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

But even though his face was red from being pinched, his eyes were filled with physiological tears, and he unconsciously opened his mouth to shout, Wutong just raised the corners of his mouth, raised his neck, and gently grasped the violent hand with both hands. The feeling of suffocation made everything in front of her eyes flash black like a bad electrical connection. Qingqiu's nails pressed against her aorta, but they didn't puncture, it just hurt. Her tense body and long hair had already fallen apart due to uncontrollable subconscious struggles, and the red headband fell to her feet.

Why is it so ridiculous.

Qingqiu fell silent in the middle of her words, as if she too had been strangled by the throat. I closed my eyes silently in the silent summer, and opened them again a few seconds later. The grip in his hand gradually relaxed, and he just held it around instead. While the other person was breathing heavily, his eyes widened and his vision was clear, after waiting for a moment, he raised his hand and gently pushed back the hair that was stuck to his face due to sweat.

Wutong swallowed his saliva, his throat hurt like needles after being oppressed, he blinked hard again, squeezing out the tears that blurred his vision, his heart was beating wildly, and he didn't forget to talk: "Huh...huh... ...Most of the time...you treat me so considerately because you think nothing matters. Don't you think it's scary? You really don't seem to care about anything...cough. ..But isn’t it really because you know you can’t keep anything?”

Qingqiu glanced at him, but was not angered again. He admitted calmly: "So, I really hate humans."

Especially humans who understand too well.

On the third day, they were still arguing about this issue. The two settled scores and settled old scores, even back to the beginning.

Initially, the two wanted to play doctors together, and Wu Tong was the first to say so.

"Since you can tell a person's death, isn't this just good material for becoming a doctor?"

Originally, if Qingqiu was unprepared, she would use the excuse that they were passing chivalrous knights, but when she heard this suggestion, she dismissed it immediately. She felt that the other party was talking nonsense. Let a villain who has been appearing at major death scenes ever since she gasped for breath be a doctor, and she is not afraid of being regarded as a quack.

In fact, Wutong has his own reasons and considerations for saying this. Because Qingqiu is not only a symbol of death, but also synonymous with disease. After all, in addition to war, epidemics are also the second largest cause of large-scale deaths.

As the saying goes, there is no separation between medicine and poison. There was once a medical student who stabbed someone eight times in a fit of rage. The stabbing was not fatal and the court ruled that the injury was minor. Everyone wears white clothes anyway, guess whether they are rescuers or mourners. Life is nothing more than two roads, life or death. A simple example is like having a bottle of virus sample. Do you plan to clone it and destroy the world, or do you plan to act as an early warning line to save the world?

There are only so many difficult and complicated diseases, and as a long-lived demon, he knows a lot of them. And because death attracts Qingqiu, people who are seriously ill will always have the smoky aura of death surrounding them. Like a cerebral hemorrhage in the head. Then Qingqiu could see the black mist of death gathering and shrouding the opponent's head.

This is completely like God feeding food into your mouth. Comes with a built-in scanner to find enemies.

But having said that, Qingqiu still emphasizes that she is not a being who saves people. She has always been out of place among the many demon gods who protect their people. Death is sad, lonely, and desolate. This was programmed from the moment of His birth.

"But it's always been like this, right?"

The human girl who one day came up with the whimsical suggestion that the two of them could disguise themselves as doctors and wander around the world, turned around and asked as expected. The demon god, whose thoughts were ingrained and step-by-step, was stunned for a long time.

The wind was beautiful and the sun was shining on the girl's long, silky hair, and her light brown eyes were glowing with golden light. The other person was sitting on the swing, swinging slightly, the top iron rings rubbing against each other making a creaking sound, and he was swinging his legs leisurely with his toes. The hand holding the sling was loosened, and the fingers were spread out as if to touch the sun. The warm light penetrated through the gaps between the fingers, and the white and slender joints were vaguely transparent.

I believe that the end of life is a very critical moment that has a decisive impact on the fate of the deceased. Death is not the end of everything. People facing death may see light, and light is a symbol of the essence of life. Doesn't this herald the beginning of a new life in some sense?

Death is the most important moment in life. It is the most appropriate time for human beings to awaken spiritually. Death is not a sad thing. Death brings complete relief in an instant. Be willing, contented, and unrepentant.

It’s not a rush thing, it’s a festival.

The demon wanted to refute, but she felt in her heart that there was no need to refute. Just like she had thought about countless times, in what form the death of "death" would come. However, there has never been an answer in these thousands of years, because the world is turbulent and the old and the new alternate. All living beings have a lot of hatred, regret, resentment, and sorrow towards death...

There is no end and no change.

So, naturally there is no need to have any ideas.

But now, the demon in human form watched and listened quietly. She saw the breeze blowing the girls' forehead hair and rolling up the flowers and leaves planted by them. Hearing thoughts that have never been heard before, meanings that have never been given, words and sentences that have never been placed on Death.

Will death disappear?

No, never.

But perhaps, life's fear of death can gradually disappear. Thoughts are so ethereal and ethereal, but the magical thing is that they can move the pointer of fate and shake the foundation of existence. At that time, life will no longer see death as a guillotine hanging above the head, and the future will no longer be as fragile as a candle swaying in the wind...

Panic of her arrival.