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"Ah? Damn, this is the first time I see Zhongli so serious. What he said... Come on, Lao Mi, are you suddenly causing trouble just to stab my wife Luo?"

[This foreshadowing can no longer be called a hint, it can be said to be an explicit statement]

[I was talking about Qiqi, why did Luo specifically mention Guizhong? It turned out that he wanted to get Zhongli away. After all, it was related to Guizhong, so Zhongli couldn’t just ignore it.]

[Luo is so anxious to revive his friends... Isn't it because the end is near? He slept for 500 years just to revive them at the right time? ]

[Maybe it's possible that only by sleeping for five hundred years can we accumulate enough energy to revive? ]

[But Zhongli said that when they first met, Luo's condition was worse than five hundred years ago]

[Woo woo woo, mhy, please be a human being]

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"Don't worry, I have my own plans."

Luo waved his hands to indicate that he was fine, then looked at Yingmei: "Ying, I need your help, come to my dream?"

Ying nodded and agreed.

The next moment, Luo's magic eye glowed red, and Ying's eyes went dark, and she came to Luo's light sleep area.

After recovering from the dizziness, Ying stood steadily. In front of her was Luo, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Mianmian will need some time to come here. Before that... Ying, I have something I must say to you." Luo said solemnly. Ying had never seen Luo so serious before.

Ying: "What's wrong?"

"The shallow sleep realm is a very special dream. It is located at the intersection of the spider web and the outside world, and is constantly collapsing and reconstructing."

"The extremely special structure means that no one can locate it directly, not even me..."

Luo's hand gently touched Ying's face, and he looked into her eyes tenderly with his intoxicating magic eyes: "Ying, please remember, in a world with only black and red, only a touch of white can bring about a turnaround."

[Even I am no exception, meaning...even my past self is no exception? 】

[It’s broken, it’s about to start]

Ying was a little confused by the Riddler: "What does this mean?"

"It's okay, Ying. When the time comes, you will know the answer."

Luo suddenly hugged Ying tightly in his arms, and the next moment, the sharp claws of "What Towards Death" pierced through both of them.

Deep sleep area.

"Ying, I invited you here because I want you to be a 'recorder'."

"Record..." Ying murmured. The word "record" seemed to have appeared in her ears many times. The first time was when Wendy said goodbye to her in Fengqi.

Later, when the relics of the Salt Demon were thrown into the sea, Zhongli said the same thing to her.

Now, even Luo wants her to be a "recorder".

Seeing Yingmei in deep thought, Luo immediately knew what she was thinking about, and gently tapped Ying's forehead with his finger:

"Barbatos and Morax also told you, right? However, my goal is not the same as theirs."

"To be most precise, for them, this person only needs to be a recordable existence."

"But for me, the 'recorder' must be you, Ying."

Ying nodded and said seriously: "I understand."

Seeing Ying had agreed, Luo spread out her hands, and countless silk threads flowed out of her hands:

"Then, Ying, please——witness all this carefully."

The pink silk thread fell on the ground of the deep sleep area and instantly became transparent and merged with it.

In an instant, clusters of glass lilies appeared in the Deep Sleeping Region. If someone carefully observed, they would find that the appearance and position of each flower in this sea of ​​flowers were the same as the sea of ​​flowers that Luo "planted" in reality.

After the sea of ​​flowers emerged, Luo took back all the silk threads and used them to weave something.

The threads were entwined and intertwined without interfering with each other, forming a staff. The staff was taller than Luo, and a pink-gold gem was inlaid on the top, reflecting colorful light.

Luo grasped the handle of the staff with his hand, and the staff suddenly turned pure white. It was no longer possible to tell that it was actually woven with silk threads.

Luo raised the staff and then tapped the ground lightly.

(Garden of Avalon!/No)

"In—in the sea of ​​flowers!"

The originally dim and narrow room in the Deep Sleep Realm instantly turned into an endless vast realm. Under the blue sky, a small figure was surrounded by the boundless sea of ​​​​glass lilies.

But the figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, his whole body was transparent, and there seemed to be a blurry fog around him that made it difficult to see clearly.

The Chains of the World floated out from Luo's body, suspended in the air, and then emitted a thousand-foot-long light. Strands of pink silk threads stretched out from the Chains of the World and extended to the small figure.

Suddenly, the transparent figure gradually began to solidify, and a girl in white Liyue clothing appeared in front of Ying and Luo.

The girl slowly sat up, somewhat sleepily, rubbed her eyes, and looked at the dreamy sea of ​​​​glass lilies, feeling a little dazed.

"Gui Zhong, long time no see." Seeing that Gui Zhong didn't notice him, Luo walked over quietly and waved his hand in front of her eyes.

"Ah!" Gui Zhong was startled. After realizing it was Luo, he stood up suddenly and hugged Luo.

"Carlos!"

"I thought...I thought I would never see you again."

Gui Zhong spoke with a trembling voice and a bit of sob.

Luo gently patted Gui Zhong's back and comforted him, "It's okay, you're back, everyone is back. Liu Yun and A Ping miss you very much!"

"I am really scared……"

Luo touched Guizhong's head: "Guizhong, cry, I know everything, I understand everything. You have worked hard over the years."

"Woo..."

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

Gui Zhong, who was buried in Luo's chest, shook his head and sobbed, "No...no, I'm more afraid of being separated from you forever."

Gui Zhong hugged Luo for a long time before he reluctantly let go of Luo's arms. At this time, Luo's clothes on his chest were already wet.

"Huh? There are other people. Hello~" Gui Zhong wiped the tears from his face with his sleeves that looked like the starry sky underneath, then greeted Ying with a smile.

"I'm sorry to let you see me in such an ugly state."

"Guizhong, hello, I'm Ying." Ying nodded in agreement and said, "It's okay, I understand."

Luo looked at Ying and said, "Ying, you are my witness, so I must tell you this, too."

"Reversing the life and death of the demon god is not an easy task. It requires meeting many conditions."

"For some reason, I could only be a 'spectator' in the past. Changing the predetermined 'fate' too early would cause many variables."

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Reality, the place where Luo and Ying left.

Zhongli was suddenly stunned for a moment, and suddenly walked to the place where Luo disappeared. A deep grief of unknown origin surged up in an instant.

Paimon asked worriedly, "Zhongli, what's wrong with you?"

"Carlos..."

On Guili Plain where the sea of ​​flowers had disappeared, the air suddenly stagnated, and then fell downward, condensing into a heavier and thicker sediment that pressed on Zhongli's head.

Zhongli stretched out his hand and a drop of rain fell into his palm.

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