Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

In the castle tower and the competition venue, the host Wendy and contestant Zhongli looked at each other in bewilderment.

There was also a shadow of the Great Gosho next to him who had a very strong reaction.

For a moment, the sudden question aroused the deepest curiosity in everyone's heart, and the falling of the spatula also shocked the onlookers and made them hold their breath.

The scene fell silent. One could even see... dullness on the pretty face of the Thunder God, who seemed to be always dignified and calm.

Everyone:?

How strange! Let me take another look.

Unfortunately, Ying's reaction was quick enough. In the next second, the astonishment and shock in his heart and eyes, as well as the trance caused by the shock to his worldview, returned to normal, as if the shock just now was just an illusion.

The two familiar gods noticed something.

That's true. After all, Ying has been alone in the Pure Land for hundreds of years. He only went out with the travelers Kong and Paimeng a few days ago, so naturally he was out of touch with the news.

She was obviously unheard of the hottest topic in the world of Inazuma...or in the whole of Teyvat these days.

Therefore, it was equivalent to that at this moment, she learned this shocking information that she had not noticed at all when communicating with the two people before -

Morax, the reliable senior who has always been gentle and polite but still has the edge of a god and a king, and the young god who was once only heard of in legends but now meets him a few times and seems to be friendly, cheerful, romantic and calm... are in love?

Morax is in love?

Morax?

That Morax-senpai with a heart as solid as a rock?!

Such important news, when Yae Shinko dragged her to chat, he even talked about all the strange gossips, love and hatred in the streets and alleys, but he never mentioned a word to her? !

At that moment, the bangs drooped slightly, blocking the majestic light emanating from the god's eyes. The smiling pink-haired fox in the distance felt his whole body tremble. The unreasonable pressure came from the sky, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly became more cheerful.

"It seems that she has learned the truth~"

"What is the truth?" How much have you been hiding from me? I let you act on your own and you got screwed. Kamisato Ayato, "Lord Palace Master, if I'm not mistaken, the god just now... cast a disapproving look at you."

"It's just a little joke between me and her." Wen Ya laughed and retorted. Yae Shenzi cast his eyes towards the thin and tall figure of the young man. "Perhaps, only he and that person can truly understand the truth."

·

The drizzle of evening rain embellishes the blurry sky. When the raindrops fall from the sky, they are as clear as if carrying the will of heaven.

Today's wind and rain are too strong after all.

"I...finally met you..."

The moment he saw the young man's figure, the man in black, or rather the evil god Orobas who possessed the representative of the Kanjo Bugyo, breathed gently, tremblingly and solemnly, to resist the boiling of surprise in his heart.

The old and thoughtful soul took a step towards him.

"Don't move! Master Xiaoshen, as our Inazuma's honored guest, how can we allow a fellow like you who came from nowhere to approach us casually!"

"Surround him and protect Master Xiaoshen!"

The soldiers' threatening shouts were heard in his ears, but the moment Shen Qianluo appeared, Da She's eyes were fixed on the god's pretty and calm face.

Raindrops dripped onto the cloak that concealed his identity, revealing his snake-like sharp vertical pupils and his Adam's apple.

He couldn't look away anymore.

Dayi, however, welcomed his own death with reluctance, thinking about his people on the other side during his long sleep day and night. Finally, a thousand years later, he learned about his resurrection from Xiaodai...

He probably used up all his luck in a life of wandering.

"You may not believe it, but I... just wanted to see you. To take a look at you again."

Shen Qianluo lowered his eyes: "Now that you have seen me, your wish has been fulfilled, and it should have dissipated."

She was clearly shorter than him, but looking at the boy's slightly nonchalant expression, she only felt the indifferent gaze from someone in a higher position.

Orobasi was slightly surprised and stunned for a moment. After a moment, he laughed in a low voice: "Is that so? The real Him is more arrogant than the imaginary Him... This is indeed a level of indifference that ordinary people cannot reach..."

"So you are disappointed?"

"No, it doesn't."

Meeting Shen Qianluo's raised gaze, Oropus shook his head gently: "I have never regretted my feelings for you, even though from the beginning to the end... in your heart I am just a thief who stole weapons."

"This time, I came to see you with all my resentment, just because..."

"Have you heard about my love for him?" Perhaps only by mentioning things related to Zhongli could the boy's tone sound particularly energetic.

The god in white and the demon god who has passed away seem to be in confrontation, but the focus of the topic is love.

The soldiers around nervously clenched their weapons, looked at each other, and dared not act on their own anymore.

·

On the field, there was a very similar atmosphere of anxiety.

"The question you asked is one I have considered countless times when I made the contract with him."

Under the gaze of many people, Zhongli answered Wendy's question.

His tone was calm, but people could hear the love that spanned life and death and time from his gentle voice.

"Perhaps everyone would think that I was attracted to his lively and playful youth, his proud but sensible and elegant character, and even his appearance that could make people and gods fall in love with him... He has many advantages, but these are not all what I love."

"…It is indeed a deep affection." Wendy was silent for a moment, then laughed very softly and moved closer to the microphone. "So, what is it that Mr. Zhongli likes most about Qianluo?"

Zhongli smiled faintly.

·

"Is he... your final choice?"

His voice was hoarse and rough, and Oropas's power as a demon became increasingly vague, but he still stood firmly in the wind and rain, waiting for the boy's answer.

Under everyone's gaze, Shen Qianluo chuckled, "Not really."

"…What?"

He saw Orobas had a dazed expression on his face, and the onlookers all let out slight restrained gasps, but eventually curled up the corners of their mouths.

"In my world, there has never been an option other than him, so it cannot be called a 'choice'."

"My love for him has always been that of a noble god, a one-of-a-kind favor."

·

"Perhaps for ordinary people, such emotions would be a little complicated."

The golden pupils were still as warm as jade under the dim sky outside the window. Zhongli's posture and even expression were calm. His gaze seemed to transcend space, staring at the young man who was expressing his love for him in the wind and rain.

Just like the sunset soaked in liquor a thousand times, letting the majestic god burn out the winter sky.

Time and again, willingly sinking and drowning.

"The love between Qianluo and I comes from the resonance of creation deep in our souls."

"Therefore, even if there are thousands of years and all over the world, he is the only one who deserves my lifelong love."