Genshin Impact: A Scattered Soldier Traveling Back in Time

He walked to the stream, stretched out his hand and reached directly into the river.

A cool feeling came from his palms, and his eyes narrowed slightly as if he was enjoying it.

A mysterious purple light flashed between his narrowed eyes, and then, the palm he put into the river began to flash with lightning, and purple lightning instantly spread in the river.

However, under his precise control, this powerful force did not spread indiscriminately, but was confined within a certain range.

Before long, a large number of fish turned up their white bellies and floated on the water, obviously having lost all signs of life.

"It seems like the harvest this time is a bit too much, but it doesn't matter." Ying said to himself.

After saying that, he slowly stood up and gently shook off the remaining water stains on his hands.

Then, he waved his right hand, and the fish floating on the water flew to his side automatically as if pulled by an invisible force.

He walked to the side and used elemental power to skillfully remove the fish bones from the fish one by one, and then carefully placed them into the soup in front of him.

Since he often slept outdoors with Sora and Paimon, he specially prepared these tableware and condiments in his storage space in case of emergency.

Fortunately, his storage space is getting bigger and bigger, otherwise he really wouldn’t be able to fit so many things in it.

Mingyu sat aside and leaned against a big tree, his chest heaving violently, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle.

Like Yan, he is a puppet who does not need to breathe. He does this just to suppress the strange feeling coming from the depths of his soul.

As time went by, the influence of Ying on him became deeper.

Originally the progress would not be so fast, but the intense emotional fluctuations when meeting Baalzebub invisibly accelerated the progress.

Yan also realized that his emotions would affect the other person, so he has been deliberately controlling his emotions recently and trying not to be so intense.

Soon the fish soup was cooked, and a strong fish aroma filled the air.

Yan took out a bowl, scooped some fish soup and walked to Mingyu.

"open mouth."

Mingyu heard the voice, opened his eyes and seemed to want to laugh at the other party, but his words came out weakly.

"Oh, it's amazing that you can actually take care of others."

Mingyu looked at the fish soup in front of him, feeling a mix of emotions.

"Humph, I just don't want you to die in front of me." He said coldly: "If others knew that I watched my family die in front of me, it would be too cruel."

However, Mingyu didn't pay attention to his words, but opened his mouth silently.

Yan fed a spoonful of fish soup into Mingyu's mouth, and then watched him drink it quietly.

Mingyu felt the warmth of the fish soup, and the strange feeling in his heart gradually eased.

"Thank you..." Mingyu said softly.

These two words sounded a little awkward when spoken from his mouth, but for Mingyu, it was already a rare expression.

Yan did not respond, but continued to feed him fish soup spoonful by spoonful.

Soon, Mingyu drank the whole bowl of fish soup.

Yan went to scoop another bowl and came back, only to find that Mingyu had fallen asleep.

He lay on the ground, his chest motionless, like a corpse. However, for the puppet, this meant that he had let down all his guard and fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at Mingyu sleeping soundly, a strange feeling surged in his heart.

But soon, he suppressed all of this and returned to his indifferent appearance.

He sat aside and drank the fish soup in the bowl in one gulp.

Turning his head to look at Ming Yu who was sleeping soundly, he reached out and gently stroked his cheek, silently swearing in his heart:

"Mingyu, you will be fine. I will never allow my brother to die in front of me again, never!"

Late at night, Mingyu woke up from his sleep, sat up and stretched.

Mingyu shook his head in confusion: "It's really strange. Even if my nerves are a little weak because of my soul, I shouldn't fall asleep like this without any vigilance!" He looked down at his hands and muttered to himself.

After all, when he was in the abyss, he had faced many devilish and bewitching voices. How could he fall asleep here without any defense?

Mingyu shook his head, as if trying to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself down and stopped thinking about these things.

Then he began to observe the surrounding environment carefully and found that he was now in a simple tent, covered with a thick quilt.

He reached out, gently picked up the hat beside him, and put it on his head.

Then he stood up and walked out of the tent.

Outside the tent, Zheng was sitting cross-legged, silently watching the night. The moonlight shone on him, adding a mysterious aura to him.

Seeing Mingyu coming out, Heng whispered, "If you feel uncomfortable, just sleep a little longer. I'll keep watch over you." His tone revealed concern and care.

When Mingyu heard what Yan said, a strange expression appeared on his face. He couldn't help but ask: "Although I know this is almost impossible, I still want to ask... Could it be that you are possessed by a monster from Inazuma?"

When he heard Mingyu's words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked Mingyu into the nearby river.

Mingyu was caught off guard and fell into the icy river. He climbed out of the water in a panic, coughed a few times, and complained while spitting out water: "Cough cough cough...Yan, what are you doing?"

Wen walked to the river, looked at Mingyu expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice: "If you want to die, I will grant your wish."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and sat down by the campfire, continuing to keep vigilant watch.

At the same time, a breeze appeared quietly, blowing gently on Mingyu's body and drying his wet clothes.

"The wind element is really convenient. If I use the lightning element, I will probably be electrocuted and faint on the ground, right?"

Mingyu stood up, dusted himself off, and walked to the other side of the campfire and sat down.

He quietly watched Yan sitting there with his eyes closed, thinking to himself: "This is the real you, my brother. That gentle and affectionate image really doesn't suit you. However, I hope you can continue to be so strong, and don't let me, your younger brother, surpass you, otherwise it will be uncertain who will be the older brother at that time..."

Mingyu's eyes sparkled with excitement and he couldn't help but lick his lips.

He stared at Yan, as if he wanted to imprint the other person deeply into his mind.

After a moment, Mingyu slowly withdrew his gaze, relaxed his body, lay on the ground, looked up at the starry sky, and soon fell asleep again.

He opened his eyes and looked at Mingyu. After a moment, he closed his eyes again.

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There is a picture of Mingyu's expression, I put it in the paragraph comment

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One more thing to mention, Mingyu's words are just me being crazy, because I like the crazier and tsundere Lei San a little bit, I don't want to destroy the character setting, there is no meaning of Shuang Nan

The two of them continued to bicker with each other as usual. Of course, it was difficult for Mingyu to take advantage.

It’s so strange, the brotherhood described by others is mutual respect, but mine is... love-hate relationship?