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

The territory of the Qingxu Demon God was not small, with large patches of overgrown grass that almost reached the thighs. Walking against the wind, one could feel the awe-inspiring and bloody atmosphere from afar.

It is roughly possible to guess that ever since the Qingxu Demon God's temperament changed drastically, the people he protects have been living in dire straits every day.

Should he lure the two demons to attack first, or should he lurk around and launch a sneak attack?

The sky was slightly gloomy, and there was not even a trace of other people in the wilderness. Shen Qianluo pondered as he walked slowly through the overgrown grass. His eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly realized that the atmosphere around him had changed.

At that moment, he instantly and seemingly casually turned sideways, just barely brushing past the spear, and cleverly dodged the sudden attack.

Appearing in front of the young man, the nameless Yaksha's eyes darkened slightly.

"The Yaksha demon under the command of the Dream Demon God?"

Shen Qianluo raised his eyebrows with a little interest, and met the gaze of the teenager. The other party's appearance was still young and immature, and his height was only up to his chest. Hearing what he said, he clenched the weapon in his hand silently without saying a word.

The child's breathing was not steady, and his body was covered in dried blood and wounds. His light gold eyes were a mixture of confusion, pain, and murderous intent. His upturned eyes were outlined with red eye shadow, and the diamond-shaped flower on his forehead made him look even sharper and colder.

Just like a machine that never stops killing, not even caring about the bloody wounds on its body. At that moment, Shen Qianluo's eyes narrowed slightly, and it was almost impossible to sense a trace of will to live from Wuming Yaksha's cold and painful expression.

As expected, this child was also controlled by the Dream Demon, and the many cruel and bloody things he committed were not voluntary.

Shen Qianluo sighed slightly.

At that moment, perhaps it was the scene that brought back emotions, or perhaps it was the slight tremor in his heart, that made him think of the concerns that were buried deep in the past.

It seems that he just can't let such a young child show such a desperate and hopeless expression.

"Anyone who invades the master's territory... shall be executed."

The right arm that was clenching the spear was trembling slightly. The nameless Yaksha in front of him barely squeezed out these words from between his teeth, then held his forehead while gasping for breath. He was restrained by some extremely intense pain, but his eyes became cold and confused, and he attacked again ferociously as if he was risking his life.

The teenager's moves were light and decisive, and each one of them was vicious and deadly. The fact that he had such strength at such a young age was closely related to his own talent and the tragic experience of having experienced many killings.

Unfortunately, he was facing Shen Qianluo who was pretending to be weak.

The smiling silver-haired boy on the opposite side seemed to have maxed out his dodging skill. No matter from which angle he attacked, no matter how fast he burst out, he dodged them all as easily as a loach by leaning sideways and leaning back and forth.

The Nameless Yaksha was already starting to feel a little tired, suppressing the trembling of his body which was breaking through the limit again and again under the forced commands, and his steps were unsteady.

"Are you okay? Do you need to rest for a while before continuing?" Shen Qianluo, however, pinched his chin and looked at him as if he was not affected at all. His breath was calm and warm. He even took the initiative to show concern for him. His clear voice was like a spring breeze.

Excessive injuries and blood loss had seriously affected the teenager's physical strength. He lowered his head and breathed in restraint. His bangs blocked his eyes, and he was indeed a little unable to move.

"Why... why..." A faint voice trembled from the depths of Wuming Yaksha's throat. The young boy frowned, his eyes filled with endless confusion and struggle.

"Hmm?" Shen Qianluo seemed not to have heard clearly and took a step closer to him. "What's wrong?"

The moment the strange demon's aura approached, he tensed up. He grabbed his bangs and trembled like a beast. He forcibly suppressed the movement of stabbing with the sharp weapon. The nameless Yaksha tried his best to squeeze out a few words: "No... Go away..."

The next moment, the pupils suddenly shrank.

Shen Qianluo's fingertips firmly touched the artery on the side of his neck. The teenager looked up in shock and met the boy's smiling and condescending eyes: "Why should I leave? Your life is already in my hands, what's the danger?"

The situation seemed to be reversed in an instant.

His original intention was clearly not to continue killing, and he tried his best to get rid of the control of the Dream Demon God and try to let innocent lives go...

"You..." The teenager was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly realized something and widened his eyes slightly.

It seemed that ever since Shen Qianluo touched him, the bad news of the Dream Demon God's curse had almost disappeared, along with the murderous and bloody restlessness around him.

But... why...

"It's dangerous here, leave quickly, the Dream Demon and the Green Ruins Demon will soon..."

Without taking time to think deeply, Wuming Yaksha hurriedly spoke up to persuade Shen Qianluo to leave as soon as possible.

He no longer cared about his situation. Ever since he was captured as a child and forced to follow orders and commit so many murders, he had lost the desire to live.

"You are so young, you should have more hope and love." Unexpectedly, Shen Qianluo removed the hand that was blocking the artery and hit him on the head.

“…?” Standing there staring at him in a daze, Wuming Yaksha was already somewhat confused by the strange and unfamiliar demon before him.

Shen Qianluo couldn't help but chuckle. The curve of the boy's mouth was lifted in the breeze of the mountains. His silver hair moved in the wind and flowed through the dim sunlight, making him look more eye-catching and gentle: "Why are you like my brother, stupid and dumb?"

"I..." The nameless Yaksha wanted to say something but hesitated, looking at a loss for a moment.

So I became even more stupid.

He could not feel the powerful demon power from Shen Qianluo, but it was this demon that briefly suppressed the Dream Demon's control over him.

"Do you need to treat the wound? I happened to bring some bandages. Look, there's still blood here."

"…Need not."

"Well, how about a meal? You look so thin, you must have not had a good meal for a long time, right?"

"No need."

"Why are you so quiet at such a young age? Are the Dream Demon God and the Green Ruins Demon God also so taciturn? When you get together, aren't you too scary?"

“…Come with me, I will take you away.” But even if he could temporarily suppress the power of the Dream Demon, with such strength, he still could not defeat the Qingxu Demon.

After holding it in for a long while, he gave up on talking to the nagging Shen Qianluo, and the half-grown boy grabbed his hand and tried to drag him away.

He had already been imprisoned, and now he just hoped that no one else would suffer this unprovoked disaster.

"Eh." Shen Qianluo's slightly lowered voice suddenly came from behind him. He grabbed his hand with his backhand, and with a faint smile, his body did not move at all, and was not shaken at all by his pull.

"If I tell you that I can help you escape your current fate, including defeating those two demons, would you believe me?"

The nameless Yaksha was stunned at that moment.

Turning around suddenly, he met Shen Qianluo's calm and gentle eyes. The young man was still smiling, but the depth of his pupils was like a bottomless abyss, capturing all the souls gazing into them.

"…Will you get hurt?"

"It will not happen."

At that moment, the dead heart seemed to seep into the stream again. Wuming Yaksha stared at the boy's eyes that seemed to be omnipotent, opened his mouth slightly, and replied in a mysterious way: "I... want to believe you."