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

If she hadn't been stabbed in the vital part by this bastard human, she might have been able to evacuate in time before Eliog arrived. But I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave now.

It seems that we can only abandon this body and find another one.

But before that...

Although the scissors did not penetrate deeper than the knife, the blood could not stop after the murder weapon was pulled away. Wutong held her chest, trying not to pay attention to the colic and pins and needles pain coming from her.

The overturned tool box covered the knife that was originally taken out to peel pears and apples. It was inevitable that he would die anyway, so he might as well gamble.

Wutong followed "Yuehan" with his eyes, and allowed him to come closer, put his foot on his shoulder and started talking trash.

"If you want to hate, just hate Eleoog, my dear, who told her to have to interfere with our affairs? She has no regard for a human like you who will die if you touch her."

"..." Where did Qingqiu, a guy with nothing to do, go to make him look sexy! Everyone on the other side has found their home! !

"Huh? Don't you know? Oh my, sorry, sorry... I didn't expect that your relationship is not as close as the intelligence described. Hmm... It seems that I have to beat up my subordinates when I go back. .”

"..." Please don't act coquettishly with Yuehan's face, it's really disgusting.

"Don't be so indifferent, maybe... you'll be like a puppy, kowtow at my feet and beg me. If I'm in a good mood, I'll let you go~"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah...well said. I'll take the advice."

The puppet master has already begun to withdraw his soul, because this is not a simple possession, so it will take a little more time.

During the last moment of trash talk, she squatted down and rubbed her chin. While maintaining output, she was still considering whether to cut the annoying human in front of her into pieces and hang it at the door so that Eliog could see it as soon as he entered.

He didn't even notice the unstoppable tears starting to fall from his eyes.

Therefore, Wutong naturally did not react in time. Wutong pounced on her and suppressed her movements, and stabbed the knife from behind to the heart as tightly as a hug.

"...!" A strange emotion suddenly rose in the puppet master's heart. Her eyes moved rapidly, veins popped out at her temples and chin, staring intently at the person buried on her shoulder.

The whispering close to the ear is like saying the most beautiful love words in the world. Beneath the tenderness is the madness that hits you, a vicious curse disguised as a sincere blessing.

"It doesn't matter...it doesn't matter...whoever you are, let's die together."

His arms were tightly clasped, almost using up all his strength, and he even bent over because of the exertion. Close your eyes and feel the strands of hair falling down the side of your neck, causing itchiness. It gives people the illusion of being integrated with their flesh and blood.

This feeling...

The puppet master was breathing rapidly, and in his last consciousness, his heart beat rapidly for two beats. New inspirations burst out of my mind like a volcano erupting. He was so excited that he clenched his fists, his pupils tightened, and his whole body trembled.

For the first time, she actually had the idea of ​​changing the content of the play for a human being. How wonderful! How wonderful! She should not kill it plainly, she should grind away its consciousness, break off its bones, and make it the most obedient and perfect doll.

This is the best final performance!

"Pfft-"

The slender jade-like hand held the handle of the knife and pulled it out. The sharp blade drew a white arc in the moonlight. The fresh blood brought out was like red bead jewelry that was suddenly torn off the thread, as if it would crackle in the next second. It made a sound on the ground.

However, only blood stains were left on the wall. There was no sound.

Wutong let go, and the knife fell with a clang. He glanced at "Yuehan" who was lying on the ground with drooped eyelids and eyes blank, and didn't pay much attention. Probably dead.

After everything calmed down, pain and fatigue surged up like a tide.

"They say that when a person dies...his hearing is the last thing he loses..."

For the time being, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people and making contributions to society. It is true that as a successor of socialism with a strong foundation, she has not forgotten the common saying at home that we share weal and woe, and we must not embarrass Mr. Yao when she goes out. Excellently inherits the heroic plot that is inexplicably carried in the bones.

"...Yue Han, I don't know..."

The person occupying Yuehan's body is probably an unknown monster or a weak demon. It must not be a hard thing for a mere human like her to be manipulated like this. And there hasn't been the phenomenon of large-scale power sweeping and erupting after death, but it doesn't matter. Her momentum was already coming out. Not bad at all.

"Don't worry...he left without any pain..."

Of course, if it was the type that would spawn resurrection points, she didn't say anything. But if this was really a famous figure, the Demon God's arrogance when facing humans was really much more serious than she imagined.

Wutong finished talking to himself. The main thing is that I don’t have the energy to say anything else. With his head half lowered, he tried to raise his head through his blurred vision and look outside the door again. His hands were tightly grasping the pole of some unknown furniture next to him.

Where the hell did that bastard thing go? ! Even if my heart is not completely penetrated, it is really a great honor to you, Qingqiu, that I can hold on for so long!

...Come back quickly. I still have some last words to bury my grave where the feng shui is better. At least say goodbye. We have known each other for so long. I have to tell you before I leave. But in my planned death schedule One of the most important.

Qingqiu, Brand, Eliog...

"..."

"clatter."

Qingqiu, who was covered in mess and chill, heard the sound of the world collapsing and shattering among the sounds.

She rushed through layers of obstacles just to delay her death. Regardless of the losses and troubles this unauthorized departure would cause to Morax, he walked through the blood and moonlight, past many corpses and calls for help.

Why...why did those hands that he had grasped countless times fall powerlessly into the sea of ​​blood in front of him, without warmth or vitality. Why...why, the breath of death would linger around people she thought it would never linger around. No breath or response.

"Hey. I'm back."

Qingqiu did not cry and get angry, but squatted down and watched quietly.

"...The things we agreed upon are based on the fact that you have to die in peace. Even if I don't know much about the world, I know that you are not going to die in peace now."

After that, Qingqiu held the pair of hands that gradually became cold and stained with blood. He would no longer pull her, hug her, hold her from time to time as before... and he would no longer hold her like a doll when sleeping. He was so strong. To a disgusting hand.