Genshin Impact: The Great Evil Dragon’s Death System

Fragrant drunken slope.

The mercenaries hired by the Order of the Order brought back the Xumi people who were captured in the Great Layer Rock Abyss. The mercenaries were a little rough because the Order of the Order had been disappointed with their work recently, and the thirty-man group had no resistance at all against the invasion of the Rock Dragon Lizard. No, the newly negotiated contract is several percent lower.

The sages were all ready to abandon them and hire other desert mercenaries. Fortunately, the group leader gave them a big gift and begged for several days to keep their position.

Even though the salary has been reduced by several percent, he still has to complete the work of the Order. After all, such a decent job is difficult to find.

At this moment, the mercenaries are making trouble for the dancers in the Grand Bazaar.

"Miss Nelu, can you dance for us?"

"Yes! Miss Nilu, brothers rarely see your dancing, can you satisfy us?"

"I want to see the Dance of the Flower Goddess. This is a dance dedicated to gods. If it is dedicated to us, wouldn't we be gods?"

"Hahaha……"

The mercenaries laughed wantonly, not to appreciate art, but to appreciate the shame and anger of the beauty.

Some Sumeru people hid far away. They neither had the courage to rush out nor the depravity to join in. They wandered between mediocrity.

Nilu's face was full of anger.

Dancing and showing off one's talents was something to be proud of and show off, but the mercenary's tone insulted her, treating her like the kind of dancer who pleases men.

Moreover, the Dance of the Flower Goddess is a dance dedicated to God, how can it be treated so rudely?

A mercenary saw Nilu clenching her teeth and said sharply: "What? Miss Nilu doesn't want to dance for the brothers? Does she look down on the brothers?"

Nilu picked up a weapon, her light green pupils showing a trace of anger: "You are too rude, aren't you afraid of punishment from the Order?"

The mercenary laughed: "Haha...the guys from the Grand Bazaar are not interested in teaching you. They have long wanted to expel you and transform them into some sort of laboratory."

Nilu clenched the hilt of the sword hard, and her heart kept falling. Could dancing be treated roughly?

"Hmph... let me ask Miss Nilu to dance for us!"

The mercenaries came forward maliciously and stared at Nilu's sexy figure, feeling that she was truly the best in the world.

Just as the flowers were covered with dust, the ground shook violently, and everyone looked around in fear.

"The ground...there was an earthquake!"

"Roar--"

The rock dragon shining with emerald light broke out of the ground, and its roar made the mercenaries cover their ears hard.

The crown of the Dragon King shining like gold, the hard armor made of gilt, the tail of the sacred tree nourished by the blood of the Dragon King, and the majestic red gold eye of the god, combine the beauty of human wealth and the kingly etiquette of the dragon clan.

"Dragon...Dragon dragon——"

The mercenaries of the Thirty Regiment's eyes widened and they couldn't help but step back. Their lower bodies were shaking and getting wet.

Ordinary people stayed far away and immediately ran away crying. They had just been rescued from the layered rock abyss and didn't want to be caught back to mine again.

The young mercenary turned around and ran away, while the experienced old mercenary lay down and pretended to be dead.

Jing Fantian shook the ground, and the mercenaries who escaped were knocked down one by one by the earthquake.

Nilu looked at Jing Fantian in surprise and came forward to thank him: "Lord Dragon King, thank you for your help."

Jing Fantian waved his hand: "It's just a trivial matter, it's not worth mentioning."

Art students should not be treated like this. The failed students at the Vienna Academy of Arts are an example.

Jing Fantian then pointed to the valley next to him and shouted at the mercenaries of the thirty-man group: "Jump down."

The valley next to Xiangzui Slope is not high, but if you jump off, you will definitely have to stay in the hospital for several months, and your skin will peel off even if you die.

The mercenaries knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy, using relatives from three generations up and down as shields.

"Lord Dragon King, please spare us! We had no intention of offending Lord Nilu. We didn't know that she was a friend of Lord Dragon King!"

"Lord Dragon King, I have an old man above me and a young man below me..."

Jing Fantian glanced at Nilu and asked her to make the decision.

Nilu was very simple and kind, and she forgave the mercenary.

"Lord Dragon King, let them go! They all still have families."

"roll--"

"Thank you, Lord Dragon King! Thank you, Lord Dragon King!"

Soon.

Nilu leaned on Jing Fantian's back and said her worries: "Why do the sages of the Order hate us so much? Everyone around us obviously likes us!"

Jing Fantian sneered: "They can't see the voices at the bottom. They think art is a waste of time. They like to instill their ideas into others and put their underwear on other people's heads."

Nilu took another look at Jing Fantian: "Does the Dragon King understand human beings very well?"

Jing Fantian nodded: "No one understands human beings better than me!"

Nilu then became concerned about Jing Fantian: "The Dragon King has been driven out of the Rock Abyss. Will he fight back next?"

Jing Fantian was silent and a little depressed.

Nilu saw Jing Fantian's depression and thought of ways to make Jing Fantian happy.

She stood up, her divine eyes flashing with water-colored light, and she danced like a butterfly in front of Jing Fantian.

Her arms and fingers used the power of water elements to form beautiful patterns in the air, and Jing Fantian's heart gradually became better.

This is Nilu's body movement therapy. Whenever the staff of Zubair Theater are angry, she will dance beautiful patterns. At this time, all the resentment will disappear in the beautiful dance.

Jing Fantian felt the strong vitality from Nilu's movements, like spring things blooming and flowers blooming.

He thanked: "Thank you, Nilu!"

Nilu smiled: "You're welcome, Mr. Dragon King, you are homeless, can I invite you to my house?"

Jing Fantian looked at the girl who seemed to be blooming with light: "Is it okay?"

Everyone avoided him, but the little dancer who was kidnapped before was willing to take him in.

"It's my pleasure!"