Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

Returning to the abyss, he pinched the root of his nose, rejected the waiter's inquiries and concerns along the way, covered up the anger, longing, joy and many other complex emotions in his eyes, walked back to the study, and fell into the deep sleep in front of the table. In the chair behind you.

"..."

A few days ago, when the familiar mark appeared on the body of that unknown thing, she had vaguely guessed it. She just hadn't been sure yet, but now, she was finally sure.

There is no death, it is alive, right in front of you.

"...Wu Tong."

Ying slowly took off the glove on her right hand, and a flower print on the back of her hand was particularly eye-catching. There was a crackling sound of the burning lamp, and the long-gone memories swallowed her up like a flood.

——Ying, the flower language of gardenia has the meaning of joy, strength, and agreement.

The girl with a high ponytail, under the moon, in the still-unannihilated Canria, looked like the most beautiful being in the world. She knelt on one knee in front of her, holding a sword in one hand and holding her right hand in the other, and kissed her hand with a knight. present.

——I make a promise to you that as long as the gardenias are in full bloom, our encounter will be joyful.

Under the dim light, strength slowly gathered in his hands. However, due to the pollution of the abyss, the white gardenia has turned dark when it transformed. Ying held the flower, leaned back on the chair, and stared blankly.

——Sorry, Ying, I may have to break my promise.

In the flames of war, the collapsed palace, burning flowers, flying long hair, and embarrassing scars... The girl turned around, smiled sweetly, and then forcefully pushed away her tightly grasped hand, regardless of her own shouting and request, Go against the fleeing crowd and stay away from her.

——Don’t be afraid, Ying, because we always have enough time.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if she loses her memory, it doesn't matter if she can't recognize her, it doesn't matter if she forgets her past.

As long as you are alive.

But Wutong still looks the same as before, like a confused little rabbit, with a little bit of vigilance that can even be ignored. Although he put the sword up, it was just to test his attitude, and to threaten him not to stop the abyss with his brother. However, he was too unprepared. If someone hit his head from behind with a stick, he would be abducted without knowing where he was.

Moreover, according to her observation, the ability shown by the other party in the ruins before was probably that woman's, and it was as weird and bloody as ever.

That's it.

Clenching the dark flower into pieces, Yingyin looked at the pile of torture reports on the table with a sullen face.

If he acts without her orders, it seems that he should be taken care of.

Today I dare to unite the three parties and carry out small actions under the pretext of relieving her worries. Tomorrow I dare to stock up on troops and use the excuse of restoring the country to overthrow her, the princess.

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Wutong didn't mention the fact that he and Ying met again. After all, it was true that there was nothing to say. Ying seemed to know his former self, and the hostility didn't seem to be very great. If you want to get deeper. If you think about why, you may have to go back to the original problem.

Was she witnessed dead in Canrea, or was it clear that Canrea killed her.

It's not of much use, just like what Ying said to Kong in the end, time is always enough.

Anyway, there are so many mysteries, but this one is not missing. One more is not more, and one less is not more.

The main thing is tonight, I can finally redeem my prize, I’m happy.

Although Ying took a step ahead of her and gave her the body of the smelly Abyss mage as a gift, and when she picked it up, she didn't find anything big except that it felt a little light, but according to Black Snake's "digestion report" Look, this guy had a hard time when he was alive.

Combined with what he said before, the only conclusion is that this guy made a big plan behind the back of his immediate boss. I am afraid he was severely interrogated when he became ill later.

However, knowing that this bitch didn't belch so happily before he was alive is a small way to vent his anger. I just wonder if Aqiu can channel the good news and tell that good news to Cohen Lawrence. She is petty and vindictive. Very.

"What are you thinking about? You're so happy." Sora put one hand on the kitchen counter and tilted his head to ask.

Wutong blew the ball he picked up twice and handed it to Kong's mouth: "Staying in the house with nothing to do is already very happy. How does it taste?"

Because he didn't refuse feeding at all, he was forced to fry it in his mouth again. But even if his tongue was numb due to the burning, he would still gasp and reply: "It's delicious."

Wutong was a little worried and wanted to get closer to see if there were any blisters. Kong shook his head and directly picked up the ice cubes placed in the bowl next to him and stuffed a piece into his mouth: "It's just that the juice inside burst out and burned him. After all, this kind of Things can’t be completely cooled down.”

"Really, okay." Worried that it wasn't enough, Wutong added several new pieces of ice to the bowl, and then continued squeezing the balls into the oil pan with his gloves on: "Speaking of which, Paimon knows?"

I remembered that before taking a nap, Paimon held Sora's hand with high hopes and said that he should work hard and cultivate relationships now. Try to let her have that big meal at Xin Yuexuan before going to Daozhu.

effort? A big meal? The only thing clearly understood in this passage is to cultivate feelings, so Wutong is very confused.

Sora used his tongue to move the ice cube from left to right, and said happily: "No, she doesn't know, she thinks I'm chasing you."

"..." I didn't know what to say for a moment. However, in situations like this where you don't know who to favor, the best option is to ignore everyone.

Therefore, Wutong decided that her two bowls of water would be equal.

"Aren't you going to help me?" Kong Jian Wutong finished his work. He stood up, walked over, hugged the person from the back, rested his chin on the other person's shoulder, and winked.

"Well... But am I not with you now?" Wutong picked up the chopsticks this time and picked up a meatball that had been drying on the plate for a long time. Then he wrapped the fried meatballs in the basin with oil paper. I ordered several portions, some to give away, and some to keep for myself. While wrapping them, I sighed: "The more people I know, the more gifts I will have."

Kong chewed the meatballs, and when he heard Wutong say those three words together, he smiled like a big dog that got meat and bones: "That's right, but on your birthday, you will also receive many, many gifts. "

I remembered that I went back to Mondstadt for my birthday on April 20th. Since it happened to be during the Wind Flower Festival, a group of people decided on the spot after dinner to go directly to the Angel’s Gift Pavilion and play all night long.

It's funny to say that except for the birthday girl and her traveling companion, who were not allowed to drink, everyone else was drinking.

Very excessive.

Moreover, one of the people who stopped her from drinking was her good boyfriend.

"Song, why didn't you let me drink at that time?" Wutong stopped packing and asked suddenly.

Kong was stunned by the long conversation, but he still gave a very reasonable answer: "Drinking is not good, have you forgotten? You are still taking medicine."

"...That's right, can't we stop taking this medicine?" As soon as Wutong mentioned the medicine, he became restless.

Sora refused without hesitation: "No."