Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

The door in front of them had already been opened, and the skirmishers were leaning against the door.

Nanke looked at him blankly.

"Come here," the skirmisher stretched out his hand toward her, "Nan Ke."

The cherry blossoms were like falling snow, and the deep purple hair reflected his gentle eyes. Nanke subconsciously raised his hand, but before it touched his palm, he clenched it tightly and retracted it.

Behind the skirmishers, Awang in the room still had a quilt on his legs. He seemed to have just woken up, rubbing his eyes sadly: "Nanke?"

It's not cherry blossom season now.

There is no smell of seven-day incense in the air.

This is not reality.

Nanke stepped back: "Let me go back!"

"Even I can't tell the difference?" The skirmisher walked up to her and said in a serious tone, "Give me your hand."

This is no straggler!

The speculation became more and more certain, and Nanke swatted his hand away: "You are not..."

"Wow"!

Like a huge bubble being punctured by a sharp object, the scenery in all directions collapsed again like a soft curtain that had lost its support. A crimson spiritual arrow grazed Nanke's ear from behind, and a "whoosh" arrow went deep into the eyebrows of the skirmisher.

Cracks spread from the eyebrows of the "skirmisher", and he froze, leaving only one eyeball that slowly moved, looking behind Nanke in disbelief.

"Well done, Nanke."

Asase Hibiki landed lightly, with an arrow in the bow. This time, it pointed at Awang in the shrine room.

Ah Wang let out a cry: "Master——!"

Asase Hibiki pursed his lips slightly, paused for a moment, and the next moment, shot an arrow without mercy.

The last puppet of the nightmare was also completely wiped out.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning.

Nanke's heartbeat skipped a beat, and he only heard Asase Hibiki whisper "Sorry", and a white light flashed in front of his eyes——

Perception returns.

The sound of the heart beating violently in the chest was loud and clear, causing the breathing to become rapid. The white field in the field of vision was glowing with golden light, slowly dissolving, and the familiar scenery reappeared.

The dazzling summer sunshine, the green lawn, and the fair and beautiful face of the doll sleeping with her forehead.

Seeing his appearance clearly, before he could calm down from the ups and downs he had just experienced, there was another loud bang.

The delicate face was deeply burned, revealing a large area of ​​white bones. Juice seeped out from the broken texture. Adhesions were scattered on the upper hair in the side-lying posture, shining in the sun.

It was the injury sustained by the "skirmisher" in the nightmare.

"The country is collapsing!" Nanke held his head on the ground and was about to get up.

"I can't die." The skirmisher raised his eyelids and whispered.

Nanke realized that both of his hands were tightly held by him.

Since when did you start dreaming?

The answer is, at the very beginning.

She had just finished burying those snacks and was kissing the skirmisher.

Everything that follows is a false veil put up by nightmares to deceive their eyes.

Nanke didn't dare to move him. He propped himself up on his elbows and carefully checked his shoulder blades and calves.

The clothes were obviously in good condition, but the wounds that appeared out of thin air were so tragic that they looked like they had actually experienced a thrilling and fierce battle.

Nanke didn't dare to touch the skirmisher. When he thought about how much pain he would be in, his body began to feel phantom pain.

She experienced it.

Therefore, the more numb the skirmisher's expression became, the more she felt...that her heart was being squeezed tightly.

"Idiot-" The soldier looked at the glimmer of water that quickly appeared in Nanke's eyes and drawled, "If I'm to blame, it's your rapid improvement in kissing skills. You were tricked when you were so fascinated by the kiss. I It’s also the first time.”

"I..." Nanke held back his tears for a moment, "You..."

"Sorry to interrupt." A cold and gentle familiar female voice behind him said, "Is Guobeng's injury okay?"

Nanke was startled and let go of the skirmisher's hand, which bounced like a spring and looked back.

It was Hibiki Asase holding a bow.

"I noticed an unusual evil aura while I was half asleep, so I got up and looked for it," Asase Hibiki explained calmly. "At that time, you were all captured by the nightmare, so I had no choice but to go into the dream to find out."

"It doesn't matter." The skirmisher sat up as if nothing was wrong. The wound on his face was affected when he spoke, and his expression was stiff and unhappy. "The thing with the problem is buried nearby. You can figure it out yourself."

Asase Hibiki's eyes lingered on his unusual wound, he nodded thoughtfully and nodded slightly.

In the dream, Asase Hibiki's arrow against the skirmisher was still vivid in his mind. Nanke calmly stepped aside to block her gaze, and stretched out his hand to pull the skirmisher up.

Being indifferent does not mean that there is no pain. As soon as the soldier stood up, his injured calf seemed to have lost its strength. He lost his balance and fell into Nanke's arms.

"If the country collapses, how about I carry you back?" Nanke asked, supporting him.

The location of the leg injury was just blocked by the leggings. At first glance, it looked like nothing, but the wound underneath was no accident, and most of the muscles were broken.

"Are you sure?" The soldier raised his eyebrows and looked at her sideways.

Nanke nodded.

She is still somewhat confident.

After all, he has been crushed by him so many times, so he is just ridiculously strong. The actual weight of the hollow doll is a little worse than Awang.

What's more, she is taller than Skirmishers.

Looking at her with eyes full of eagerness to try, the soldier narrowed his eyes and coldly snorted: "Dreaming."

After saying that, he pushed her away and walked off the lawn with unsteady steps.

Nanke quickly chased after him, always ready to give him a hand.

When passing by the shrine under the cherry tree, she subconsciously turned her head to take a look at Awang. When she saw the scene in front of her, her steps suddenly froze in place.

There was no sign of Awang in front of the shrine.

Many footprints on the ground are messy, the seven-day incense flickers on and off, and the green smoke is slowly blown away in the breeze.

Awang is missing.

Artificial kidnapping.

There is a letter left under the seven-day incense.

Nanke didn't open it, but sat at the table and looked at the letter intently. His fists were clenched on his knees, and his cheeks were bitten so tightly that they gradually became sore.

The skirmisher treated the wound hastily and sat next to her: "Aren't you going to remove it?"

Nanke shook his head.

There is no need to guess who the initiator is.

But how to do it.

We still have to listen to Asase Hibiki's decision first.

Asase Hibiki returned with some snacks and meals he dug out wrapped in a handkerchief. He entered the house, looked around, and asked in a deep voice, "Awang isn't here?"

Nanke pushed the letter on the table towards her.

"Ha..." Asase Hibiki stared at the letter and sighed, narrowing his eyes slightly, "This is really... too much."

The poor-quality ink penetrated the back of the paper, and Nanke could only see huge black lumps.

Several pieces of letter paper were turned over several times in Asase Hibiki's hands, and the edges that were pinched were wrinkled and almost to pieces.

Asase Hibiki read the letter word for word and handed the letter to Nanke and the soldiers.

The writing was large and crooked, and there was no signature. The general meaning was that Hibiki Asase and his party had been on the island for many days without any achievements. They were no longer expected to be able to eliminate the thunderstorm. If they wanted to be safe, they should join the Qing Lai Rebellion. army to fight against the shogunate together.

The last piece of paper also clearly stated, "Don't worry, even if they refuse, they will not hurt A Wang, but they will make A Wang lose the qualification to be a witch from now on."

How can people be so unreasonable? !

For a moment, Nanke could hardly help but rush out and question those who were so-called fighting for freedom and tranquility face to face.

The skirmisher said a cold "ha" and asked Asase Hibiki: "So, you still plan to continue to be patient?"

"War makes people extremely cruel. We have different stances from the Qinglai people, so we will inevitably be plotted against." Asase Hibiki's dark eyes concealed his coldness, and he spread out the things in the handkerchief on the letter, "There are more than 100 of these things. Including the handiwork of one person, the food is laced with sweat medicine, and the snacks are stuffed with human flesh."