At that time, Teyvat was full of settlements. Although there were no seven kingdoms, mortals had their own civilization. The various demons were worshipped for their powerful strength and became totems or even chiefs of tribes.

After all, it is an era where demons and gods are rampant.

Morax held them by the waist and they both fell to the ground with a bang. There was a loud bang on the ground and dust flew everywhere.

A big hole was made on the green grass.

The two people under the shield didn't even feel the aftershock. Shen Qianluo felt relieved, covered his wound and looked into the distance. At the first glance, he felt that the scenery here was just right, with thousands of rocks competing for beauty.

The green grass swayed in the wind, large tracts of sand trees layered the bright wasteland, and even the wind blowing through the hair was filled with the fragrance of the grass. One cannot help but praise the array of strange peaks and the beautiful mountains and clear waters.

"As the saying goes, 'The mountains are covered with green clouds, and the valleys are covered with green forests and blue rivers.' Morax, it seems that you and I have made the right choice." When Shen Qianluo smiled, his small fangs were exposed, and he looked like a little fox with a smile.

Or the kind that pretends to be artistic and elegant.

At least when Morax lowered his eyes to look at him, he had this illusion: "Oh? I never expected that Qianluo would be such an elegant person."

"I just like to flip through some books in my spare time. So Morax also has the leisure time to do so."

"You're too kind. I only know a little bit."

"Haha, then you and I are really destined to be together."

Both of them were extremely young gods who had not yet worn out their looks. Except for the fact that one of them was half a head taller than Shen Qianluo because he was older, Shen Qianluo was actually interested in and considered the various abilities of the person in front of him.

This demon god whom he met by chance and abducted to form a temporary team was much more interesting than he had imagined.

The other party clearly saw that he deliberately wanted to lead him to the vicinity of Teyvat, but after weighing the pros and cons and finding that it would be beneficial to him without any harm, he remained calm and did not point it out.

It was obviously not safe to continue staying in the pit that made such a huge noise. Paying attention to the dangers around him and exploring for a foothold, Shen Qianluo endured the bleeding wound and made a decision at the same time.

Regardless of the pros and cons, I have interfered with his fate.

As compensation, if he has the right personality and is willing, help him ascend to the position of the Seven Gods of Teyvat appointed by Sky Island.

At the moment when the bushes rustled, the two people, each with their own thoughts, looked sideways at the same time: "Who?" "Come out."

"No! Don't kill me! Two respected demon gods!——"

Ah, a frightened...human?

He clenched the stick fiercely, his whole body arched and tensed, staring at them cautiously.

Shen Qianluo showed an interested expression: "Hello, we have no ill intentions, it's just..."

"Just passing by." Morax added with his arms folded.

"Yes, yes, I just happened to pass by." Shen Qianluo agreed immediately.

The human holding the wooden stick looked at the huge pit that was smashed behind the two men and fell into deep thought.

"Don't believe it?" Glancing at the obvious hesitation on that person's face, Shen Qianluo raised the corner of his mouth and lowered his voice slightly, "Then there's nothing we can do. What a pity..."

"You! What are you going to do!?" The stick man was startled, showing a look of fear, and he ran away in panic.

Run! Help! The demon god is going to eat people! --

"He ran away." Shen Qianluo made a sound that sounded like a sigh or a teasing, smiled, and met Morax's gaze, "Should we follow him?"

"You pretended to be threatening so that he could escape and give the news, so that we can find the location of the tribe, right?"

"Maybe I just wanted to scare him on a whim." Shen Qianluo smiled playfully, but his voice was a little softer than before.

Morax shook his head. "I can see that you are not a demon who enjoys intimidating humans. You must have a deeper purpose for doing this."

Slightly startled, as if surprised by his answer, Shen Qianluo paused for a few seconds before he couldn't help but chuckle. This time, it was a rare and comfortable laugh from the heart: "Morax, you are very interesting. You and I are really birds of a feather."

"If you want to degrade yourself, don't bring me down with you."

Morax, who didn't want to comment on birds of a feather, spread out one hand, but saw Shen Qianluo, who had always stood too high and almost didn't really understand him and his friends who joked with him, fainted on the spot because he laughed too happily.

Out of humanitarianism, Morax supported the seriously injured person with one hand, and with the other hand he created a rock structure of suitable height and lifted the person up.

"Hiss... it hurts..." Shen Qianluo half-closed his eyes, the fingertips hanging at his side curled up and turned white, and the wounds had oozed a lot of blood due to his previous lively and tossing around.

"You are injured, so don't move too much." With a worried sigh, Morax carefully supported his shoulder and covered the wound with his warm fingers. "I am not a healing demon god, but I can use my divine power to stop your injury from getting worse. I think it will make you feel better."

The pupils in the shadow of the bangs trembled slightly, and Shen Qianluo instinctively wanted to avoid being touched by others, but he hesitated as his eyes flashed. He silently watched Morax's actions without saying a word.

Just like a little fox that was injured and hung its head in grievance.

After quickly bandaging the wounds on his arms and calves and stopping the bleeding on his waist and abdomen, Shen Qianluo heaved a sigh of relief and managed to stand up: "I feel much better, thank you. Seeing that we didn't follow him, I guess he is heading straight to the tribe now."

"In that case, we will follow immediately."

Picking up the disabled Shen Qianluo, Morax chased after him.

He would help, firstly because he couldn't bear to see Shen Qianluo moving forward injured, and secondly, he wanted to understand the severity of his injuries and make some guesses about his origins.

Glancing at the boy with a calm expression and deep eyes when he calmed down, Morax's eyes flashed with a moment of thought.

He couldn't see through this person, either in character or in strength.

The wounds on Shen Qianluo's body did not look like they were caused by following the Revolutionary Army's charge, but rather more like they were left from a fight with someone. Moreover, the remaining divine power in the wounds was still extremely strong, not even like that of an ordinary demon god.

...Could he be one of the revolutionary soldiers who managed to escape?

If the two of them were bound to become partners, the trust between them...

"The man just now." Shen Qianluo suddenly spoke, as if he had not noticed Morax's observation, "His first reaction when he saw us was to be alert, rather than trying to communicate or seek protection - their tribe is protected by the demon god, and has a certain combat capability."

"I just landed from a high place, Morax, you probably saw it. This is an era where demons are rampant and settlements are everywhere. The demons have divided their territories and run their own camps. We two outsiders may not be welcomed."

"You had already thought of these when you threatened that man." Slowly standing still on the mountain path, Morax put down Shen Qianluo and cast his gaze on the tribe not far away that was shouting nervously and on guard, his eyes slightly gloomy.

"Since I am destined to be unwelcome, I might as well show up in a hostile manner..."

"Who is invading my tribe?!" A burst of lightning instantly blasted towards Morax, but was blocked by the latter's spear as he turned around and swept across.

"And defeat it." Shen Qianluo smiled as he watched the two sides fighting each other in an instant. His gaze fell on the four-armed Yaksha of the Thunder Element and he smiled softly.

As he raised his hand, the sound of a flute rang out: "Morax, I'm here to help you."

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