I don’t know how long I walked.

Until the long-lost sunshine pierced through the dark clouds, the gloomy world began to brighten up.

The rain and fog gradually dissipated, and a little wet warmth fell on the woman's body.

She gently put down her hat and placed it in her own pure land. Her waterfall-like purple hair sparkled in the sun and then cascaded down to her thighs.

He pulled out the wooden sword from his waist, took out some bandages from his wrist, gently wiped off the remaining water and dew on the sword, and then used a little bit of lightning power to strengthen the blade. (It only strengthened the toughness, without enchantment.) Finally, he put it at his waist.

The purple eyes narrowed slightly, and the woman turned sideways and looked up.

Looking at the huge snake-shaped skeleton in the distance, which was once his defeated opponent, Ying's eyes softened a little.

The traveler had already told her the real reason behind their feud hundreds of years ago.

A great demon who is willing to sacrifice himself so that his people can regain light from the bottomless abyss.

Just Yuri Sasa...

Ugh.

The old days began to ripple in her heart again.

Memories are always hard to let go and cannot be taken lightly.

Later generations can only inherit this heaviness and then continue on their way in a complicated way.

But the traveler told her that people in the past warned her to look forward.

Eternity can only continue if you keep moving forward. It is undoubtedly wrong to use the future, which can still be corrected, to save the scarred past.

"Could it be that if I die, will you still insist on doing what you want?" The young man's brilliant and healing smile gave the god of a country, who had been exhausted for hundreds of years, a chance to breathe.

"There's no need to blame yourself, just do the best you can."

"You must be proud to say in front of the Son of God: 'Except cooking, I can do everything!' Haha..."

Recalling the scene that suddenly popped up in my mind.

That night, he talked to himself about many profound truths.

Just like her sister, she is a bit long-winded.

but……

Why do I like listening to him so much...

Saving Inazuma gave me an epiphany...

I once traveled with him on Inazuma's land, feeling the earthly atmosphere that Liyue often talked about.

Seeing with my own eyes, the smiles of my people are so innocent.

Being with him, I feel like I'm back with you.

You and Huzaigong and the others enthusiastically accepted the various fruits, cloths and fish that were sent to you.

Accepting everyone's kindness is the greatest gift in return.

I still remember the dinner party under the cherry tree in the summer six hundred years ago. I wish you could come back.

If I have a chance, I would like to tell you a good news:

Sister, I have found someone who is as worthy of my life as you...

[Ying, as the prototype of the heroine Raiden Mei in my novel, but she is just a mortal, without any unthinking sword, or the power to sever everything...]

[you mean……]

[That’s right, without using any divine power, I disguised myself as an unknown female swordsman and traveled around Inazuma…]

Well, listen to the travelers.

Now Ying seems to be gradually liking her identity as "Raiden Mei".

When encountering disgusting people like before, killing them fairly and then sending down thunder to kill them is just the execution of divine authority.

There is no need for those who have committed heinous crimes to exist.

Originally, Ying just wanted to go to places where there were more wandering warriors to see where the travelers collected materials.

Her followers still locked themselves up in the shrine, refusing to reveal any trace of the traveler.

Even the writer named Kuroda that he was looking for could not be found.

It was obviously done by the pink fox!

Although it is possible to find it by forcing it, Ying thought about it and decided to give up.

Maybe the traveler is working hard on writing it.

By the way, I remember there was a big purple bird on Qinglai Island that I shot a long time ago. Would you like to go and take a look?

After so long, I wonder if the remaining evil thoughts have dissipated.

Besides, there are still too few people on that island. When the time comes, I will talk to Shen Zi and the others about the relocation plan for Qinglai Island.

Then go for it.

……

Traveler's Dust Song Pot

"Stupid bird, stupid bird, stop sleeping!" Paimon, who had been waiting for who knows how long, shook A Yuan, who had been sleeping under the eaves of the mansion, desperately.

I watched helplessly as all the crops in the cave grew.

Windmill chrysanthemums that spin without wind, bright red Jueyun peppers, dandelions waiting for the wind to blow... (Some crops cannot be planted in the game, so you can ignore them.)

One day, one day, one day!

The traveler hasn't let himself out yet!

Paimon's expectant look gradually turned into anxiety, then despair, and then to a sadness that he dared not admit.

Without real confirmation, Paimon didn't dare to think of the worst.

He was a traveler who brought countless miracles, how could he fall here?

Besides, he didn't say it himself.

This is not the end, we still have a long way to go.

The journey to the Seven Kingdoms is still long. You promised to take Paimon to try all the delicacies in the Seven Kingdoms...

"Oh, what are you fighting for? The space outside the pot has been very unstable recently. Since you came in, the space outside has been like a sea with a rainstorm and tsunami. I have been trying my best to repair and maintain it. If it weren't for some precious materials given by Grandma Ping, the pot would have broken. What dangerous place have you and the traveler been to again?" A Yuan leaned out with dissatisfaction, holding up the lid of the pot.

I had wanted to take a good rest after the repairs I had done not long ago, but my sweet dreams were disturbed by this damn guy.

"What? The space outside the pot?! Isn't that the space that the traveler brings with him..." Upon hearing this, Paimon instantly lost the power to fly, and she fell directly onto the hard marble table.

This feeling is similar to the suffocating and powerless feeling when I first fell into the sea.

The darkness devours its own light, and the sea devours its own body.

The endless feeling of falling, long and extreme despair.

But he still saved him at that time, but who can save him now?

One fishing trip in exchange for three years of constant companionship.

In the end, he was protecting himself.

I didn’t want that subconscious touch of his head to comfort me a day ago to become his final farewell to me…

"Clang..." The little crown that had been floating on her head also fell to the ground.

"Ah - what's wrong with you? Don't scare me." Yuan was so frightened when she saw this that the lid of the cup almost fell off.

"Impossible, impossible..." Tears were now streaming down Paimon's little cheeks.

Please, this is Paimon's biggest nightmare, please don't let it happen again, really.

But once the nightmare comes true, despair will sweep over your whole body.

The longest separation we had ever had was in Xumi, which also lasted for one day.

At that time, I thought the sky was falling.

The strongest duo resounding throughout Teyvat - Star Platinum, should not only be White.

Shouldn't...

"no!"

"I won't agree!"

"I won't allow you to do this!"

"Wow...we agreed to be together."

"Traveler, wait for me!"

"Hey, Paimon, where are you?"

A nebula flashed and the small body disappeared.

She wants to break this desperate dream and find her own light with her own hands.

[Wait for me, traveler...]

Even if you are at the end of your journey, I will find you.

This is our agreement.

Betting is a lifetime commitment.

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