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

Suddenly, the clouds surged and the Danxia was filled with golden light.

His eyelashes trembled in surprise, and for a moment Shen Qianluo was not even sure of the identity of the visitor.

The dragon roared majestically, and its body was towering. The moment the dragon appeared, the sea of ​​clouds was stirred up by the powerful pressure. Before Shen Qianluo's divine power exploded, and before the gods on the opposite side raised their hands to cast their nets, a flash of golden light suddenly appeared, and it suddenly spanned between the two.

"you…"

The dragon that suddenly appeared was very long, majestic and yet strangely familiar. The dragon's body skillfully encircled the confused boy, and before Shen Qianluo could speak, it forcibly suppressed the spiritual fire that was about to burst out.

At the same time, while the boy was being caught obediently, the dragon's tail swept across, carrying the momentum of thousands of rolling rocks, and with a "snap", it slapped several gods away without any mercy.

Not only did Shen Qianluo look unexpectedly stunned, but the enemy who flew out inexplicably also stopped thinking while flying backwards.

"…Oh no, it's reinforcements!"

"Why is it a dragon!?"

However, the bad guys should be aware of doing bad things, and they stopped right behind him. Several people looked at each other, and they all saw the undisguised murderous intent in their expressions.

Shen Qianluo has lost his fighting power, but his reinforcements are just a hateful dragon. When they join forces, they are as strong as three gods.

As long as we kill this unworthy obstacle...

“Dragon Clan?” On the other side, the young master, who was still cramped in the warm entanglement and shivering all over, was gently put down. He half-closed one eye and tried his best to look at the other party, “You are... Morax?”

Zhongli once told him that the secrets of the Dragon Clan were all created by Morax, so the current Dragon Clan must be...

Why is his aura so similar to Mr. Zhongli's - almost identical? ?

Fortunately, the enemy on the opposite side did not leave the young master too much time. The god had a splitting headache. He glanced at the corner of his eye and tried to struggle to stand up with a slight hum: "Be careful of sneak attacks, I..."

The situation was urgent and cold sweat ran down the boy's cheek. However, the more tense the situation became, the more he could no longer support his uncontrollable legs. His heartbeat, panting, and body trembling became stronger.

His opportunity was interrupted just now, and when he wanted to take action again, his head hurt so much that he almost whimpered.

"You go down and rest." Then he only felt the soft dragon's tail covering his head, and was pushed back dizzy.

The next second, the airflow surrounding his body suddenly loosened, and the dragon that was entangled with him attacked fiercely. Before Shen Qianluo could react, every scale reflected a golden light in the sunlight.

The sounds of panic and fear and the noises of chaos came one after another. Lights intersected, divine powers collided, large swathes of golden light blurred, there were also sounds of rocks surging, and the red color of boiling blood splashed in the air.

Weakly struggling at the edge of the battle center, the boy supported his forehead and swayed, his vision slightly unfocused.

The seal was still causing continuous damage. The fierce airflow from the battle lifted up his soft bangs, the sea of ​​clouds was shaking, and the sunlight was blurred, making it even more difficult for him to see the scene in front of him clearly.

"…How is it going?"

He could vaguely sense that the battle would soon be over, and the winner would bring a brief peace, then turn around and walk towards him.

who is it?

Which side won?

In a daze, he heard the person who came quicken his pace after seeing his condition. He wanted to raise his head to pretend to be majestic, but his body was empty and he fell from the clouds in a moment of distraction.

“Eh?” It was the first time that the young master was so exhausted. He was startled and instinctively grabbed the person who came. The divine power surged above his head, “Don’t be afraid.”

"Hold on... well." Before he could even utter the command, his delicate arms were pulled over, and he lay prone in a warm embrace.

When the god could no longer distinguish between heaven and earth, front and back, left and right, he became entangled with the reliable Longlong who knew the current situation, and they fell into the clouds together.

But this description may not be accurate.

Only Shen Qianluo fell down, while Zhongli landed steadily, holding a dazed, disheveled child in his arms.

Looking down at his appearance, Zhongli couldn't help but feel pity in his heart. He lowered his head slightly and gently tapped his forehead. In just a moment, he had unlocked the seal that had troubled the god for a long time.

The boy, who seemed to have fainted, leaned on his chest and panted for a few seconds. Then he groaned weakly and slowly opened his eyes.

The first second I opened my eyes, I saw Mr. Zhongli, who looked very familiar, and I was stunned for another second.

Even the lines of thanks and solicitation that I had already prepared were stuck in my throat.

Morax is Mr. Zhongli?

...Mr. Zhongli is indeed Morax!

"Sir, you——"

"Young Master, are you injured? When Morax handed you over to me just now, I was really nervous."

Shen Qianluo:?

An expression of "as expected" flashed across his face, and he quickly stopped the loss. Shen Qianluo almost choked himself, and hesitantly put his arms around Zhongli's neck: "Was it the dragon named Morax... who handed me over to you, sir?"

Pushing the messy silver hair behind his ears, Zhongli shielded the boy from the sharp wind at the bottom of the cliff: "Yes, he still has government affairs to attend to. After calling me over..."

“Sir, please don’t lie to me.” Shen Qianluo suddenly interrupted him, tightening his fingertips around his shirt. He realized his mistake the next moment and hung his head helplessly, his breathing becoming a little disordered. “I…but the young master. No one can deceive me…”

Is it true that no one has deceived himself?

The boy bit his lower lip and couldn't stop shaking. He tried his best to keep his tone steady, and the redness in the corners of his eyes became more and more unbearable. "Even if it's you, if you dare to deceive the gods, I will..."

The gods who were deceived, the gods who failed to prepare for the rainy day, the gods who were forced to flee in panic...

"I, I..." It seemed that he could not control the fluctuations of his emotions. Shen Qianluo's pupils, which were buried deep in the shadows, shrank slightly. It was as if he suddenly realized that he was in a mess, but was witnessed by many people coming and going. He wanted to push the other person away as if he was furious.

The next second, my shoulders were wrapped in warmth, and with the most gentle and tolerant attitude, all my uneasiness and helplessness melted into the warm chest: "Take a break."

"Sir...?" Shen Qianluo was stunned for a moment, burying her cheek in his clothes. Listening to Zhongli's gentle whisper, she inexplicably became quiet.

"Although I don't know why the young master was injured, I have exhausted my heart and soul to fulfill my duty for the benefit of my people. This is the hard work of a god."

"It begins with hard work, and there are dangers and crises along the way. What's more, some people cannot understand the greatness of it. This is the nobility of God."

"It is unfair that only the gods can taste this kind of flavor. But the gods are not completely arrogant. In this world, there are tens of thousands of people who love the gods. If the young master is willing to believe me..."

"As a god who is familiar with you, I can vouch for it myself. Wherever the gods look, there are thousands and thousands of people who love them, and I am also in love with them."