Solstice Executive Officer, the start of the game is bound to the injustice system

ice palace.

There was a slight flicker of light in the transparent ice, and the next moment a piece of paper with a rocky color was suspended in the air, and the aura of the God of Contract suddenly appeared.

The white right hand gently pinched the corner of the paper, and the extremely cold breath turned into an inscription on it, signing a contract with the gods.

A faint white aura emanated from the Ice Queen's lips, and the silver in her long silver-white hair was even brighter now, while the white was slightly darker.

"Morax, the contract is made."

She said softly, but she couldn't help but feel a little dazed. It turned out that so much time had passed, and even she was qualified to sign a contract with the guy who could only see his back.

The paper then dissipated into the air, and at the same time the inscription symbolizing the contract was engraved on the eternal contract, and the gears leading to a certain future began to turn again.

The Ice Queen sat on the throne. Silver cracks that penetrated deep into the bone marrow flashed between her legs, which were so white that she couldn't feel the temperature. They were as crystal clear as crystal, and fragile as if they would break into ice crystals all over the sky at the touch of a touch.

Ice is very hard and can exist in the world across endless time, but it is fragile and will shatter like glass at the slightest touch, never to be put back together again.

It either breaks into ice shards or melts into the snow, it makes no difference in the end.

Boring, annoying.

I have experienced this boring future a long time ago, and nothing can be done or changed.

Perhaps the only thing that has changed is the lonely figure on the throne. The ice and snow have never melted, but will only gradually condense into the extreme cold.

At least one thing can be confirmed now.

He didn't lie to her. Being a god was really tiring and tiring. It was so heavy that he almost stopped breathing. He wanted to end his life all the time.

But if she could choose again, she would make the same choice. People without power can't change anything.

If nothing can be sacrificed, nothing can be changed.

The sound of wind and snow came to my ears, and there was only the throne and her in front of the throne in the huge hall.

"If there is a next time..."

"Will you choose me?"

The only sound left in the ice palace was the sound of wind and snow, mixed with flashes of sighs.

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"The contract takes effect."

The contract on the table was signed in the air like a magic trick. A cold white inscription was engraved on it. Su Ming felt a strong pressure just by looking at it, making him unable to even read the handwriting. No.

A hint of surprise flashed through Zhongli's eyes, but it quickly calmed down and calmly watched the contract gradually dissipate in the air.

This is a contract between gods, and it should be witnessed by heaven and earth.

"Is that the Queen's name?"

Su Ming felt his eyes sting a little, and thought, what's the matter? It's just that the name was hidden so tightly. Speaking of which, he didn't even know the name of the Ice Queen.

"Maybe."

Zhongli took a sip of tea and began to enjoy the joy of being the Riddler. It was really interesting to see Su Ming like this.

"Tsk...Does a god who has lived for such a long time need to hide his name?" Su Ming drank the tea in one breath. After noticing the price of the tea, he decisively handed over the cup, "Have another cup." "

"Well, gone."

Zhong Li continued to drink lightly, but the corners of his eyes twitched inadvertently. When he talked about tea, ever since the cooperation between the Palace of Life and Beiguo Bank began, Hutao, the girl, had been sending the treasured tea leaves from his tea library to Su Ming's office. .

Hey, it’s hard to guard against domestic thieves!

Zhongli felt bad all over. Those tea leaves were all exquisite teas that had been treasured for a long time, but they were all given away!

It hurts, it hurts too much!

The good news is that Su Ming didn't use those tea leaves to make tea eggs. The bad news is that this guy doesn't know how to make tea. Fortunately, the waiter next to him is quite particular about tea.

What would Zhongli think if he knew that most of his tea leaves were used by Lily of the Valley as the carrier of sleepy green tea? After all, good tea with strong tea aroma can better cover up the original taste of snow lotus powder, and can make people unaware of it. Su hit the mark.

However, Linglan didn't know that Su Ming was voluntary. With Brother Hermit's strength, how could he not know that the tea was poisonous, and it was just to satisfy little Linglan's wish.

There's no way around it, Lily of the Valley is so cute, of course she has to be petted.

These two people are willing to fight and suffer here. Fortunately, there are no light bulbs, otherwise they would probably be killed by this dog food.

"Then I'll say goodbye to Zhong Keqing first." Su Ming left behind a jar of fine tea that he brought specially. I heard that Linglan said it was a specialty brought from Zhidong and seemed to be quite valuable. "Liyue's new tea leaves Please bear witness to this era."

Su Ming said goodbye to Zhongli with a smile and walked out of the Hall of Rebirth happily.

Zhongli didn't care about the precious tea, he just watched Su Ming's leaving figure silently.

"It's like."

Is it a coincidence of history or a microcosm of the past?

Zhongli didn't get the answer and chose to continue to wait for the passage of time. The answer would always appear, and Su Ming would be the one to reveal the truth with his own hands.

There were not many old friends left, but if Su Ming was really that person, why would he stand by her side?

If this is your choice...

Zhongli put away the tea leaves, a flash of recollection flashed in his eyes. Although his appearance had undergone earth-shaking changes, his soul had not changed.

The glory of daring to face fate is so dazzling.

"Long time no see, hermit."

Outside the door of the Hall of Rebirth, Su Ming's body stiffened slightly, and he turned around to see a young boy.

"You've made a mistake, kid, brother, I am a lolicon. You'd better go back to your mother as soon as possible."

Su Ming suspected that he had heard wrongly, so he smiled and rubbed the little boy's head.

"I am Dotore."

"It's useless for you to be a young Torre... huh?" Su Ming was stunned for a moment, and the ability of the Torre appeared in his memory, which seemed to be able to create many slices.

No...why did Dotore appear in Liyue Port at this time? Could it be that he came to conduct a private interview on Weibo to investigate the truth behind the disappearance of activity funds?

"Aren't you curious?" Dotore said flatly, taking out a crumpled scrap from his trouser pocket, and he could vaguely see what pattern there should be on it.

"The Queen's bathing photo?"

Su Ming thought it was something serious. It was just a special trip to see him. It wasn't some sexy pictures, so there was nothing to make a fuss about.

"Is it?"

Dotore slowly unfolded the debris, and now he could clearly see that it was a corner of a certain photo.

Su Ming turned his gaze to the photo, and his pupils suddenly shrunk!

In the photo, the boy with half black hair and half silver hair looked at him calmly, as if he was looking at each other across time and space.

Who is that?

That's him.

The sound of chains breaking appeared in the back of my mind again, and someone's voice echoed in my mind.

"This time, it's me who will save you."

"I'll take your place...on the throne."