

The dragon in the boy's arms seemed to sense the strangeness of the situation. It suddenly raised its tail and bared its fangs at him, making threatening noises: "! !"

Shen Qianluo pushed him back, his head buried in his chest: "Longlong, be good, now is the adult's time."

Longlong:?

Raising his hand to grab the slender wrist of the soldier, Shen Qianluo lowered his eyes slightly, and spoke in a friendly tone, like a gentle spring breeze: "It hurts a lot. For the sake of ignorance, I will forgive you this time."

'Flute God...'

Staring at the pretty face so close to him with a gloomy look, Sanbing had no intention of letting him go, "Who are you? Ordinary gods, even if they have great power, cannot have such ability. What's more, I have never been able to see through the real you."

"What are you thinking about now? What is your purpose in approaching me? I advise you to tell me the truth, otherwise, right now, right here, I can make you pay the price for deceiving me."

The lowered tone became increasingly gloomy and cold.

Shen Qianluo sighed softly, revealing a sad expression: "It's just because I'm very interested in you. It turns out that the future new god is speculating on the good intentions of the weak demon god, which really makes Qianluo sad. "

Of course, the attitude is quite hypocritical.

The struggling Longlong raised his head with all his strength and raised his dragon horns, intending to warn the scattered soldiers who were too close.

Shen Qianluo pushed him back again and smoothed his fur slowly.

'……' Longlong was getting depressed.

But he was held tightly, buried in its warm embrace, unable to extricate himself.

'Kindness? Oh, that's funny. When have you ever shown me kindness?'

'Tonight, isn't it?'

'What…?'

The soldier was stunned for a moment, but the young man gently pushed his wrist away. His expression was pitiful, and the suppressed amusement in his voice was completely buried under the false tenderness: "I have always known that the price of becoming a god is very heavy."

"So what? As long as I achieve the result I want, my life so far will just be a meaningless process."

Shen Qianluo shook his head slightly, lowered his voice, and said meaningfully: "Then, the night before you lost yourself and officially became a god, leaving such a past with me, isn't it also a proof that you once existed in the world?"

'Just like the long-gone Red King, the Flower God, and the Great Kind Tree King, who gathered together that year.'

At this moment, his heart suddenly trembled. As if thousands of words were stuck in his heart, Sanbing slightly opened his eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but deep in his stunned eyes, he only clearly reflected the face of the young man, "You..."

'...! ! '

Finally, at the last moment, Longlong jumped up angrily, and used his round dragon horns to push away the scattered soldiers with a "bang".