Yuanshen everyone has become my figure

Zhong Li's movement of putting away the spear piercing the rainbow stopped.

It is difficult to tell whether Zhongli has any emotional fluctuations in his heart from his expression or actions.

His eyes were as steady as ever, and there was only a momentary pause in his movements that was hard to detect.

But when Zhong Li put away his weapon, the first thing he did was to confirm Di Luke's name.

"Diluc Legenfand?"

Di Luke glanced at Zhong Li.

"I am, you are Mr. Zhongli, right? The traveler mentioned you to me."

He met Zhongli's eyes, and seemed to realize something for a moment, his red pupils shrank, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Zhong Li nodded, and didn't ask about Di Luke again, but turned his attention to Chu Luye, who was obviously not in the right state in his arms.

Chu Luye's face was pale, and there was a little cold sweat on his forehead. The curly hair attached to his temples was wet with sweat and turned into a small winding snake, coiled on his cheeks one by one.

But his own hand hanging in the air was still twitching slightly out of strength, obviously he didn't have the strength to straighten out his appearance.

Zhong Li immediately frowned, took off the glove on one hand, and reached out to test the temperature on Chu Luye's forehead.

Cold to the touch, no signs of fever.

Zhong Li's brows loosened a little, but he was not completely relieved, so he brushed Chu Luye's hair sticking to his cheeks, and pushed them aside.

Di Luke's eyes moved slightly, and the guess in his heart immediately became certain.

"It's just, temporarily, out of strength, that's all... I'm fine."

Chu Luye gasped for breath, feeling the soreness and weakness from his limbs, this time he did not try to struggle to get off the ground by himself, but grabbed Di Luke's arm, and said with some embarrassment:

"Please, put me, on the sofa, I, take a rest, it will be fine."

Zhong Li paused slightly when he heard the words, retracted his hand and took off the other glove, and said calmly:

"There are people coming and going in the living room. I'm afraid it's not convenient to rest. Let me take you back to the bedroom to rest, traveler."

Chu Luye was taken aback for a moment, and felt that what Zhong Li said seemed to make sense.

He opened his mouth, and before he could say "good", Di Luke spoke first, interrupting what he hadn't said yet.

"I don't need to bother you, Mr. Zhongli, you just need to tell me where his bedroom is."

Diluc politely refused.

However, Chu Luye felt that there was something wrong with the eyes of the two people looking at each other, and he always felt that the tip of his nose seemed to smell a smell of gunpowder.

He subconsciously glanced at Wendy who stayed out of the way.

Wendy put away her bow and arrow a long time ago, and was watching this drama performed by three people with relish.

He was startled when he looked at Shangchu Luye's black eyes, and took a step back, as if he was afraid that the flames of war would burn on him:

"Hey, traveler, what do you think I'm doing? Aren't there two voluntary laborers here? I'm a weak bard, and I can't send you back to the bedroom."

Zhongli could hear the ridicule in Wendy's tone, but for the time being, he didn't want to pay attention to the bard's daily harm, just looked down at Chuluye, and said quietly:

"So, traveler, what is your decision?"

Di Luke glanced at Fengshen, who was not serious in daily life, and then turned his attention to Chu Luye, obviously waiting for his answer.

When Chu Luye met two pairs of eyes, one red gold and one fiery red, he felt unsteady all over his body, especially the feeling of hanging below his body, which gave him the illusion that he was about to fall all the time.

"me……"

He stuttered, glanced at the two people on the left and right in surprise, turned around suddenly, and fell out of Diluc's arms.

Di Luke was unprepared, looking at Chu Luye who grabbed Wendy and stood up, he didn't react for a while.

At this time, Wendy was shouting unsteadily:

"It's about to fall, it's about to fall, traveler hold on, woo, don't pull my cloak—"

And Chu Luye also stared wide-eyed, terrified by Wendy who led him to lose his balance several times.

It's fine if you fall, but why?

Chu Luye didn't understand why a person could swing from one end of the house to the other like a long-legged tumbler, the movements were very thrilling, but he just didn't fall to the ground.

"Wait, don't—!"

After finally stabilizing his figure, Chu Luye hangs on Wendy's shoulder and gasps, feeling that the originally empty spell power has recovered a little after this movement.

And Wendy also panted with Chu Shikano, acting like a "weak" bard who had just finished strenuous exercise.

The smell of gunpowder that had originally permeated between the two of them disappeared without a trace after all this tossing.

Di Luke has already turned his head away, unwilling to watch this childish scene again.

In Zhongli's eyes, there was only a deep sigh and helplessness.

Chu Luye raised his head to look at the two of them, hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"I……"

His eyes fell on the pair of gloves that Zhongli took off, and suddenly his mind flashed, and the words he said turned a corner and became:

"Mr. Zhongli, let me buy you a pair of gloves."

As soon as the words came out, Chuluye himself was taken aback.

Zhong Li was also taken aback, looking at his hands, he couldn't help but laugh.

"I don't feel the cold, you don't have to..."

"No, no, no," Chu Luye quickly shook his head and refused, "Winter is coming, these are, necessary."

His eyes fell on Di Luke who turned his head, and he added: "Master Lu, I need a scarf."

Di Luke was also stunned, and then coldly wanted to refuse.

However, Chu Luye did not give them a chance to refuse, and his attention quickly shifted to Wendy beside him.

The words that Di Luke was about to say froze for a moment, and he realized silently that he had missed the opportunity to refuse, and the rest seemed to be accepted by default.

And Wendy, who received Chu Luye's gaze, her eyes lit up: "What does the traveler want to give me? Can I replace it with..." Wine or something——

"a hat."

Chu Luye decided on the gift to give before Wendy could spit out the rest of the words.

He leaned on Wendy and walked towards the house with soft steps.

Wendy immediately showed disappointment in her eyes, but still borrowed Chu Luye's strength to lead him back.

While walking, he muttered unrelentingly: "Is it really not possible, traveler... We secretly, and we don't want the old man to know..."

"no."

Chu Luye firmly refused, and did not waver under Wendy's coquettish offensive.

A Zhai is also the president's memory.

Zhong Li smiled helplessly as he looked at the backs of the two staggering back.

He put the gloves back on, and walked into the house with his feet up.

And Di Luke watched the backs of several people leaving, like a bird of prey perched on a branch, calmly watching and reflecting.

I don't know what conclusion he finally came to.

Chu Luye finally collapsed on the sofa to rest.

During the period, I received feeding from Xiangling passing by, Mona's a little awkward concern... and Dadalia's cry for help who escaped after being hunted down by the mandrill.

It is said that when Dadalia was trying to go out with the Mandrill Immortal to remove demons/find a fight, because he was not as agile as the other party when he climbed the roof, he compared the heights of the two sides and showed a look of sudden realization.

——So he was hunted down and beaten back in disgrace.

Chu Luye only figured out the cause and effect after the fact.

At that time, the final outcome of the matter was that Dadalia apologized to Mandrill, and Mandrill did not say forgiveness or no forgiveness, but just disappeared in place with a cold "swish" and never appeared in front of Dadalia again. .

Naturally, Dadalia's attempt to find a fight failed completely.

Chu Luye, who knew the cause and effect, believed that Dadalia deserved what he deserved.

Dadalia was very dissatisfied with this.

Standing in front of Chu Luye, he compared his height with Chu Luye's, and there was a large gap between the two.

Then he asked:

"Are you angry?"

Chu Luye was taken aback, and shook his head honestly.

"No."

It would be better to say that they don't think there is any problem at all. After all, it is normal for the Zhidong people to be taller than other people on average.

"Look, you are the same height as him. You don't get angry, but he does. This is obviously the problem of that little man."

Dadalia patted Chu Luye's head in satisfaction, ruffling the curly hair on his head.

... At this time, I miss the old Ajax very much.

Chu Luye cursed in his heart, and silently brushed back his messed up hair.

He tried to refute Dadalia, distinguishing the difference between the two situations:

"However, these two situations are different."

"what's the difference?"

Dadalia asked casually, his attention has shifted from this topic to other places.

He stared at Hatsune's smooth curly hair.

"Drill, I'm a fairy, already, have, thousands of years old. And I..."

Chu Luye tries to explain the age gap between them to prove that Mandrill is angry for a reason.

But Dadalia is obviously only listening to Chu Luye's words with his ears, and his eyes and brains have long been out of Chu Luye's voice.

Chuluye soon realized this.

He stopped to explain, and looked up at Dadalia who was standing.

He was standing under the stairs now, and he was stopped by Dadalia on the way to rest upstairs, listening to him clarify what happened before.

Dadalia, on the other hand, seemed to have suddenly thought of a good idea, his expression brightened, and he changed from a standing posture to a squatting posture.

"Let's make an exchange, I'll let you rub your head, how about you let me rub your head too?"

He looked up at Chu Luye. Although there were no highlights in his blue eyes, Chu Luye felt that he was hallucinating a big golden retriever dog wagging its tail.

——No, it should be an orange fur fox, the kind that is kind of naive.

Chuluye corrected himself.

He couldn't help but curled the corners of his mouth and laughed.

"If you want to knead, you can knead it. If you don't need it, you have to do it. This, it's an exchange."

As soon as the words fell, Dadalia immediately stood up with a whoosh.

Before Chu Luye could react, his hand was already on the fluffy little curly hair.

Chu Luye was caught off guard and lowered his head.

He began to wonder if it would be better to knead it back.

Dadalia squinted his eyes, showing a satisfied expression:

"It's not so easy when I want to rub Tok's head, that kid will always try his best to make an exchange with me."

Chuluye was taken aback.

He knew that Toko was Dadalia's younger brother, but——

"Do you, treat me as a younger brother?"

he asked strangely.

Chu Luye felt that he had no desire to have another brother on top of his head.

It is enough to have a Yuanzi sister. Compared with an elder brother, he still wants a younger brother or younger sister.

Chuluye thought so.

Dadalia, who just said that reflexively, was stunned.

He subconsciously denied: "Of course I don't..."

Dadalia was lost in thought.

He began to think about where the sudden resentment and resistance in his heart came from.