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

Wutong, who had just reached the door of the Golden House, heard a muffled sound coming from inside.

After pushing the door open.

What caught my eye was a big hole in the ground.

Come closer and look down.

Dadalia and Sora were standing face to face, and it looked like the fight was over. Wutong felt relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped jumping down, preparing to wait until Kong came up.

Anyway, she was just waiting. Thinking of what was going to happen soon, she began to work silently, dragging the unconscious Qian Yanjun out of the golden room one by one. Now the floor has been cracked like this due to the fight between Sora and Dadalia. If it collapses, people here might not wake up and sleep here forever.

That's not possible. The evacuation of the people in this area has to rely on these Qianyan troops. After all, the flood will be accompanied by heavy rain. They will wake up as long as they are watered a little. Besides, the young master is here for this trip. It's just to take out the hearts of gods. I don't want to cause big trouble. I just knock them out one by one.

"pat..."

Um? Well, if it rains, it will rain.

Dadalia, who had just rushed out of the golden house, happened to see Wutong standing outside the door, and her eyes widened in surprise.

The other party seems to be like this all the time except when facing the traveler. He doesn't care and no one can take notice of him. Even when facing the demon god who is about to come, he always looks unfazed. This actually makes him feel deep in his heart. Inexplicably, he developed a cruel and naughty nature like a child.

But now is not a good time.

Holding back the force that was about to move, Dadalia left decisively without stopping.

Haha... don't worry, if she can survive——

We will meet again, Miss Wutong.

He has been looking forward to...

With the appearance of Ossel, even if he was hiding under the eaves, he could not escape the raindrops blown in by the strong wind. The raindrops began to hit the sycamore without any explanation, leaving a large dark color on the valuable clothes.

But the man didn't care, but he still stayed there. The wind couldn't blow it away, and the rain couldn't beat it. Don't look at the devil sticking out of the sea, don't look at the shouting crowd at the port, don't look at the clouds covering the dark sky.

Kong, who was chasing after him, suddenly came face to face with Wutong's golden eyes moistened by the rain.

She is looking at herself.

only myself.

Then he walked towards himself step by step.

"Are you going there?"

Wanting to wipe away the rainwater running down Wutong's forehead, Kong lowered his eyes and lightly traced the runes on his palms with his fingers, answering the sentence.

"it is good."

Suddenly, an upward lifting force was generated under his feet, and the wind that whipped up for no reason wrapped Sora and Paimon inside.

"Wu...Wutong?! Where are you going?" Pamon shouted in panic, grabbing Sora's shawl.

Wutong smiled and backed away, waving to the two of them: "Hold on tight. Don't worry, I will watch you from the port and I won't go anywhere."

As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if he was being dragged forcefully, and he was carried up into the sky. In an instant, the person in front of him shrank into a shadow that was far out of reach.

Soon, he was placed in the Qunyu Pavilion. The binding force was gradually relieved.

"Hmm... Hua... rush, rush too much... I feel like vomiting." Paimon let go of the cloth in his hand and muttered dizzily while covering his head.

"You...why are you here?" Mandrill was originally wary, but an unknown evil spirit appeared wrapped in an evil aura.

Unexpectedly, they were acquaintances.

......

“Here—! There are still civilians who have not been evacuated here!!”

"Quick!! Take them to higher ground!"

"Follow-!"

"That's... damn! Why is there a child over there?!"

Upon seeing this, a Qianyan soldier left the team decisively, ignoring the calls of his teammates, going against the waves and the violent storm, and walked with difficulty step by step to the child who was about to be swept away by the sea water.

Hold it in your arms.

However, the waves were too big now and I couldn't get back to the shore, so I had to hold on to the pillar next to me with one hand for the time being.

If there is nothing that Wutong should be involved with in Qunyu Pavilion, then Wutong should deal with the civilians who are in chaos at the port and the fools who are taking the opportunity to cause trouble.

An order.

After this incident, it was stipulated that the number of people seriously injured and drowned within the port area should not exceed five.

Really terrible....

Although the Qianyan Army also took measures immediately, enthusiastic citizens with the eyes of God also took the initiative to help.

But the problem is, it's too far forward.

The location of the port where she was drawn, whether it was the impact of the incoming shipwreck or the teleportation used by the Fools to launch reinforcements, could not be said to be very close, but could be considered a complete overlap.

As a result, she had to protect not only the civilians and Qianyan Army who had not been completely evacuated from the front line, but also the group of guys fighting on the Qunyu Pavilion.

Wutong turned over and kicked away the fools who were still casting spells to provide remote support. He tied the rope tightly to the stone pillar in the shallow water and walked towards Qian Yanjun who was holding the child.

"Hey-can you hear me? Grab my hand!!"

"...You, who are you?! Cough cough...cough cough cough..." Qian Yanjun opened his mouth to ask something, but was choked by the salty sea water.

After successfully holding the opponent's hand, Wutong cast out a spell, pushed aside the waves that had been crashing up, and walked ashore with two people, one big and one small.

"Nanny——!!" A woman rushed out from the side, crying with joy while holding the daughter she almost lost.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, miss! Are you a fairy...?" The soldier scratched his head first, then waved his hand quickly as if he suddenly remembered something: "Ah...! I, I didn't mean to offend, If the Immortal family avoids taboos and can’t talk about it, that’s fine!”

Just as Wutong was about to open his mouth to reply, he suddenly turned his hand and summoned his sword to block the flying bullets.

The burning intent clanked to the ground.

It's the fire gunman's attack.

"leave here!"

We can't let these fools hurt them.

"But..." Several Qianyan soldiers looked at the crowd of fools who appeared slowly. The girl in front of them, who looked like an immortal, issued an expulsion order for them.

In this situation, leaving is indeed the best plan.

In order to save people, some brothers lost their guns and armor. Not only did they not have enough weapons and equipment, but they also had rescued women and children with them, which was really inconvenient. If he insists on coming to help, it will be a hindrance to the Xian family.

Besides, what reason do the people of Liyue not have to believe in the immortal who has protected Liyue for thousands of years?

Yan Qiang pounded the ground hard and cupped his fists with both hands.

The leader of the Qianyan Army shouted to Wutong: "Thank you, Immortal, for saving me. I will definitely live up to my destiny——! Take the survivors and let's go!"

Seeing people leaving, a few radical fools rushed forward.

Silver light flashed.

Cutting the throat refers to a state of death caused by cutting the trachea and arteries with a knife, but most people understand that cutting the throat is just an action.

In medicine, there is also cutting of the throat, which is called tracheotomy.

For Wutong, it was just a knife on the person's neck, slicing and cutting off a blood vessel between the chin and the ear. It was unclear whether it was an action or a state, but it was not important, that's all. .