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

Nanke looked at Ayato Kamisari who was blocking the front, but hesitated to speak.

No, she just felt that with him around, it would be inconvenient for her to use elemental power openly.

Forget it.

Kamisato Ayato should be fine.

Nanke leaned against the tree trunk, leaving him room to show off his skills.

The five assassins showed their weapons one after another and slowly approached.

Chill gradually spread in the air, until there was a crisp "click", Kamisato Ayato looked away from the assassins, looked at the frozen tip of the knife in his hand, tilted his head and said "Huh?".

Apparently, there is also the Eye of God on the opposite side.

Still ice type.

The five assassins were dressed exactly the same, and the Eye of God was also hidden. It was completely impossible to tell who held the Eye of God.

Kamisato Ayato let out a long sigh and had no choice but to throw away the frozen weapon and take small steps back to Nanke: "Sorry, I seem to have misjudged the situation."

"Linghua also has the Eye of God. I thought Mr. Ayato was very used to dealing with the ice element." Nanke looked at him.

"Didn't I say that?" Kamisato Ayato spread his hands, "After I became the head of the family - that is, after Ayaka obtained the Eye of God, we rarely quarreled."

Nanke blinked, understood, and pursed his lips to hold back a smile.

"Haayu has gone to deliver a message to Mr. Yagi, and he won't be back for a while," Kamisato Ayato asked in a low voice while alerting the assassin to a sudden attack, "So, should we call for help now? Or how can we send someone to come?"

"Ayato-san, don't you have an emergency plan?"

"Like there is?"

"Because you look so calm."

"Miss Nanke is no less generous."

Have it?

Nanke lowered his head and pinched his face.

Ayato Kamisato looked at Nanke's movements, and his expression gradually broke: "Please don't show your natural stupidity in this situation, Miss Nanke, this is too cruel to me."

"Sorry." Nanke put away his movements and walked past Kamisato Ayato towards the assassins. "I'm not good at fighting. For safety reasons, please stay away from me."

The abundant thunder element surged into Nanke's eyes.

Kamisato Ayato didn't see her face, only a bright purple light flashed past in his field of vision, leaving only her back and the thunder and lightning that penetrated the air around her.

Nanke had no confidence that he could defeat a powerful person as talented as Sandone.

But at least he has lived for so long.

The assassins looked at each other, four of them rushed toward Nanke, and the other was agile and tried to avoid her and attack Kamisato Ayato.

Under the cherry blossom forest, purple lightning interweaves.

All the metal weapons were smashed into pieces and fell to the ground in pieces.

The five assassins were locked in limbs by crisscrossing thunder and lightning, and were imprisoned in place, unable to move.

"Please don't struggle, you will get hurt." Nanke took off the mask of the nearest assassin and looked at the deep-featured face underneath, "Are you from Winter?"

The assassin's eyes widened in horror, and he didn't even dare to speak.

Too close, those thunder and lightning are too close!

It took all of my strength just to maintain my posture and not touch those manic flashes, let alone answer this scary woman's question!

I have never heard that such a person exists next to Kamisato Ayato!

"Did Kujo Takayuki leak the whereabouts of Kamisato Ayato to you?" Nanke asked again, paused for a moment, read the affirmative answer from those fearful eyes, straightened up and looked at the other people.

The one with the Eye of God is trying to use elemental power to dissolve the restraints. The extremely cold white air clings to the lightning, one ebbing and the other ebbing.

Since we are winter people.

Then it is very likely that it is the evil eye.

Nanke's face turned slightly cold, and he stepped forward, reaching out to the assassin's body where the coldest air was the strongest.

Sure enough, a scarlet gem with dark light was found.

"Give it back to me!" The assassin yelled and wanted to take it back, but his cheek was burned by the thunder element. He didn't dare to move anymore and only made a wheezing sound of pain.

Nanke leaned over to pick up the broken blade on the ground and cut open the palm of his hand.

Blood drips from the evil eye, which quickly produces satiated flowers.

Ignoring the assassin's increasingly horrified gaze, Nanke grabbed the blood dendrobium and crushed it into pieces, stuffed the empty shell of the evil eye back into his pocket, and then turned to look at Kamisato Ayato.

The things she could use elemental power to do, the things she could do to destroy the evil eye, were all taken care of by him now...

"I didn't see anything." Kamisato Ayato moved his eyes in time.

Nanke was startled.

Who made her look emotionless just now, as if she was considering whether to kill him or not.

Kamisato Ayato sighed secretly, showed a smile that he thought was very innocent, and walked up slowly: "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Nanke, let's go to the wooden leak tea room to treat the injury."

Kamisato Ayato is not someone who can be associated with the word trust.

Nanke looked at his smiling face, hesitated for a moment, and nodded based on his intuition: "Yes."

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Nanke did not come back.

Standing in front of the locked door, the skirmisher was suddenly at a loss.

Inazuma City is densely populated, and it is hundreds and thousands of times more difficult to find a person among the crowded houses and the crowds of people on the street than to kill them all.

The skirmisher was walking on the way to the restaurant, and when he was thinking about the latter, he was suddenly stopped.

"The country collapsed, and you guys are back too?"

The skirmisher looked over.

The person who stopped him was Yayoi Qiyue.

He was not in the mood to chat with irrelevant people right now.

The skirmishers were about to hurry up and leave when they heard Yayoi Qiyue asking with a smile:

"Why didn't Nanke come with you?"

"Hey, your lacquer box should be carved, right? Have you sent it out?"

The skirmisher lowered his head and bit his lip, quickly leaving Yayoi Qiyue's greeting behind him.

Soon, skirmishers arrived at the restaurant.

It has not been open for more than a month, and the wooden closing sign has accumulated a thin layer of dust and hangs on the door unnoticed.

Nanke has never been here either.

Completely losing the direction of his search, the skirmisher stared at the sign and stood blankly.

It was almost noon, and the sun was shining brightly overhead.

The aroma of food floats in the air, and the bustle of people coming and going.

They all passed him by.

A sudden, huge feeling of emptiness.

Powerlessness.

And the uncontrollable thoughts that arise in Blank’s mind——

It turns out that when she makes up her mind to leave, he really won't be able to find her.

They were all interrupted by familiar elemental fluctuations coming from afar.

It’s Nanke!

The skirmishers subconsciously wanted to fly into the air. They realized the crowd in their sights and suppressed the power that was about to be released.

They are ordinary people living on this street.

If he did this, he and Nanke would really not be able to come back.

I have never run like this in my life.

The clumsy movement quickly increased the heat in the body. The exposed body surface gradually turned red and water droplets appeared. The breathing also took on the responsibility of dissipating heat, becoming more and more rapid and hot.

Between a small sparse cherry tree forest, fine pink petals covered the ground. Except for a few fools who were supporting each other and about to leave, there was no one else.

"Have you ever seen a woman with short hair?!" The skirmisher stopped them.

The fools were still in a state of stress. They were startled. When they took a closer look, they saw that it was just a short rice wife boy. They suddenly became disgusted and raised their hands to push people: "Get out of the way! Don't block the road!"

Things that don’t know whether to live or die!

The skirmisher twisted the arm in front of him and easily knocked the person to the ground, crushing the opponent's face with his clogs.

"I won't ask a third time," the skirmisher lowered his head with cold eyes, "Where did she go?"

A pair of dark purple eyes filled with murderous intent.

The sudden foreboding of danger directly triggered the alarm bells of the fools.

Unlike Nanke, this familiar action full of ferocity did not show any contempt for their lives at all, just like those executives...

If you make him unhappy, you will definitely die.

"Muleo Teahouse! Muleo Tearoom!" Another fool who was supported by his companions answered urgently, "They said they were going to Muleo Tearoom to treat their injuries!"

they?

The skirmisher moved his feet and said in a low voice, "Who is injured?"

"That woman." The fools who were stared at by him felt numb. When they saw the skirmisher's face suddenly sinking, they hurriedly waved their hands, "We didn't do it! We didn't even hurt her hair! I swear!"

"Get out!" the skirmishers roared.