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

Wutong noticed that the past in the dream had begun to gradually dissipate. He held the idea of ​​​​asking as many questions as he could, no matter what, let the gears of fate turn first and then said: "Since it is a little trick, then what appears at this moment Do you also count?"

"As expected of my Wutong, he is still as smart as ever. Count, of course."

"So, what's the plan, what's the next step? What's the crime and punishment? What's the content of the tripartite contract you signed with Buyel and Morax? And that fairy tale, and, we are in Canria, that How did we die in this war? How did I survive?"

Qingqiu looked around at how quickly the dreamland was disappearing. Although he was unhappy that the other party was talking about this as soon as they met, he understood. Because the purpose of her appearance here was to serve as a projection of the memories left behind at that time, she did her best to help answer the questions in a concise and concise manner: "No surprise, the next plan is about your and my past. When the time comes, , the fairy tale of the tripartite contract, you will have some answers. As for the crime and punishment, you can understand it as the price we pay to start over. As for Kanrea, after waking up from the dream, touch the scar on your neck and look at me again. What it is like now. How you die, how you live, that's the answer."

"Don't worry, we won't have to wait long for our next meeting, so there's no need to be anxious or panicked. You know, we're just going through the past again and meeting people we've met before again."

Slapping away Qingqiu's movement of pinching her face and pulling her face away, Wutong was dazed, but he didn't forget to glance at the person who let her lean against him. I felt the ethereal voice lingering in my ears, accompanied by the feeling of detachment after waking up from a dream, and a gentle caress on the back of my head.

"Whether it's the first time we meet or we haven't seen each other for a long time. As you said, family reunion, peace and joy, Wutong, whatever you want, we will have a happy ending."

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"Click."

At about eleven o'clock, Kong responded to Paimeng's words and asked Wutong to get up. He knocked on the door, opened a crack and looked around. Unexpectedly, he found that the person he wanted to call had already sat up from the bed.

"Ah Yu?"

The quilt that was supposed to be at the end of the bed was now partly stacked behind her and partly still covering her legs. Wutong tilted her upper body slightly forward and buried her head into the pillow in her arms, motionless. He didn't say anything, and he didn't know whether he woke up or fell asleep again while sitting.

After Sora entered, he closed the door, walked closer, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked softly: "Ah Yu, are you awake?"

"Well..." Wutong pulled his head out of the pillow with difficulty and wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.

Because he lowered his head, Sora couldn't see clearly whether his eyes were open due to his long bangs, but the sound suggested that he still hadn't woken up. He chuckled helplessly, and when he raised his hand, he picked up a strand of Wutong's hair that was messed up because he struggled to tear himself up from the bed.

"It's time to get up. If you don't comb it out as soon as possible, your hair will get tangled."

Wutong didn't even raise his eyelids, the pillow in his arms was taken away, and there was nothing to support him with, so he fell forward in the direction: "...Hmm."

Kong looked at the person who was leaning against his heart fearlessly, fearing that the sound would be enough to lull him back to sleep. He pulled his fingers from the middle to the end of his hair, and finally dropped it on his waist: "Don't just hum. Don't open your eyes after humming. You can't sleep anymore. You have been sleeping for a long time."

"Song, it's so annoying..." Wutong frowned, like a kitten grinding its teeth. He bit his head and bit the opponent hard, then turned back and said stickyly: "Help me...comb it."

I didn't feel pain, but it felt itchy.

Kong stroked Wutong's hair in front of her face, touched her slightly opened lips, and exposed a little bit of her soft tongue from inside, which made people's throats feel thirsty. Blinking, he placed his hand on the other person's waist and nodded silently. He raised the corners of his mouth with a seductive tone: "Okay, I'll help you."

However, even though he said he was helping, even the movements of licking his lips and opening his teeth were tender and slow.

More hypnotic than listening to your heartbeat.

First the foreheads were pressed against each other, and then the tips of the noses touched. In the extremely ambiguous atmosphere, there was a sticky sound between the breaths. The fingers pinched the sensitive earlobes without ornaments, and the restraint blocked by the swallowing sounds turned into a muffled groan.

As a passive recipient of kisses, Wutong closed her eyes and raised her chin forward, just like a drowning person sticking his head out of the water to breathe. But unfortunately, in Sora's eyes, this kind of behavior will only lead to an even more excessive result of being robbed of oxygen.

Just like what Wutong initially said was to help him comb his knotted hair, Sora thought of it as a way to wake him up with a kiss.

It doesn't matter whether it's a real call or a fake call, whether you understand it or not, whether it's a deep kiss or a shallow taste. What's important is that you dreamed of kissing, and he did so.

However, when he noticed that Wutong's eyes were clear and clear, Sora stopped and ended the kiss, which was completely dominated by him, with a light bite.

There was a stinging pain in his lower lip, Wutong turned his brain that was suddenly overloaded with cassettes, and subconsciously licked it.

Kong couldn't help but flicked the opponent's head with his finger and said, "Ah Yu, if we don't go downstairs, Paimon will probably come up with Nian Nian and kill him like a war."

It's a pity that Paimon did kill him in the end, but it was not because it took too long to wake up people, but because when the little guy was packing his backpack, he found the letter that Hiiragi Senri had requested from the beginning. Letter to Kujo Kamaji.

! !

Paimon, your best friend!

To be honest, I really don't blame them. The main reason is that everything that happened along the way was too coherent and thrilling. From the time they first landed on Narukami Island, to when they were gloriously listed on the national wanted list within a few days of staying at the Mokuro Teahouse, then they moved from Kaiji Island to Narukami Taisha Shrine, and finally the joint decisive battle at the castle tower.

I was so busy that this letter was accidentally forgotten.

As the saying goes, it is better to demolish a temple than ruin a marriage.

As if a thunder struck, the three of them quickly packed up. Wutong didn't even care about the food. After getting out of the Chensong Pot, he went straight to Tianling to worship.

Arrive at Tianling Prayer Office.

"Oh, I really have a headache... Hello, are you okay?" Tongxin Sanada, who was guarding the door of Tianling Prayer Center, was complaining in a low voice with his forehead on his hands. When he saw someone coming, he turned around and chose to ask.

Sora quickly adjusted his breathing and tried his best to speak coherently: "Is Kujo Kamaji here?"

"You mean Master Kamaji? Do you have anything to do with him?"

Wutong took out the letter and showed it.

Sanada took the things behind and was startled when he saw the words on them: "An autographed letter from Senri Hiiragi...? Ah, so, um - if this letter is really an autographed letter from Senri Hiiragi, you still ...It’s better to ask Master Kamaji directly, he’s been walking across the bridge a lot lately.”