Original God: Coconut sheep breeder, Ganyu was raised by me

The painful expression on Xiao Ganyu's face also shifted to Zhuoyang's face at this time.

It turns out that in addition to smiles, sadness is also contagious.

"I'm letting go, and you let go too!" Zhuoyang said, and immediately let go of the hand that was pinching Xiao Ganyu's ear.

"Hmph!" Qin Yue snorted and let go.

Little Ganyu looked at Zhuoyang and stuck out her tongue at him, looking like she had won the fight.

"Okay, the meal is over, you and Ganyu can go and have a rest!" Zhuoyang rubbed his ears.

"I...I'll help you wash the dishes!"

Qin Yue suggested a little embarrassedly, thinking of her previous actions.

"Okay!" Zhuoyang also agreed. It would be a waste to use the free labor.

When the two were about to take the bowls, they found that little Ganyu was holding Qinyue's remaining noodle soup and drinking it in big gulps.

Zhuo Yang covered his forehead and said helplessly: "Forget it, I won't limit how much you can eat in the future!"

After all, he felt sorry for little Ganyu when he saw her like this.

"Great!" Little Ganyu immediately jumped up happily, ran over and hugged Zhuoyang tightly.

"However, you still need to control your weight!" Zhuoyang shook his head and directly stopped Ganyu's revelry.

"How to control it?" Little Ganyu blinked. Does it mean that her flesh is so old that she needs to be cut?

Thinking of this, Xiao Ganyu immediately let go of her hand, shook her head in horror and said, "No... No!"

"Sister Qinyue, save me!" Little Ganyu turned and hugged Qinyue again, crying very aggrievedly.

"What are you thinking about? I'm just letting you exercise, not cutting your flesh!" Zhuoyang explained with a wry smile. Is he so unbearable in Xiao Ganyu's heart?

"Well, it's true. Moderate exercise can keep your body healthy and there is no harm in it!" This time, Qin Yue did not help Xiao Ganyu, but instead tried to persuade her.

"You...you are teaming up to bully me, wuwuwu..." Little Ganyu pouted and was about to start crying if she disagreed with something.

"Ahem, start exercising tomorrow morning! And the amount of food you eat will be divided according to the amount of exercise you do in a day!" Zhuoyang coughed twice and interrupted Xiao Ganyu's fake crying.

He was naturally aware of little Ganyu's habits. How could she have so many tears if she cried every day?

Seeing that he was isolated and helpless, little Ganyu could only stare at Zhuoyang stubbornly, then nodded to show that he accepted his fate.

Zhuoyang and Qinyue smiled at each other, then walked into the kitchen with their bowls and chopsticks.

……

"It was a sunny day, with sparkling waves on the sea. Suddenly, a huge eight-clawed demon emerged from the seabed. Its body was dozens of feet long, and its eight huge tentacles flashed coldly in the sun. The water jets from its mouth shot straight into the sky.

The waves hit Liyue Port directly, and at this moment, there were many Liyue people in Liyue Port.

At the critical moment, a sword immortal came flying from a distance on a flying sword. He was wearing a green robe, a silver mask, and holding a sword, shining brightly.

Without saying anything, the swordsman swung his sword towards the sea. In an instant, the sweeping waves were split in half, protecting the people of Liyue Port.

The octopus sea beast immediately became furious and swung its tentacles to attack the sword fairy.

When the swordsman saw the eight-clawed sea beast, he immediately used his unique skills without saying a word. He pinched the magic formula with his hands, muttered, "The sword of the river comes from the sky!", and then chopped the sea beast's head with his sword.

The sea beast saw the sword fairy's attack and immediately used its eight claws to resist. But the sword fairy's swordsmanship was too fast, and the sea beast had no time to react. The sword fairy's sword had already split its head. The sea beast screamed, and its huge body fell down with a bang, splashing water into the sky.

……

Later, people called this sword fairy the Dahe Sword Fairy! "

After the storyteller finished speaking, he immediately took a sip of tea and then watched the reactions of the people in the audience.

“Clap, clap, clap…” Seeing that no one was clapping, Zhuoyang immediately took the lead in clapping.

As if infected by the applause, everyone clapped and cheered.

Zhuoyang also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he still had some talent for writing stories.

"It's actually a new story. Finally, it's not the Emperor who's killing monsters anymore!"

"The Sword Immortal is so powerful. I was right there last time. If it weren't for him, I would have been swept into the sea by the waves, and my life or death is unknown."

"The immortal holding the sword, he's so handsome!"

"Especially at the end, he even split Guyun Pavilion into two halves!"

"I wonder who is stronger, the Emperor or him!"

"Nonsense, of course it's the Emperor..."

When everyone heard this, they immediately started arguing and presenting evidence. As a result, Zhuo Yang's record of battles inexplicably increased a lot.

The two protagonists of the incident were drinking tea at a tea stall.

"Did you write this?" Morax looked at Zhuoyang, took a sip of tea, and asked lightly.

"Ahem, it definitely wasn't me. It must have been one of my fans!" Zhuoyang's face turned slightly red and he explained with two coughs.

Morax glanced at Zhuoyang, then said "Oh" lightly and stopped talking.

For a moment, the two of them ran out of topics to talk about.

"Mr. Zhongli, what do you think of the Demon God's final fate?" Zhuoyang couldn't help but ask.

After all, as a prophet who knew the course of history, he naturally knew that Zhongli also had certain feelings for Guizhong.

"Oh, the Demon Goddess's death? She has compassion for her lovers, is good at creating mechanisms, and has built an indestructible line of defense for Liyue." A strange color flashed in Zhongli's eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

Zhuo Yang saw that he was still pretending, so he said, "I think Lord Guizhong is a good match for our Emperor. What do you think?"

"Cough cough..." Zhongli coughed violently twice and almost spit out the tea.

Zhongli silently said in his heart, children should not be restrained in their words, children should not be restrained in their words.

"How can we make irresponsible comments on the Emperor's affairs..." Zhongli closed his eyes and shook his head.

"I think it's a good idea, but it's a pity that the Emperor is devoted to the war..." Zhuoyang shook his head, thinking about how to save Guizhong.

After all, she takes very good care of herself.

"What a coincidence, why are you two drinking tea here!" Gui Zhong came over from somewhere and looked at the two of them with a smile.

"Sister Guizhong." Zhuoyang smiled and called softly, then looked at Zhongli.

He naturally knew that this was not a coincidence, and it must be that Gui Zhong came to find Zhongli on purpose.

"Guizhong." Zhongli nodded towards Guizhong and said softly.

"Zhongli, do you have time? I heard that the glass lilies in Guiliyuan are blooming. Let's go and see them!" Guizhong looked at Zhongli expectantly and asked with great longing.

"Well... I still..."

Just as Zhongli was about to refuse, Zhuoyang immediately said, "Mr. Zhongli is just about to go to Guiliyuan. I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence!"

"Yeah!" There was no choice but to look at Gui Zhong's expectant eyes and close his eyes and nodded gently.