Genshin Impact: I will turn into a breeze and continue to blow over Mondstadt

In front of me was a wider cave, dark and silent, as if this was a huge black vortex that swallowed up all light and sound.

Somewhere in this Dongting Lake, there is a faint candlelight, like a lonely star flickering in the darkness. The bare rock walls around refract the light, reflecting the figure of the person who came - Boyang.

Boyang was seen supporting another man, the two leaning against each other and moving forward with difficulty. Their steps seemed very heavy, and it was obvious that they were exhausted underground.

"Brother, are you okay? Hang in there!"

"Don't die first, we are the only two left here..." Boyang's heavy tone revealed a hint of anxiety and worry.

“Haha, but I’m afraid my injury will heal…” As he spoke, the man coughed twice and his face turned as pale as paper.

"Alas, maybe it's just a matter of time..." Boyang sighed helplessly, feeling helpless.

They had not walked far when they could no longer bear the fatigue and had to sit down on the ground.

"Today, I saw my family members underground. Tell me, am I crazy too..." Boyang said with a wry smile, with a trace of confusion and pain in his eyes.

"Come to think of it, that little brother I met before, I haven't run into him again in such a long time..." Boyang continued to mutter to himself.

"In fact, I have been crazy for a long time, right?" He suddenly lowered his head, holding up his hair with both hands, his eyes revealing despair and self-blame.

But despite this, he still hoped that the boy was just an illusion.

Just then, a voice broke his thoughts: "Boyang, do you want to go home?"

Hearing this, Boyang raised his head and looked at the man in front of him, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Actually, even if you say you don't want to, you still can't deceive yourself in your heart, right?"

"Yes... Of course I do..."

"But... it's enough that Rong Zhao can stay on the ground..." Boyang said softly, with a hint of helplessness and reluctance in his tone.

The man nodded slightly, his expression a little confused, and muttered to himself: "Hehe, I should have a family too..."

"Yes, brothers and sisters, there must be one, right?" Boyang echoed.

"But where are they..." There was a trace of sadness in the man's eyes, and his voice gradually became low.

However, before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt dizzy, as if an invisible hand had grasped his consciousness tightly. His body shook involuntarily and finally fell to the ground.

"Brother... hold on!" Boyang shouted in horror, his voice trembling.

He hurried forward and tried to help the man who had fallen to the ground, but the man's body was unresponsive and his eyes were closed.

"We are the only ones left here, you should not die first..." Boyang muttered to himself anxiously, his eyes full of worry and fear.

At this moment, a gentle breeze quietly brushed across their faces.

"Wind?" Boyang murmured. He placed the candle in front of him, and the jumping flame confirmed his guess.

"But where does the wind come from underground?"

"Of course, it's the free wind coming from the rock." Looking in the direction of the voice, I saw Qianyu's figure emerging from the darkness.

"It's you...little brother..." Boyang murmured.

Hearing this, Qianyu smiled gently. He stretched out his hand, and his fingertips slowly fell on the man's head. In an instant, a clear light emerged.

Boyang, who was standing aside, felt all his fatigue disappear just by looking at the light.

"Wait, this power..." Feeling his body relax, Boyang looked at Qianyu in disbelief.

Soon, his eyes locked onto the Eye of the Wind God worn on Qianyu's waist.

"The holder of the Eye of God?" Boyang murmured to himself, with a complex emotion surging in his heart.

Hearing Boyang's words, Qianyu's mouth corners slightly raised and he nodded affirmatively.

"Don't worry, Boyang, leave this brother's safety to me." Qianyu said calmly.

Boyang stared at Qianyu, his eyes revealing gratitude and hope. He said softly: "Then...thank you very much..."

"By the way, I've had a question for you for a long time, little brother." Boyang suddenly seemed to remember something and asked.

"Your name..." Boyang said slowly, with a hint of curiosity in his voice.

"Just call me Qianyu." Qianyu said with a smile, a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Boyang nodded, indicating that he remembered the name. His eyes returned to Qianyu again, as if he was thinking about something.

On the other side, as Qianyu injected power into the man's body, his tense brows were gradually relaxing.

As consciousness gradually returned, memories of the past came flooding back to my mind.

"Where am I..." the man muttered, looking at the extremely familiar scene in front of him, but he couldn't figure out where he was for a moment.

in memory.

He was seen standing on the top of the mountain in Jueyunjian, and in front of him, four familiar figures came into view.

Under the man's confused gaze, the four of them turned their heads at the same time.

"Brother Fushe." Fanan said with a smile, a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Brother Fushe." Mi Nu laughed, his light yellow eyebrows slightly raised upwards.

"Brother Fushe." Yingda said with a smile, her eyes narrowed into slits and her smile brightly.

"Fushe..." Xiao smiled. He slowly raised his right hand and stretched it towards Fushe. The dark green mask covered half of his face.

Fushe watched Xiao's movements and subconsciously stretched out his hand. However, when his hand touched Xiao, he suddenly realized that it was not Xiao's hand, but Boyang's hand.

"Brother, you finally woke up!" Bo Yang said ecstatically, his eyes flashing with excitement. He turned his gaze to Qian Yu beside him, full of gratitude.

Fushe lay quietly on the ground, staring upward, as if immersed in some memories. A crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye and flowed down his cheek.

"I remember everything... these people, they are..." Fushe murmured softly, with a hint of sob in his voice.

He held Boyang's hand tightly and sat up with all his strength.

As he moved, a powerful force emerged from around his body and transformed into purple thunder force, surrounding his torso.

"Boyang, my name is Fushe." He said slowly, his tone firm and deep.

"It means, life is short, and everything is abandoned..."