Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Lin Huan shook her head gently, the hesitation in her eyes disappeared in an instant. She took a deep breath and tried her best to make her voice as steady as possible: "Ying, you go first, I... want to be alone for some time." However, that weak tone easily exposed her extremely bad condition.

Ying's face was full of worry: "Miss Huan, your health..."

Lin Huan interrupted her gently: "I'm fine, I just need to rest for a while, don't worry. You go find the teacher first, I'll be there soon." After that, she slowly turned around, dragging her legs that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and staggered towards the beach.

Ying and Paimeng stayed where they were, looking at each other, their eyes full of helplessness and worry. But the current situation was urgent, and a more important mission was calling, so they could not stop because of Lin Huan.

Lin Huan walked to the beach with difficulty. The sea breeze whistled and swept over, but it could not dispel the exhaustion that followed her body and mind like a shadow. She found a reef, sat down slowly, and looked at the sparkling sea under the sunlight, but her eyes were empty and lifeless, as if they had lost focus.

She knew that her body was on the verge of collapse. Every breath she took was like a pair of ruthless hands tugging at the fragile string of life, bringing piercing pain. The scenes of the battle kept appearing in her mind like a revolving lantern. She was pleased to be able to contribute to the protection of Liyue, but facing her scarred body now, worries overwhelmed her like a tide. She tried to mobilize the little elemental power left in her body, but her hands trembled slightly uncontrollably. Then, a sharp pain spread throughout her body like an electric current. She frowned, and cold sweat oozed from her forehead like a waterfall and slid down her cheeks.

"Can I... still hold on?" Lin Huan's whisper was swallowed up by the sound of the waves. The bits and pieces of experiences she had with her companions, the smiles of the people of Liyue, and the figures who fought hard to protect this land, all appeared before her eyes one by one. "No, I must not fall!" She gritted her teeth, and a resolute light flashed in her eyes. Even if her body was like a lonely boat about to be shattered in a storm, she would rely on her tenacious will to hold on to the last moment, for Liyue, for those people and things that she cherished in her heart.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Huan felt her strength recover a little. She slowly stood up and brushed off the dust on her body, as if to brush away all the fatigue and pain. She took a deep breath and walked towards the familiar direction, each step was firm but slow.

She did want to escape, and she didn't want him to see her in such a miserable and weak state. Whenever she thought about facing him, she felt like a child who had made a mistake, and she was filled with guilt. This feeling lingered around her like a ghost, and was hard to shake off. After all, she had violated the contract again this time, which led to this situation. She knew that he would not blame her, but would only be full of pity and pride for her. But precisely because of this, she was even more reluctant to meet him at this moment. Protecting Liyue was a sacred agreement she had made with herself deep in her heart, and she was unwilling to use this as a capital to exchange for his pity and pride. She had her own self-esteem and pride. She longed to always be the energetic, bright and free-spirited person in front of him, and she also didn't want to make him worry about her again and again.

However, the situation this time was too special. Ying's worries were not groundless. Lin Huan himself was also keenly aware that this incarnation was on the verge of collapse after enduring the violent impact and wanton consumption of high-intensity elemental forces. It felt like a majestic building tottering in the wind, in danger. If she didn't take action quickly, perhaps the time she stayed in Liyue Harbor would be like quicksand on her fingertips, fleeting.

Lin Huan smiled helplessly and bitterly. She held the railing with her hand and walked up slowly. But after a few steps, her body suddenly tilted to one side uncontrollably. At this critical moment, a strong hand gently supported her.

"Ms. Lin Huan, are you here to see Mr. Zhongli?" Tartaglia's voice came from behind, with a helpless smile in his words.

"go together."