"What on earth are you..." Ajiu also felt a little unbelievable.

"As you can see, Ruoduo Dragon King."

Zhongli looked at his old friend beside him: "In that battle just now, you used all your strength on us."

Kunjun crossed his hands on his chest and laughed: "I can't help it, this is all I have."

"Who is Ruoduo Dragon King... Aren't you Kunjun?" Paimeng was completely confused, pointing at Ajiu who was sealed in the rock formation in the distance and asked the person in front of him.

Sora also looked scrutinizing, while Wutong rubbed his chin thoughtfully with a sudden realization that was hard to detect.

No wonder it shaved faster than expected. It turned out that someone was helping me.

Kunjun looked over apologetically and explained: "I'm sorry for not telling the truth in time, three of you. I didn't understand some things until I got under this tree. To be precise, I am not the complete Dragon King Ruotuo... but A small fragment. Heaven and earth, yin and yang, two rituals, you can regard me and the Dragon King over there as such existences. We are all separate parts of the will of the Dragon King Ruotuo."

Paimon looked left and right, and shouted: "There are two Rudo Dragon Kings?!"

"No! It's impossible, are you...!?" Ajiu looked even more shocked than Paimon.

But Kunjun's tone seemed to be talking about the cloudy and sunny day, and he calmly told all the plots planned by Ajiu: "After the barrier was loosened, your power took the form of a child in the outside world. You used this identity to express your gratitude to the outside world. People talk about their suppressed resentment, but people don't take it seriously. Then you think that the loosening of the seal gives you an opportunity. The purpose of kidnapping the miners is to dig out the entrance to the seal. You plan to attack both internally and externally to break through the seal. "

"How dare you speak arrogantly! If you are really a part of me, why are you standing next to the betrayer!" Ajiu looked fierce and stared at the person in front of him.

"I am another force that awakened when the seal was loosened. It is too weak to form an individual on its own and can only possess humans. My consciousness is very chaotic. I can't even remember who I am. I only react to things related to the past. ...I have only one purpose, to find Morax and let him stop you."

Zhongli lowered his hand and said with some emotion: "If your power were stronger, I would be able to recognize you earlier, instead of waiting for you to mention the Dragon Suppressing Stone to notice something strange."

"I don't blame you, I have changed beyond recognition. It was not until I touched that ancient stone tablet that I remembered the past. It has been too long. There is a secret that neither young humans nor old earth dragons know... Morax , you say it or should I say it?”

"It doesn't matter, it's up to you."

"Haha, you are still the same. Then let me do it."

......

I don’t know why, but seeing Kunjun standing next to Mr. Zhongli telling them the ins and outs of all this, Wutong’s thoughts drifted to the real world.

It seems that there was once a gentleman standing next to Mr. Yao.

Under the birch trees.

It's a pity that the gentleman they called Su Beichen disappeared not because of wear and tear.

In his heyday, in addition to possessing military prowess that made the world tremble, he also had unparalleled achievements in the scientific field. The doctrine it represents has been spread all over the world, from European factories to South American rubber forests, from Asian farmlands to North American pastures, and has its devout followers in every corner of the world.

He was born from mankind's most noble beliefs and was destroyed by mankind's most despicable desires.

I remember one time my husband turned on the live broadcast after a meeting because he was following the children at home. He sat at the table and chatted about the daily shortcomings of the parents.

At that time, the Slav with an overly great and beautiful face accidentally walked into the camera. It turned out that he wanted to ask his husband if he wanted to come to Moscow to celebrate the New Year together this year.

It has to be said that the gentlemen of Guoling will keep their image at the most beautiful moment based on their country's economic strength, national defense strength, scientific and technological strength and other factors. It is simply a good thing. It turns out that some people really grow hair. The white hair doesn't look old or unconventional, it just feels divine. The eyes that are crystal clear like amethyst, and the back of the face is half drooped and buried in the scarf. It really does feel like a gummy bear.

Their relationship was as good as it had never been.

Until the exclusive ringtone of Huawei's mobile phone rang, and there was a video call from Mr. Jones on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean.

Merry Chrismas.

Just this sentence.

The three gentlemen said nothing, yet they seemed to have said everything.

Mr. Brazinski still held his head up, with his left ear in and the right out. Mr. Yao politely responded to the other person, "Let's have a Christmas together," and by the way told the person sitting across the table that he was really not used to eating yogurt dipped in blueberries. The filling of dumplings, he likes to dip them in vinegar, and the vegetarian filling and meat filling are all up for discussion, but it will never be fruit filling. Of course, the creamy seafood filling Jones said can also be rolled away equally.

A large number of comments in the live broadcast room first said Merry Christmas, and then unanimously resisted the invasion of foreign dumpling flavors, even claiming that tomato and egg fillings have become acceptable.

It was noisy, as if it was December 25th, and there seemed to be nothing else besides Christmas.

However, a few years later, someone suddenly talked about this incident and silently asked the famous saying, who was enjoying Christmas at that time.

Some people guessed that they were all enjoying themselves. After all, for a certain period of time, Mr. Su Beichen was indeed difficult to describe in words to Mr. Zijiayao. And Mr. Jones didn't even have to think about it. He was probably so happy that he could hold a forked straw in the bar and insert it upside down, mixing Coca-Cola on the left and vodka on the right.

The only person who was doubtful was probably Mr. Brazinski, but according to the fact that the other party neither opened his mouth to argue with the person on the opposite side of the video for three hundred rounds, nor did he fly a plane to land at Mr. Jones's house to punch him in the face, so , can also be classified as joy.

Later, someone else said that maybe they didn’t care whether they enjoyed Christmas or not. If they were in a good mood that day, they would just say Merry Christmas. If they were in a bad mood, Mr. Yao would say that there was no Western festival at home, and Mr. Jones would be disgusted by the fact that there was no holiday in the store during the holiday. Like the taste of hamburgers, Mr. Brazinski rolled his eyes and kicked the congratulator into the snow.

That's how Christmas ended.

Because they are national spirits, there is nothing special about them.

It makes sense. After all, in the long years, except for the appearance and appearance that are almost the same as human beings, the rest of the time, the footsteps that cannot be stopped, the decisions that cannot be interfered with, one after another, are completely different. One by one, the gentlemen of Guoling have nearly infinite time to miss, mourn and reminisce.

Therefore, if we break it down in detail, Mr. Yao, who is already a thousand years old, is the oldest existence. There is no day in a year that is not worth thinking about.

The wear and tear robbed Ruotuo Dragon King of his thoughts, making him gradually unable to recall the appearance of his old friends and the Liyue Port that he had personally guarded.

The man who slept under the birch tree finally surrendered to depravity, betrayal, violence and tyranny...

Anyway, in this world where everyone is competing against each other, compared to the already rotten Mr. Su Beichen, Mr. Yao, who is considered the second worst by others, can still cast stones and ask for directions while holding a dice burned from the other person's ashes. On the other hand, with the most lofty and ambitious ideals, we should be a leader in the new era.

"gentlemen..."

"Huh?" Zhongli paused and turned to look at Wutong who was murmuring.

It was obvious that Kun Jun was in a low mood since he just learned that Kun Jun was Ruo Tuo, but he still forced his lips to curl up and shook his head at him. Zhong Li saw that only the two of them were left here, and looked at the shimmering teleporter. The magic circle decided to reach out and touch the little girl's head.

Although he doesn't care, the other person sees others through him.

Moreover, it was also a very interesting look that was projected on him. It was different from what the Liyue people looked at him before, different from how the immortal friends looked at him, and different from what the traveler Paimon looked at him. .

In the eyes of the other party, he is just a symbol of Liyue who has a long life and will never be forgotten.

He is just a symbol.

A very novel but not annoying look.

Without wasting much time, Zhongli put down his hand and said, "If you want to say something, I will listen."

After saying that, he walked into the formation.

Looking back, she was the only one left here except for the faint sound of the seal coming from the distance and the sound of the wind blowing from the cave. Even the sound of breathing was swallowed up.

This appointment, whose outcome was clear from the beginning, has come to an end.

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