Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

She walked slowly with the master and sent him back to Yiyan Hall. Lin Huan turned around and walked towards Yujing Terrace. If she wanted to go home... back to Wangsheng Hall, there was another direction she could go. The road was very quiet, and one section of it was a mountain road with lush bamboos winding along the roadside, which was very beautiful. She remembered that she took this road when she first participated in the Invitation to the Immortals Ceremony. Because there were too many people in the direction of the archway, she might be late if she squeezed in... So that time, she used magic to hide her body and flew up. But this time, she wanted to walk step by step.

General Xiao Shang said that he saw his disappearing back that time, and then he remembered it for a long time and helped him keep it for many years. The secret of his identity as an immortal was actually nothing secret over the years. At the beginning, he was a little uncomfortable with it. After all, he was once a human. He came to Teyvat and was blessed by Sister Qinglong. He accepted her body and became an immortal. Later, he figured it out and didn't mind it so much. Besides, she didn't think about hiding it from anyone later, because... she loved them so much, she would not and didn't want to deceive anyone she knew and loved. And they never cared about these differences, and they were sincere and frank with her. It was just like the attitude of that young boy.

But thinking this way, he felt even more upset. Lin Huan stopped by the roadside, raised his head, and looked down the mountain. In that direction was Chihu Rock, and the old bridge was also there, with twinkling lights on. The boy's home was also there, but he could never go home again.

Lin Huan took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and swallowed the bitterness that surged into his throat. He then raised his foot and continued to move forward. However, this time, he walked more steadily and firmly than before. Since avoiding the problem would not solve it, then facing it and solving it would be the best choice for both parties.

Lin Huan returned to the room of the Hall of Rebirth, changed into clean clothes, and went to bed early. However, she tossed and turned for a long time, but could not fall asleep. She closed her eyes, and her mind was filled with the image of that young man. The image of him saluting with high spirits, the image of him holding the Qianyan spear and standing by her side with a firm gaze, and the image of him falling into her arms, covered in blood, trembling, slowly losing all vitality, and his body gradually becoming cold... Those images kept shaking in front of her eyes, lingering.

Perhaps it was because she thought that she would meet his family again tomorrow, she still felt a little uneasy in her heart. It was not fear, nor was it escape... It was not that she had not visited his family before, but every time, the soldier's family would turn the door away... In fact, this time, she had already prepared to be treated coldly. After all, the family of the martyr has the right to hate. It was indeed her carelessness that failed to protect the boy who should have had endless possibilities. It was her negligence that broke up the originally happy family. His family members complained and even hated her, which was all right, and she was willing to bear it all.

She woke up and fell asleep, tossing and turning... until the next day, when it was just dawn and the sky was just turning pale, Lin Huan woke up again. She looked outside and saw that it was not yet bright, but it would soon be. She got up, put on her clothes, washed up briefly, and walked out of the room. On the corridor, she met Hu Xingzhi who came to see her.

"Good morning, Brother Xingzhi..."