Genshin Impact: Forced to Become a Follower of the Seven Gods

When Su Ming was carrying the pasted river lanterns to the backyard to dry, Ying came up to the young master.

Toke was chatting with Tonya with the new phone his brother had given him, totally ignoring his brother who had not yet fully recovered from his illness.

"You just said that your family is full of battle fanatics..." Ying glanced at Toke and asked in a low voice: "Did I remember it wrong? Why do I feel that..."

It doesn't seem like he's talking about this family.

"It's hard to say, elder. Anyway, it's not easy to achieve such results in the Fatui." Tartaglia was lying on the small couch wrapped in a blanket, his eyes half closed, and his deep blue eyes were full of sleepiness. "But Adonis..."

The Fatui are not hereditary, and their status is not determined by background.

Ying thought about it, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, "So he has returned to his original nature now?"

He looks like a retired old man, and is very similar to Zhongli when he is in a bad state.

"Ha..." Tartaglia couldn't help laughing and put his fingers into his hair to comb it back. "I don't know if he has returned to his original nature, but I know that he is playing badly after being promoted."

fluorescent:……

Getting promoted and giving up are very reasonable.

"Why do you always like to say bad things about me behind my back..." Su Ming came out from the backyard and squatted by the sink to wash his hands. "I don't think I've done anything against the law..."

"Then you've done a lot..." Paimon pursed his lips and complained softly, "Ying and I always feel that you don't seem to have the mentality of a twenty-year-old."

"I don't seem to be twenty..." Su Ming sighed helplessly, shook off the water droplets on his hands and sat down lazily, "If you calculate carefully, I might be fifty or sixty now?"

He was in his early twenties before the time travel, and now he is in his early twenties, with Su Huan who he can’t remember.

He is not in his fifties or sixties!

"That's your mental age..." Paimeng looked around at Su Ming and spread his hands, "And you don't show any signs of wear and tear."

Only a worn-out person would have the evil intention of scaring people... Oh, no, it seems like Wendy also likes to scare people.

"What kind of wear and tear is a few decades?" Su Ming glanced at Paimeng, then looked at the girl who walked in with food in her arms, "Xiangling is here."

“Oh, that’s right!” The girl put all the food she had prepared on the table with a bright smile on her face. “I’m going to ask Keqing what she wants to eat later, so first…”

"Bake the sea shells first!" Paimon exclaimed, his eyes full of sparkling light.

"What would you like to eat, Brother Su Ming?" Xiang Ling flipped through the ingredients and looked at Su Ming again, "I heard there are patients here, so..."

"Let's make some porridge. I want some too." Su Ming waved his hand, took out his cell phone and looked at the chat interface on it.

Pan Fuguier: [Is there a hole in your and Tartaglia's wallets? ]

Pan Fuguier: [Picture/Picture/Picture]

Su Ming frowned and sighed slightly.

The next moment, Pan Fuguier's name was once again on the blacklist.

"Why should I drink porridge?" A hand reached out from the side and patted Su Ming's head hard, "I want to eat fish."

"Then go to bed early. You can dream about anything." Su Ming shook his head. "It's all your fault that I can't grow taller."

Before he finished speaking, Xiangling beside him exclaimed.

The clean pottery jar fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Xiangling stared with horror, "What a big bird!"

Everyone looked up quickly, their eyes fixed on the corner.

On the white walls and green tiles, cranes with their necks tilted back stood on the glazed tiles, as if they wanted to raise their heads to the sky.

"Ah!" Paimon covered his mouth with his hands and exclaimed, "It's that woman!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ming's eyelids twitched.

He looked around and silently raised a fan above his head to protect his hair.

"presumptuous!"

Xianhe glared and scolded, "Which woman!"

Paimon shrank back behind Ying with his eyes wide open, saying nothing.

Oh... I just said what's in my heart...

"This immortal has a name." The crane raised its head high and said in a cold voice, "This is Master Liuyunjiefeng!"

Xiangling blinked and thought, "It seems... he is an immortal."

On the side, Ying's eyes twitched.

He is indeed an immortal. He seems to have a good relationship with your master, but not so good with Su Ming. Su Ming was almost driven bald by his nagging.

"The little girl has good sense." Master Liuyun Jiefeng snorted, his eyes falling on Ying, "Are you running around for the Moon-Chasing Festival?"

"That should be it..." Ying nodded uncertainly, then looked at the immortal in front of him, "Immortal, come here..."

why?

Are you planning to nag Su Ming again?

"I'm here for the theme of this Moon Festival." Master Liuyun Jiefeng tried to ignore a certain junior and said in a cold voice, "I combine machinery with cooking. This time I'm here for the Mechanical Cooking Divine Machine."

As soon as the words were spoken, a hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of Ying and Xiangling at the same time.

Cooking with machinery... it doesn't seem to go together.

"The traveler is talented in food, and he can add color to my mechanism." Master Liuyunjifeng glanced at Ying and snorted coldly, "Boy Su, come with me."

Su Ming: ...

"I don't want to go..." Su Ming said sincerely, "Did I reject this option?"