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

Linghua, who was waiting in the wooden leak tea room, suddenly felt a chill, and then a gust of cold wind blew in front of her eyes.

His hand subconsciously held the handle of the knife at his waist, ready to strike first. The Eye of Ice God hanging on his back shone slightly.

However, when the wind dissipated and the sword struck, there was a clang, and an unsheathed sword blocked it.

"It's us." Wutong said hoarsely.

Shenli was stunned and quickly put away his weapon, squatting down to check on Toma and Sora who fell with a muffled sound.

When Ayaka left the darkroom to get first-aid medicine for the injured two people and hurried back, Wutong stood at the door and suddenly asked: "Is there a workshop?"

Generally, teahouses will have an inner room for washing tea sets, not to mention that there are also snacks here, and you need to find a place to process them.

"Yes, just turn left at the end of the corridor." Linghua held the medicine and pointed in the direction.

"Okay, thank you."

Why do I suddenly want to go to the workroom...

Just as Linghua was about to ask, the other party had already left in that direction without looking back. When they passed each other, she could still smell a faint smell of blood, but she had just observed carefully that there were no blood stains or wounds on the other person's body. It could be said that there was not even a tear in the corner of his clothes.

Could it be that it was the internal injury Liyue said...?

On the other side, in the workshop with the door closed.

Wutong kept slapping cold water on his forehead, bleeding from his nose, and bursting into blooming red flowers in the pool.

I can't stand it, my head hurts so much, I feel like someone slapped me with a sap, and why can't I stop the nosebleed for a long time? The evil little black room is really crazy. It's clear that as long as the ending is achieved, it will be fine, but I have to set up a lot of things. The branch line, and that kind of thing is called the branch line, but in fact it is like a puppet line, in order to control her and let her follow the path prescribed by the other party step by step.

Looking at the bleeding palm, Wutong raised his forehead and said, "Did you have any other, different feelings just now?"

Qingqiu, who was so cramped and suffocated here, moved her tail that felt uncomfortable: "Well... yes, but it doesn't seem to be there. It's so strange, what is it..."

In a dream one night before, she had made an agreement with Qingqiu to see if she could call him out during the resistance process. Firstly, to see if this little dark room had such perverted compulsion for Qingqiu; secondly, By the way, let Qingqiu see that seeing is believing, after all, sometimes the power of words is pale.

"Do you feel like you're being chased?" Wutong took the bandages in his bag and started to treat his wounds. The thunder element barrier still hurt.

However, Qingqiu, who was still struggling with the indescribable feeling, didn't hear what Wutong was asking at all, and kept mumbling about the strangeness. This kind of violation has a strong sense of violation, but it seems to be familiar and strange, and it directly destroys Qingqiu's originally poor speech system. Whether it is rhetorical techniques or expression techniques, everything is stuck.

So sometimes the power of language is pale.

My head feels so itchy, I feel like I'm going to grow a brain.

Wutong hesitated to speak, and finally asked a question: "Aqiu, Aqiu, eh! Come back to your senses, are you sure you can feel it, right?"

In vain, her small hands were waving in front of her face. After Qingqiu noticed it, she lowered her head obediently: "Of course, although I don't know what this feeling is, I will not lie to Wutongtong. Liar is like a puppy. , Hehe, do you want to pull the hook?"

Looking at the other person's little finger, which was many times bigger than her own, Wutong chuckled, stretched out her hand and hooked it: "Okay."

Back in the room, Kong's injuries had been bandaged, and he was discussing with Toma how to find the rebels on the tar sand. He saw Wutong lifting the hem of his clothes and sitting next to him. The hand with a bandage on him picked up the cup on the table and brought it to his mouth.

"You went to find Him?" Kong raised his eyes and asked.

Wutong nodded, she had already told Sora how to call Qingqiu out. Generally, if there are random scratches on the body, they are left for calling people.

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The only drawback is that it's expensive.

Although Paimon has also seen Qingqiu, he couldn't think of it for a while, and his reaction was a few beats slow: "Huh? Is Wutong looking for someone?"

"Nothing, let's continue talking about what happened just now." Kong refilled the cup with water and motioned to Toma across from him.

"Then let's continue. If nothing else happens, the shogunate army will soon want us. Not many forces are willing to take us in, but the resistance is an exception." Toma was very discerning and didn't ask any more questions.

Kong silently tapped the table: "The one from the Coral Palace organization who resisted the Eye Hunting Order?"

"That's right, it was originally the Shinkai Shrine Coral Palace Shinkai Organization on Kaiji Island. It is currently led by its subordinate Goro and is fighting the shogunate army. However, our society does not have close contact with the resistance forces. Mainly because both sides Can’t trust each other.”

Thomas was helpless. He probably wouldn't be able to get out of here in a short time. What happened after that could only be left to the three people in front of him, so he said with stern eyes: "But you are different... In my opinion, the resistance army should There is no reason to reject you. The only danger is that we don’t know the specific location of the rebels at the moment, so we need you to find out on the way. We may pass through the territory of the shogunate army during this period, so please be more careful."

Kong nodded, fearing that it would be harder to leave if he continued to drag on, so he stood up and said, "You too, then let's set off."

Waving his hands, Thomas said goodbye to them: "Don't worry, I am still good at hiding, and they will not be found easily."

Come out from the back door of the tea room.

Now, the problem left for the three of them is to escape Narukami Island and go to the Tatar Sand mentioned by Toma to find the rebels.

It's so amazing. First, I smuggled myself from an outlying island to Narukami Island, and now I'm escaping from Narukami Island. They had a bold premonition, and if nothing unexpected happened, they wouldn't be able to stay in Taolsha for long, and they would have to start moving again.

After finding a device that could summon a wave boat, the three of them embarked on a happy boat and embarked on a not-so-unfamiliar escape journey.

"Why did Ah Yu suddenly want to see Qingqiu?" Sora let Paimon touch the bandage on his arm and raised his chin to ask suddenly.

Paimeng was nestled in his arms, and when he heard Kong ask, he realized that the other person had just asked him in the wooden leak tea room whether Wutong was the one who went to see him, and who he was referring to.

While Wutong was in full gear and controlling the wave boat, he replied: "Ah, I asked him how he felt after seeing the God of Thunder. After all, I wanted to see for myself and feel it for myself. Maybe it would stimulate something, but unfortunately it didn't."

"Yeah."

I couldn't tell whether I believed it or not, but I didn't have the time to study it carefully. Although boats and cars have almost nothing to do with each other except for the first two pinyin letters, Wutong relied on his six-year driver's license and two-year driving experience to be confident in the accelerator. After arriving at what looked like a small island with sand, I braked, quickly turned the steering wheel, and made a beautiful flick. With a very qualified result without crossing the line, I dumped the car into the garage, and then patted the person next to me. Signaling to get off the boat, oh no, get off the boat.

After stepping on the ground, the two co-pilots recovered.

I just thought that no one at sea would give them a ticket, no matter how fast they were driving, the second half of the journey was so damn pushy, there was always a feeling that the next second they would either take off on the waves or go straight to the bottom of the sea.

It seems it's time to add a safety belt to the seat of the surf boat.