Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Time passes quickly from night to day, and this stolen, miraculous time is like the fine yarn falling when an hourglass is turned upside down, and it will always run out.

As night fell, Lin Huan and Xiao Zhi returned to where they came from, lit a bonfire, and sat side by side on a rock, quietly admiring the slowly setting sun, dyeing the entire mountain range red, and finally disappearing below the horizon, turning into darkness and loneliness.

However, there was a bonfire that had been lit long ago, embellishing the night, so that the night would not seem too quiet and deserted.

For a while, neither of them spoke. Only the occasional crackling sound of burning wood and sparks flying could be heard from the fire. The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and for a moment, it made people feel a little depressed.

"Sister Huan, I have to go back..." Xiaozhi said softly, with a smile in his tone. "I am very happy to see you again... see my parents, and Liyue Harbor again. I am very satisfied, and I am satisfied enough."

"Thank you, Sister Huan..."

“Hmm…” Lin Huan smiled and responded in a low voice, “Xiaozhi, I’ll give you a ride…”

She extended her hand, and a green vortex of wind appeared in her palm, winding around Xiaozhi's body. He closed his eyes and felt the comfort of the wind, feeling his body slowly becoming light from being solid, and the dark things in his body that were forcibly suppressed and prevented from completely occupying his soul floated out of his body.

He raised his head, opened his eyes, and looked at Lin Huan with sparkling eyes. He saw that she was looking down at the black spherical object floating in her palm, which was wrapped in the whirlwind. It was still struggling, trying to get out from the shackles of the whirlwind, get back into his body, and occupy his soul again.

"Thank you, Sister Huan." Xiaozhi smiled and waved goodbye to Lin Huan, feeling the wind. "Take care~"

Lin Huan also nodded at him, watching him go away, watching his figure gradually fade and disappear from his sight. Next, he had to deal with the filthy power from the abyss in his hand.

There were footsteps coming closer and closer behind him. Lin Huan flipped his hand and put the wind ball into his sleeve.

"You are here after all." Mr. Zhongli's voice came from behind.

Lin Huan stood up and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him coming. "Sir, why are you here?"

Zhongli looked at the unfinished drink in Lin Huan's hand, then looked behind him where there was no one, and asked, "Did you send off the young general of the Qianyan Army?"

"Hmm..." Lin Huan nodded, "We have no regrets."

"That's good." Mr. Zhongli smiled softly.

Lin Huan changed the subject and asked, "Sir, why are you here tonight?"

"Yeah." Mr. Zhongli nodded. "It's nothing, actually. I just wanted to come and accompany you at this moment... and also, I'm worried that there's something you can't handle alone."

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you, sir." Lin Huan smiled and took out the wind ball that was stained black by the filth of the abyss from his sleeve. He raised his hand slightly and pushed it to float in front of Mr. Zhongli.

"Indeed. What I can do now is to extract it from General Xiaozhi's soul, and then bind it with a seal to prevent it from touching anything..."

"You did the right thing." Zhongli nodded in agreement. "You did the right thing."