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

After leaving Jingshan Palace, the night deepened.

The cold night sky in early winter was even clearer, and the sky was filled with stars and crystal sand covering the Milky Way. Nanke and the soldiers walked along the avenue outside the holy tree.

Nanke understood why the skirmishers were anxious to leave.

After Ying cried, if they still followed to witness the separation of Nasida and King Daci Shu, he would still have to see Nasida shed tears with his own eyes.

Skirmishers hate seeing others cry the most.

Although he is obviously very hard-hearted on the surface, it is only at times like this that he awkwardly reveals his soft-hearted side.

"The country collapses," Nanke said, looking at the road ahead. "We are about to reach the end."

"Are you looking forward to it?" the soldier said calmly, "or are you afraid?"

Nanke fell into a brief thought: "...a little bit."

The future they knew and witnessed was coming to an end.

As the hands of time continue to turn, what will appear ahead and what they will encounter are all unknown.

Only the end is certain - Teyvat will perish.

Nanke appears here precisely because the future Nasida wants to change the ending.

The skirmisher walked down the last step, looked back, and stretched out his hand to her: "Instead of thinking about these premature things, why don't you go to the Grand Bazaar with me for a walk?"

Nanke was startled, then she curved her lips and held his hand, then stepped onto the ground: "Okay."

When Nan Ke came, he saw the singing and dancing in the Grand Bazaar from a distance.

After finishing her errands and walking in, just as the performance in the theater was ending, Nilu threw countless Patisaram to the audience: "Thank you everyone for coming!"

"Oh oh oh!" The spectators rushed to receive the flowers.

The skirmisher raised his hand and grabbed a Patishalan flower that was flying toward him. He was sizing up the flower when suddenly a hive of spectators from the front row rushed onto the stage.

The stage lights became colorful and gorgeous, and everyone followed the sudden brisk tune, holding flowers high and twisting their waists to dance with Nilu.

The skirmisher subconsciously took a step back to avoid being carried into the dance floor by the crowd.

"The country collapsed," Nanke blocked his shoulders from behind with evil intentions and smiled close to his ear, "Why don't you go and have some fun together?"

The skirmisher's expression changed: "Are you kidding..."

Then he was pushed onto the stage by Nanke.

Everyone was jostling each other, so close that they were almost skin-to-skin contact. The skirmishers gritted their teeth and retreated to the corner. When they saw Nanke being squeezed away by Hot Dance, they stretched out their hands to pull her with a stinking face: "Hey!"

Suddenly, blue light spots appeared in the air, holding up a bright purple Patisara flower, flying over the heads of the crowd and flying into the air.

"Old rules!" The theater manager was sitting on a high stool in the audience, beating the gong and shouting, "Whoever grabs this Patisaraan will get the privilege of being Miss Nelu's manager for a day!"

The crowd was instantly excited.

Only Nanke was pinned down in the corner against the wall by the murderous skirmishers, unable to move.

"National collapse," she suppressed a smile on her lips, tilted her head, blinked her eyes deliberately, and looked at him, "I want it."

The skirmisher's eyebrows were twisted into knots.

The curvature of the corners of Nanke's mouth became faster and faster, and he could no longer suppress it.

After looking at each other for a long time, the crowd behind them was greatly reduced by the competition for Patisalan. The stragglers looked back and let her go with a grunt.

He turned around and walked towards the crowd, his center of gravity slightly lowered, and he charged up and jumped up.

Nanke leaned against the wall, his cheeks feeling slightly warm, not sure if it was because of the crowd just now or because of his indulgent compromise.

"The country is collapsing!" She looked at the blurry stragglers trapped among the many competitors, and raised her hands in the shape of a trumpet, "Come on!"

From the time the art ban was abolished to today, every carnival at the Zubair Theater is packed with seats, and Nelu’s reputation cannot be overshadowed.

Today is the last show, and admirers come from all over the country, all determined to win.

Idle mercenary.

The Gilded Brigade.

High wind mechanism for vacation.

A group of people jumped up and reached out to grab the little purple flowers in the air.

"Ouch! The country is collapsing!" The woman closest to the flower was a bronze-skinned woman. She stepped on the head of the mercenary below with vigorous movements and gave the skirmisher a sharp look. "You come and join in the fun!"

The skirmisher didn't reply to Desiya's words.

There is nothing more unlucky than participating in such a humiliating activity and being bumped into by an acquaintance.

All he needs to do is get the flower.

"I won't give it to you!"

While Desiya was distracted, another agile shadow passed by them with lightning flashes.

"Seno?! You kid actually uses elemental power?!" Desiya glared upwards following the sound, clenched her fists with fire, and swung violently at Seno, "Punch me!"

The scorching fire element and the thunder element collided violently in mid-air, and bright sparks exploded with a bang. The ordinary people below were startled, and they blocked their eyes. After a moment, they carefully opened their eyes to take a look.

A large number of sparks are scattered, which is just the afterglow inspired by the elemental power, and has almost no real feeling.

The splendid show effect immediately triggered cheers: "Come on! Come on!!!"

Sano and Disia made a move head-on, and both were bounced away by the reaction force. One landed on the roof of the theater, and the other landed in the middle of the audience.

In the midst of the staggered red and purple rays of light, the invisible divine ring behind the skirmisher flashed quickly, taking advantage of the gap to fly towards the prize above.

Oh, you want to rob him?

dream!

Just as the skirmisher's fingertips were about to touch the flower, the sound of arrows piercing the air suddenly reached his ears.

He reflexively dodged sideways and intercepted the flying arrow with one hand.

The arrow was removed and had no lethality.

The skirmishers looked down in the direction of the arrows with dark faces.

A thug dressed as a mercenary grabbed a bow. Next to him, a little purple-haired carrot-head wearing sunglasses beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Hurry up! Miss Nilu's one-day agent experience card will definitely sell a lot of Mora!"

In response to her urging, several mercenaries leaped towards the skirmishers in a surrounding manner.

The corner of the skirmisher's mouth twitched: "A bunch of trash."

Disiya and Sano on the other side exchanged a few moves, and saw that the skirmishers were also in trouble. They immediately felt relieved and winked: "I said the gale mechanism, can you give me some face? My young lady likes Miss Nilu and she can't get it, so just How about giving me this opportunity?"

"Sorry, this is the last experience card, and I have reasons why I can't give in." Sainuo looked serious.

"What reason?"

"Here." Sainuo raised his chin.

Desiya followed his line of sight and saw a gentle young man covering his two long big ears on the periphery of the crowd. He looked bitterly at the noise of the crowd while staring at them nervously.

"Patisalan usually has a light blue color, and Tinari is very curious about this purple variety," Saino explained with ease while fighting with Disiya, "Although it is unfair to participate as a Gale Disciplinary, I also I just have to go up."

"Heh, I'm looking at you!" Disia increased her intensity and punched Seno hard again, "You should also enjoy it!"

Sai Nuo raised his lips calmly and stopped her move: "Speaking of which, what we should be most wary of in this battle should not be -"

Sainuo raised his head and looked at the young man who was calmly suspended in the air with a thunder ring on his back, beating Dolly Sango Mahabhai's men to pieces.

"Someone who can fly?"

Desiya stopped her momentum and grinned wildly: "Let's go together!"

The skirmishers killed a wave of overconfident mercenaries and had completely lost their patience.

If he hadn't been worried about accidentally breaking the delicate little flower, he wouldn't have bothered to waste time on these people.

He gave the collapsed little carrot head a mocking look and reached out to Patishalam again.

All of a sudden, I realized it later.

The divine ring behind him appeared out of nowhere.

Before the thought came to an end, with Desiya shouting loudly, the swift fire fist and lightning claws attacked from below: "Come down!"

The battle for Miss Nelu's one-day agent.

It’s so wonderful that it can only be described in four words——

"boom"!

"boom"! !

"fire"! ! !

"flower"! ! ! !

The audience, who knew they had no chance, voluntarily returned to the stage, crossed their legs, cracked melon seeds, and enjoyed the once-in-a-century fireworks in the sky created by the owner of the Eye of God.

The most anxious person was Nilu, who was the instigator. She was circling at the feet of several people, trying to dissuade them: "Stop it! Stop it! Stop fighting!"

"Hey, Nilu, Nilu!" The theater manager pulled her away with serious words, "Doesn't this just show your popularity? Relax, this is a good thing for the theater and you."

"But," Nilu looked at the three people fighting in the air uneasily, "I'm worried that they will be injured..."

Desiya and Seno were playing two against one and didn't think they would be hurt.

What a joke, the famous blazing-maned lion in the desert, plus the young and promising Gale Disciplinary of the Order, how could anyone hurt them both?

Sano is not as optimistic as Desiya.

As a user of the thunder element, he could feel that Guobeng's strength was not simple.

While traveling in the desert, I rarely witnessed the collapse of the country.

But on the other hand, Sano also didn't feel that he would be easily defeated in a two-on-one situation.

Only skirmishers.

Because there was a fire element on the opposite side, he had to restrain his hands to avoid overloading, which was annoying to death.

It's just a street show, and it's too cheap to be embarrassed by it.

While dealing with these two people, the skirmishers took the time to look at their feet.

Nanke also left the stage, picked up a bench, and sat side by side with a nervous girl in the audience, looking up at them together.

It's all this woman's fault.

The skirmisher snorted and kicked Disia.

Desiya crossed her arms to block.

The Senor Offensive followed.

The skirmisher raised his arms to resolve it and sneered: "I will order this Patisaram today!"

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