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

"Come on everyone, today is Buyer's birthday, how can we not celebrate it properly?"

"Slow down, don't get burned by the firewood."

"Amon is always like this, you spoil the fun. I am the great God of Flowers. How can a mere flame hurt me?"

Her eyelashes fluttered before she gently opened her eyes. The girl's cheerful voice and the young man's calm, gentle but teasing voice went from her left ear to her right ear.

The bonfire was blazing in front of me, and the grass where the girl ran joyfully was covered with bright purple flowers. The gorgeous flowers swayed gently in the wind, and the shadows of the firelight outlined a holy outline. On the grass, there were the figures of two gods talking and laughing.

Maintaining the first-person perspective, she was slightly stunned.

'here it is……'

"A first-person dream?"

'What a strange feeling, I actually saw the first-person perspective of the dream while I was awake.'

The next second, the chattering in my head continued to penetrate from my left ear to my right ear.

First person perspective: …

'Be quiet, the story is playing.'

You can tell that this sentence comes from El Haisen.

The protagonist of the first-person perspective then withdrew his gaze from the white palm, judged that he should be a woman, and turned his gaze to the ancient Red King Amon and the flower goddess Nabu Marikata.

It is not difficult to infer from the words just spoken by the Flower God that they are preparing a birthday banquet for the god of Xumi, Buyer.

Then the girl who was following behind and gazing at them at this moment...

The former god of Xumi, the Great Compassionate Tree King?

"...So, it's a memory from that time."

"The first Flower Goddess Festival... However, there is no such thing now."

The Red King and the Flower God on the opposite side were still communicating in good spirits.

Of course, it looked as if the girl was hitting the young man in anger and resentment.

The cause was probably the Red King holding his chin and mumbling to himself in an academic tone: "Can't the flame burn it? ... Let me try burning it."

The Flower Goddess screamed, "Please don't really burn yourself. Look, my headdress is all burnt."

"Feel sorry."

"Hmph, I don't hear much apology."

"Okay, both of you, take your seats quickly. Since today is my birthday, just listen to me and don't make any noise. How about that?" The Great Compassionate Tree King spoke from the first-person perspective, his tone coaxing with a smile, and it was obvious that he was a gentle god.

'Our mouths are moving on their own. Is this what it feels like to have lips moving?'

'Seno, please don't speak.'

The gathering of gods was a joyous one. There were three gods, but the dining table was set with four chairs.

The people who were peeking at the screen noticed this immediately, but before they could start arguing over the reasons, a clear and warm young man's voice came from behind the Great Compassionate Tree King.

Just hearing the voice was enough to remind people of the young man's gentleness and elegance, causing everyone to fall silent for a moment and reveal a look of shock (if everyone's expressions could affect the first-person perspective of the Great Kindness Tree King).

"Everyone is here now. Even though we've been playing together all day, tonight's banquet is still a good time to take a break."

Under the gaze of the three gods, the young man seemed to have just finished a task. He walked to the only empty seat and sat down, breathing a sigh of relief.

"A Luo is here. You've worked hard recently and have made a lot of preparations for the plan." The flower god joked with a smile.

"Recover well, I'll take care of the barbecue." Chi Wang glanced at him and volunteered.

"That's not necessary. Both of us have good cooking skills. Amon will be responsible for cutting the meat." The Great Tree King chuckled considerately, not knowing whether it was because of the Scarlet King's terrible barbecue skills.

"Then I will respectfully obey your orders and wait for your great works."

The atmosphere did not cool down with the arrival of the tired boy, but instead it reached a climax. At the banquet, they toasted and drank (one boy seemed to have only juice), and when they were drunk, the flower goddess suggested a dance.

The Red King immediately said that he would play music for her, and the Tree King smiled and sang.

The ensemble of the gods is naturally merry and beautiful, accompanied by singing and dancing.

From the perspective of the Great Compassion Tree King, the young man maintained the curve of his lips, his posture became more relaxed, he leaned lightly against the tree trunk and looked up at the starry sky, his eyes were scattered and no longer focused, and the breeze blew through his slightly messy bangs.

The three gods must have sensed his fatigue. This move was not only to celebrate the birthday of the Great Compassionate Tree King, but also to help him relax his tense nerves a little.

"Ah Luo...Qian Luo really knew the three gods a long time ago."

"Oh, when he doesn't talk, he's a little more pleasing to the eye."

'I can feel that he is very tired. Maybe he is carrying something.'

"What's wrong? Are you thinking about your brother again?"

At this time, the peepers noticed that the Great Compassion Tree King had stood up. She sat down next to the young man and turned her eyes to him with concern.

Shen Qianluo was slightly startled, then he withdrew his gaze from the starry sky, his tone and expression were calm: "Why do you think so?"

The Great Compassion Tree King raised his lips and said, "Every time you miss him, you look up at the stars and the silver moon. Over time, I discovered this pattern... It's not a secret, right?"

The young man pinched his chin reflectively: "Is that so? I didn't even notice it myself...it's really quite obvious."

The girl shook her head: "Of course, the feelings you have when you miss someone are uncontrollable."

Shen Qianluo smiled faintly and suppressed the emotions in his eyes: "Unfortunately, the enemy is very happy to see me like this."

"...But there are no enemies here. Why don't you try to relax a little?" The Great Compassion Tree King finally sighed helplessly, "You will definitely meet him. Obviously, you have made so many preparations."

"If I can go home alive, I really hope to see him again."

She received a half-teasing, half-sighing answer from the young man. She propped her chin up and stared at the god's perfect smile, and suddenly asked.

"If the four of us gods can live to see the light of day, would you like to go to Arru together - the eternal paradise in our imagination?"

"Why not come up with a nice name now?" The god lowered his black pupils sleepily, and his tone was tinged with a hint of laziness.

The Red King and the Flower God nearby also came over upon hearing the sound.

"Name?"

"Name our Aru? Hmm...then let's call him Xiaoshu Chihuashen."

“…It’s better for the little tree to eat the flower god.”

"Your words are even worse."

As expected, the two of them quarreled with each other again.

"We are all geniuses in writing." The Great Compassionate Tree King couldn't help but chuckle. He leaned back against the tree trunk behind him and, together with his friends, placed himself in the loess and oasis under the galaxy, gazing into the distance at the starry sky that the young man had just gazed at.

After a moment's silence, she spoke softly, "A Luo likes stars and silver moons very much... How about naming our A Ru Xing Yue?"

"Aru Xingyue? It's a good name." The Flower God's eyes lit up, and he looked at the Red King and agreed strongly.

But they heard the boy's chuckle: "Xingyue, that's not a good wish."

"But that is your home. Your past memories and future destination are all there. In this case, Aru, named Xingyue, cannot be considered a hopeless name." The flower god frowned slightly and argued with reason.

Standing in the sandy breeze and looking at the silver-haired boy, the Red King relaxed his gaze and asked softly, "Do you like it?"

Casting his endless gaze towards the galaxy again, Shen Qianluo finally chuckled and stood up: "It's rare that I'm in such a good mood, so let's play another song. The title of the song is, A Ru Xing Yue, how about it?"

"Okay!" "That's it!"

For a moment, the only sound under the starry sky was the laughter of the gods.

The stars twinkle and dance in the deep blue silence. The melodious flute music pushes open the long and vast scroll, extending to the unobstructed night at the edge of the sky.

Between the stars and the moon, Aru is a god.