"you…"

Marcosius's cry frightened the taciturn god Qianluo.

He is always so suave and handsome, and he likes to say some inappropriate and sarcastic remarks, but he always pays attention to the other person's psychology and has never made any mistakes.

As for the people who can talk to him, there are naturally no children whose minds have not yet matured in the Sky Island that was revered by everyone in the past. Now in Teyvat, this is the first time he has met a young demon god...

"Don't cry... If you've been wronged, how about your brother Luo come to support you?"

A little more at a loss than Marcosius, Shen Qianluo patted his sobbing shoulder and tried to comfort him softly, but was blocked by a word from the boy that made him cry even harder.

"But, but that old turtle is very powerful. Brother Luo, you can't beat him at all... wuwu..."

Shen Qianluo was silent for a moment.

In the continent of Teyvat where demons are rampant, his vest may be a little too weak.

"Humph, how could there be a demon god in this world that even your brother Luo couldn't defeat?" He cleared his throat and started to deceive people, "For example, our Lord Rock King Emperor, he was defeated by your brother Luo back then."

"Really?!" The tears in Marcosius' eyes seemed to stop all of a sudden. His bright eyes were wide open and sparkling with tears. His nose was pink from crying. "Then why are you so weak now, Brother Luo? Do you need to eat something to replenish your body?"

"…What my brother wants to say is that we may not be able to win by force, but we can win by wits. For example, we can defeat the opponent in an area he is not good at. In fact, Lord Emperor can't cook. When we have time, we can go and laugh at him."

·

After his brother Luo's nonsense consolation, the boy finally calmed down a little, sobbing from time to time, his cheeks flushed and he blew his nose, and lowered his head like a child who had made a mistake.

"So, you have offended a demon?"

"I fled south to Guiliyuan because I was a little influenced by that old turtle... Of course, he definitely doesn't know where I am now. I haven't caused any trouble for anyone!"

"So, it's more accurate to conclude that the turtle bullied you, right?"

"Yeah! That's it!"

Glancing sideways as if thinking about something, Shen Qianluo raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Well, you dare to bully our companions in the Gods Alliance. Today I will definitely teach that old turtle a lesson - but remember to report your itinerary to Lord Emperor."

·

Beichou is a happy demon.

It is a demon god paddling happily in the clear water river.

And on an ordinary day, Beichou was still paddling happily, opening his mouth and twisting his limbs comfortably, but suddenly he choked on a mouthful of strange liquid.

The choking made his eyes round, his mouth exploded, and his nose seemed to be burning. He opened his mouth and shook his head desperately, but it was still burning hot, so hot that he went straight to the peak of Jueyun, as if he could spit fire on the spot.

"Who! Who is it!?" He floated to the shore angrily, breaking through the water with a roar, and his eyes as big as copper bells immediately stared at the boy who was standing on the shore washing peppers at a loss.

"So it's you! You ignorant little thing, so annoying! This is killing me! When will you, damned land creatures, respect the aquatic dragons?!"

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry!" The Bishui River was wide and the riverbed was extremely deep at that time. Marcosius was shocked by the other party's huge, mountain-like body. He looked up in horror at the huge creature that was a hundred meters tall.

Even after being above the water for so long, the tortoise shell with intricate patterns was still leaking water like a waterfall.

"I didn't mean to do that. I didn't expect you, Uncle Turtle, to be choked by a little pepper. I'm so sorry!"

Unexpectedly, a simple sentence broke the defense of Beichou, who had opened his mouth wide to thirst for cool air. He shook his head angrily: "Uncle Turtle!? Little thing! In your eyes - I am a turtle!?"

Or the turtle that was choked by the river water used to wash Jueyun Jiaojiao.

Blinking his eyes, trying desperately to think about what the creature in front of him looked like, Marcosius hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "Uncle Turtle...?"

Bi Chou was so angry that he flew away.

"I am a dragon! A dragon! The ancient dragon Bixiu!! Look at my dragon scales and fangs. I am extremely powerful and can carry the mountains on my back. How can I be called a turtle? Or even a bastard?!"

He said this angrily, opening his big mouth that was still spitting fire from the spiciness, and was about to swallow Marcosius, who was talking nonsense but was actually just washing vegetables by the river and wanted to cook happily, into his stomach.

Unexpectedly, Marcosius turned into his original bear form and could breathe fire.

The two demons finally started to fight each other.

·

Time goes back to the present. After hearing the story of Marcosius and Beichou, Shen Qianluo couldn't help laughing and patted the little kid beside him who was blushing with embarrassment.

"You two are also acquainted with each other through fighting. Don't be afraid. Now that you have Brother Luo here, you don't have to worry about those stinky old turtles~"

The moment the words fell, Bi Chou, who had already noticed the arrival of the two but was unable to figure out Shen Qianshi's power, broke out of the water again and said angrily: "Bi Chou?! I am Xiu! Not Chou!"

"Stinky? Isn't it just stinky?" Shen Qianluo crossed his arms across his chest, his white clothes fluttering.

"It's Xiu!" Bi Chou raised his head angrily, his four feet firmly supported on the water, and walked steadily towards the shore. The water and the ground were shaking.

Shen Qianluo's comment: "Stinky."

"Xiu!"

"Smelly!"

"biubiubiu!!"

Bei Chou was so angry that his mind was not clear and his speech was slurred.

Marcosius stood there in shock, not daring to speak.

"Well, no matter you are Bixiu or Bibiu, you need to give me an explanation for bullying the demon god of our Alliance of Gods." Finally getting the topic back on track, Shen Qianluo looked up at the huge turtle, his expression still calm and composed.

He said harsh words but smiled.

Alliance of Gods?

His eyes rolled around, and Bei Chou was unable to figure out his strength and intentions. He snorted coldly, "That little thing behind you has also offended me. I was just teaching him a lesson, but now you are coming to blame me again?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Luo, it's all my fault..." Marcosius felt guilty again and was hit on the head by Dan Xiao.

"It's okay, just watch." Shen Qianluo said, looking at Bei Chou loudly, "It's an offense, but you did hit a child after all."

"However, considering that it is not easy for you to practice, and that I only want to teach you a lesson and not kill you, today, you will compete with me, and then we will pretend that nothing happened. You will also have the right to join our Alliance of Gods at any time. Do you dare to accept it?"

After many twists and turns, Shen Qianluo finally embarked on the road of infinite competition. The opposite side, Bei Chou, showed a surprised expression, snorted coldly, stamped his feet, and the ground trembled: "Do you think I'm afraid of you!?"

·

Return to the original.

"Qianluo is not here today?" Morax was a little surprised when he returned to his residence. He did not see the young man wandering around, and then he learned some news that shocked the immortal group.

Shen Qianluo took Marcosius and went north to fight with the Turtle Demon.

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