Before we knew it, it was almost dusk, the sun gradually set, and the sky was dyed a fiery red, as if the whole world was covered with a layer of golden gauze.

On the top of Jueyunjian Mountain, Zhongli was standing there leisurely with a pot of sobering tea in his hand.

He glanced at the drunken immortals around him and Wendy, who had collapsed on the stone table with an empty wine bottle tightly in her arms, and sighed helplessly.

He couldn't help but wonder whether having such a colleague was a blessing or a curse?

Zhongli was seen pouring the tea from the pot slowly into the cups on the table with light and delicate movements, and then carefully handing each cup of tea to the True Lords.

Qianyu on the side picked up a cup of tea with great interest, sniffed the tea fragrance gently, and then tasted it slowly, feeling the mellow taste spreading on the tip of her tongue.

He closed his eyes, immersed in the pleasure brought by the aroma of tea, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

At this time, Ying, Paimeng, Shenhe and Ganyu returned to the stone table together. Seeing the teacup in Qianyu's hand, Paimeng asked curiously: "Qianyu, didn't you drink alcohol?"

Qianyu smiled slightly and replied, "Just because I haven't drunk alcohol doesn't stop me from evaluating this tea."

He raised the teacup, sniffed the tea, and continued to enjoy the tranquility of the moment.

Gan Yu looked at the drunken Lords and asked Qian Yu in confusion: "Senior Qian Yu, why are all the Lords drunk?"

Qianyu sighed heavily, pointed at Wendy who was drunk beside him and said, "Yes, that's what he did."

Ying shook her head helplessly and said, "Well, it's just as expected."

Paimon couldn't help but complain: "I always feel that the party is heading in a strange direction since Wendy came..."

Just then, Zhongli came to Wendy and handed her tea.

"Drunkard poet, this is yours." However, after smelling the strong smell of alcohol on Wendy, he subconsciously took a few steps back.

When Wendy heard Zhongli's words, she waved her hand to refuse.

He muttered, "Tea? No no, this stuff is no match for fine wine!"

It seemed that because he was drunk, he did not know how to keep a good distance and he slapped Zhongli on the hand, instantly knocking the teacup to the ground.

In an instant, Wendy felt a terrifying pressure looming over her.

"Um, I was just joking... I'll drink it, I'll drink it..." Wendy quickly stood up and took the other teacup.

But now, he has been awakened by the shock. Seeing this scene, Ying couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Gradually, the setting sun sank into the horizon, and as the last ray of afterglow disappeared, everything returned to tranquility.

And in this fairyland mountain, looking far away, you can see that Liyue Harbor is now lit up with twinkling lights.

“It is so rare to have such a prosperous era.” Zhongli sighed softly with his hands behind his back, gazing at Liyue Harbor from afar.

"Yes, it takes such a long history to make these thousands of lights possible, and we who have experienced it personally can better understand how hard it is to come by, haha..." Grandma Ping walked to Zhongli and said with the same emotion.

If the mortals of Liyue are all passers-by in history, then the immortals are the witnesses of history and the participants in writing history.

It is they who use their strength and wisdom to protect this land and create the current prosperity.

Sitting on the stone bench, Qianyu was holding a teacup in his hand, looking at the five Yakshas who were already fast asleep, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

At this moment, Fushe was holding Xiao's hand tightly, as if to pass on this warmth to him. Fanan, Yingda and Mi Nu leaned on each other and also fell asleep.

Their faces were filled with happy smiles, and this scene made people feel extremely warm.

It has always been their common wish to live an ordinary life with everyone, and now this wish has finally come true.

Qianyu smiled slightly, and his eyes swept over everyone, his heart full of emotion. However, when he glanced at Guizhong who was drunk on the stone table, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind - it seemed that there was someone who did not appear at this banquet.

"By the way, Zhongli, why doesn't Ruotuo come to the banquet?" Qianyu suddenly asked.

Hearing this, Zhongli paused holding the teacup, put it down, and frowned: "To be honest, I haven't seen Ruo Tuo since we separated last time, maybe..."

However, just as Zhongli was guessing, he saw an extremely conspicuous crack suddenly appear in the gray-black sky.

It was like a flash of lightning across the sky, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Wow, what's going on? The sky is breaking apart!" Seeing this scene, Paimon was frightened and panicked. He widened his eyes and looked at the sky in disbelief.

Ying also looked at the sky in surprise: "I didn't drink either..." She shook her head, trying to sober herself up, but the scene before her still made her confused and shocked.

Before everyone could react, the crack grew larger and larger, like a huge hole tearing the entire sky apart. The void shattered, revealing a purple-black space inside, as if it was the entrance to another world.

"Wait, what is that?" Ganyu asked. Everyone looked in the direction of her finger and saw a figure flying out from the crack and falling straight towards Jueyunjian.

Seeing this, a ray of green light quickly gathered in Qianyu's hands, and then the light flew towards the figure.

The green light was like an invisible hand, gently supporting the figure and slowing down his fall.

As the breeze lifted him up, Zhongli and Qianyu were shocked when he got closer, because this person was the seriously injured Ruota Dragon King.

At this moment, his body was covered with scars and his breath was weak, obviously he was seriously injured.

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