Succubus Crossover: In Genshin Impact, I was knocked down at the start.

"Oh dear... don't say that, miss. I just got a little itchy when I saw a strong person..."

boom!

Fengshouye immediately released its grip, and the person being carried was thrown heavily to the ground.

However, he quickly stood up, dusted himself off, and turned his gaze to Na Zhiyang.

"I could tell you were extraordinary from the first meeting. You're definitely not an ordinary person! How about a fight?"

This guy seems to be in high spirits right now.

"Uh, Tartaglia, you can't even beat her, and you want to fight me? If you want to fight me, let Skykirk do it."

"You!...How do you know my master's name?"

Although being looked down upon was somewhat unpleasant, Dadalia managed to hold back.

How could someone who knows their master's name be an ordinary person?

"There was no accidental way of knowing this. Hmm, don't worry about it. If you want to fight me, wait until you beat her first."

As he spoke, he gestured to Ying beside him with his eyes, successfully earning a glare from Ying.

Then, Najiyo stood up, grabbed Tadalia, opened a gap, and threw her in.

They reappeared right next to Zhongli.

After doing all this, Na Zhiyang clapped his hands and turned to look at the people around him.

"Flandre Scarlet, you've won the championship. Is there anything you wish for? I'll do my best to grant it."

"Hmm... let me think..."

Flandre raised her right hand and touched her chin, beginning to think.

Komeiji Komeiji and Fuju Nue followed Kirisame Marisa and flew off to who knows where.

[Buzz!]

Hearing the vibration in his head, Na Zhiyang opened the chat group and took a look.

[(Gensokyo) Marisa Kirisame: @Najihiro, group admin, a few of us are just wandering around here.]

[(Gensokyo) Marisa Kirisame: How is it? Is everything alright?]

[Group admin Na Zhiyang: Share it if you want! I'm not stopping you.]

[(Love Live!) Minami Kotori: You guys just casually ran off to someone else's world like that?]

[(One punch) Tornado: That's what idle people are like, they have nothing to do.]

[(Gensokyo) Marisa Kirisame: There's really nothing to do.]

[(Gensokyo) Marisa Kirisame: I just laze around all day in Gensokyo.]

"Na Zhiyang, I've made up my mind, I want to drink your blood!"

"..."

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Chapter 57: Verbal Battles, I'll Play Along

One sentence left Zhiyang completely bewildered.

What do you mean? You want to drink my blood? I told you to make a wish, and this is the kind of wish you made?

"Um...are you sure? This is your wish?"

"Of course not, I hope to drink your blood often."

Can I know why?

Najiyo's brows furrowed slightly as he calmly looked at Flandre.

Flandre nodded, but didn't say anything immediately. Instead, she looked at the three people beside her.

Seeing that look, Paimon felt a shiver run down his spine and a chill run down his spine.

Looking at Ying beside her, she was even speaking cautiously.

"Ying...shouldn't we leave for a bit?"

"It's alright, let them hear. Ying is a group member too. Are you going to talk about something private?"

Upon hearing this, Flandre turned her gaze back.

"It's nothing really. Drinking the blood of the strong makes me stronger... That's what that guy told me... um, my sister."

"...Alright, your wish has been granted. After all, it was my promise."

As soon as she finished speaking, Flandre pounced on him, opening her mouth to bite at Najiyo's neck.

Na Zhiyang quickly picked her up; this was no joke.

"Hey! Don't bite me directly! I'm stronger than you now. Aren't you afraid that one sip will make you burst?"

Under Flandre's somewhat displeased gaze, Najihiro reached out his hand.

Come on! Open your mouth.

"Ah~!"

Blood was forced out of the index finger and flowed down like a small stream of water.

When he felt it was about time, Najihiro stopped and looked at Flandre with some concern.

After all, this was my first time doing something like this, so I was still a little unsure.

Flandre was radiating a red light, and blood energy surrounded her.

At this moment, her mouth was tightly closed, and her brows were furrowed.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his scarlet eyes glaring at him.

He lunged forward, grabbed Zhiyang's head, and sent the undigested blood back to his body.

"Huh? Huh~?!!"

Xiangling was stunned. Paimon let out a sharp crack and then immediately looked at Ying.

Ying didn't get angry as he expected; instead, she just looked at him calmly, which was... very strange!

She turned her head to look at Najihiro and Flandre again; the two were still in the same position as before, unchanged.

"Ying, are you...are you alright?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Didn't we already agree on this? What are you worried about? Really..."

Even though that's what they said, anyone could see that their behavior was a bit strange.

"Ha! Really, your strength is too great. I almost couldn't withstand the blood. I can only manage half of what I just did."

As they spoke, some blood splattered on the ground and on the two of them, but neither of them paid any attention.

Just then, Flandre noticed Luminous's expression and a smile of interest suddenly appeared on her face.

"What a child! To care about such a small thing, hahaha!"

Her smile slowly turned into maniacal laughter, but what she didn't expect was...

Ying didn't show any anger or ugliness; instead, she wore a bright smile.

"Yeah, yeah, you really don't need to be so fussy with a little sister! Hehehe~!"

As she spoke, she took two steps over here, specifically stretching out her hand to point at Flandre's head and then at herself.

A simple action can be incredibly powerful in its offensive capabilities.

Flandre was so angry from that one action that she was trembling all over.

"I'm already...495 years old."

"Mmm! She really is a little sister. I'm already over ten thousand years old."

As she said this, she reached out and patted Flandre's head.

However, Flandre did not go crazy or get angry as Ying had expected.

She suddenly looked up at that moment, revealing a smile even brighter than Ying's.

"What? I knew you didn't care about this kind of thing! Oh, you're an old lady! That's not surprising! Hahaha!"

Click! Click click...

As soon as she said that, Ying, who was patting Flandre's head, suddenly tightened her grip, making a cracking sound from her knuckles.

As he frowned and squinted, the right corner of his mouth also pulled sharply backward.

With a forced smile, she leaned down and got close to Flandre's face.

"Hey! Little sister, what did you just say about me?"

"Tch! Is there a problem? You're a ten-thousand-year-old auntie!"

Flandre was not afraid at all, and the smile on her face gradually turned evil, showing a slight tendency to break down.

"Alright, alright, you two, stop fooling around. Look how scared Paimon and Xiangling are!"

Seeing this, Na Zhiyang quickly came to the rescue and separated the two.

Yingchao glanced at Meng and Xiangling's positions and found that the two were hiding behind the rocks, only their little heads peeking out.

"Hmph! This time, I'll..."

"Sigh! Okay, okay! Don't say anymore. I'll make it up to you later if you've been wronged, Ying."

Seeing that Ying was about to say something, Zhiyang interrupted her.

Flandre looks like she's about to go berserk again, so it's best not to provoke her right now.

It's not that it can't be handled, it's just a bit troublesome.

First of all, if someone comes here to have fun, it would be unreasonable for you to hurt them.

Secondly, she was brought by Marisa Kirisame, and is also Marisa's good friend. (Those two words cannot be typed.)