The journey to Teyvat from the Abyss Mage

Neither advancing nor retreating, both real and illusory, this is the art of power.

Luo Mu dared to come because he knew that there was no conflict of interest between himself, the Seven Stars and the immortals. His existence would arouse the vigilance of all parties, but that was all. This country watched over by gods possessed Mondstadt's incomparable confidence.

This gathering was obviously because the Emperor did not want the fortune tellers to get too comfortable. He had said in his dream that if the fortune tellers wanted to intervene in Liyue's political affairs as gods, he would have to think twice. And for the same reason, it was difficult for the Abyss to interfere in Liyue's internal affairs.

In his own way, he left a relatively clean Liyue for the Seven Stars and the immortals. The biggest variable, Destiny, was gradually integrated into the mainstream of Liyue under the auspices of Luomu. While it was becoming increasingly difficult to eliminate, it was also increasingly interdependent with Liyue in terms of fortune and misfortune.

No matter what happens in the future, this old dragon and his kingdom will not suffer any loss.

After the main business was settled, all parties left. Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng roughly described the appearance of her disciple to Luomu. Xiao looked at his own karma and Luomu's resentment thoughtfully. Ningguang and Keqing bid farewell to the immortals. Everything was so joyful.

It fits the atmosphere of the Lantern Festival.

Now, I'm afraid only the fortune teller is gritting his teeth in secret.

Afraid that his resentment would get out of control, Luo Mu left first, thinking happily while enjoying the thrill of flying in the clouds.

Back at the Lin family mansion, Luo Mu ignored Lin Ling and Asi who were looking at him intently, and went straight into the study, leaving the two children who wanted to hear adventure stories looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Chief, is this...an urgent matter?" Asi was totally confused.

Lin Ling frowned slightly, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

"Maybe... Lady Ningguang gave some instructions." She guessed.

While the two young men were still guessing, Luo Mu, who had rushed into the study, rushed out again in a hurry. He stuffed a piece of paper covered with words into the hands of Ah Shi, who was confused.

"Give each member of the film group a copy of this, and give one to the Tibetan group. Keep an eye on them when you're out and about. If you see a girl like this, come and let me know."

Luo Mu explained happily.

"Looking for a woman with white hair and a fairy face...binding her soul with a red rope...indifferent..." Ah Shi frowned as he read the words on the paper. As he read, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of fear:

"Boss, you are going to abandon that blonde sister! You are trying to kill yourself!" Ah Shi was almost wailing.

Luo Mu: ...What is this heartless guy thinking?

"This sister is the disciple that Master Liuyun Jiefeng asked me to look after." Luo Mu said helplessly, "I'll ask Tianming to look for her carefully to avoid any trouble and disappoint the immortal."

Why abandon the blonde sister? Who did he learn all this nonsense from?

"I know." At this time, Lin Ling, who was quiet at the side, spoke quietly: "The blonde sister is the original wife, and this sister is..."

"Stop!" Luo Mu shouted, interrupting Lin Ling's mumbling: "What are you talking about? Get out and stop talking nonsense."

After pushing and coaxing the two funny guys out of the room, Luo Mu pressed his forehead tiredly.

I seem to be a little tired these days. It turns out that isolation can make people stressed. Luo Mu sighed and yawned as he walked towards his room.

In a world without any entertainment facilities, sleeping is the most efficient way to rest.

…………

This is a gray world.

There was no sound, no color, no smell, just like cold concrete, forming an absolutely cruel world in front of Luo Mu.

Luo Mu knew he was dreaming, but he was surprised that he could still dream! With countless grudges, a dual soul with the system, and the built-in soul of Void Wanzang, he actually had the luxury of dreaming.

Although this dream is not a beautiful one.

Walking on the gray road, Luo Mu looked curiously at the equally gray trees and buildings on both sides of the road. The four-wheeled vehicles were frozen on the flat road, and the dull faces in the car windows were so stiff and stupid.

This is the world that Luo Mu has been away from for a long time, the world belonging to humans where he has lived for twenty years.

He weaved through the traffic with interest, like the invisible Odin passing through the fighting warriors, selecting the heroic spirits who would enter Valhalla. He could not touch anything, nor could he be touched by anything. He was in this world, but out of tune with this world.

But he did not feel pain because of this, because a strange sense of superiority dominated his mind. He could not touch all of this, not because he did not have the ability, but because he was too noble. Dirty people and things were not qualified to touch his clean body.

In such a sense of superiority, he flew up and danced in the windless air like a gorgeous actor or dancer.

No one was watching all this, but Luo Mu didn't need anyone to watch. He was the only god in this world. He had the right to ignore everything and show his beauty to the fullest.

He danced as he moved forward until he reached the gap in the broken bridge.

Only then did Luo Mu realize that he was not on the ground, but on the bridge.

But why are there buildings and trees on both sides of the bridge? Luo Mu was confused for the first time.

In this world, he should not have any doubts. He should understand everything in this world and control everything in his eyes.

What puzzled him even more was the girl on the other side of the broken bridge.

She was a beautiful girl, wearing a knee-length skirt with intricate patterns, her short hair falling to her long neck, and her slender body like an elegant swan.

A girl like this must have blonde hair. Luo Mu suddenly had this thought. Although the world was gray, in his eyes, the girl opposite him seemed to have vivid colors, blonde hair, white dress, white skin, and eyes that were firm but soft like a pool of spring water...

He couldn't remember who the girl was, but he knew that she was someone very important to him.

Because she was important, Luo Mu reached out his hand to the girl, and he knew that the girl would definitely grab it.

Sure enough, when he stretched out his hand, the girl's indifferent expression disappeared like ice crystals in spring. She smiled innocently and extended her beautiful arms to Luo Mu.

There was a pop.

For the first time, the silent world had sound.

The black blade pierced the girl's white chest. Her slender fingertips slowly slid down while holding Luo Mu's fingertips. She fell heavily and disappeared at the other end of the bridge.

In addition to the grayish white, there was also a hint of blood red in front of Luo Mu's eyes.

Luo Mu watched all this happen in silence, neither angry nor moved.

Until the white-haired woman appeared behind him and placed her warm hand on his shoulder.

"She doesn't belong to this world, so she doesn't belong to you." The woman's voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

"Who does she belong to?" Luo Mu asked in the same calm tone.

"She belongs outside the domain, to the tree, to the branches far away from the sea."

"Who do I belong to, then?"

“You belong to the world, you belong to the sea, you belong to the anchor and its extension.”

"the most important is…"

"you belong to Me."