Looking at the extremely evil and powerful force in Su Xun's hand, Sanbing was filled with shock.

He never imagined that the person in front of him could directly contact the huge resentment and power left behind by the demon without the aid of any tools or rituals. This was simply horrifying!

You know, even he was only able to barely touch the demon's remnants with the help of a special container specially made by the doctor.

But this kid...

"You seem surprised?" Su Xun played with the Demon God's residue in his hand, looking at San Bing with a half-smile, "Do you think you can use the Demon God's residue to do something earth-shattering? Haha, you are too naive, San Bing."

"Is this a plan proposed by the doctor, or is it your own idea? You are trying to use the remnants of the demon to pollute Inazuma and create chaos. Do you think you can take revenge on Ying in this way?" Su Xun stared at the scattered soldiers with a sharp gaze.

Sanbing clenched his fists and looked at Su Xun coldly.

He knew in his heart that his plan had been completely seen through and it was useless to make excuses.

"Oh, of course it was my own idea." The Skirmisher sneered, "Baalzebul abandoned me and let me suffer in this world. Of course I want to let her taste the pain of loss."

Lei Yingying's expression turned cold, and the other women also showed anger. "You are such a stubborn guy!" Paimeng stamped his feet in anger.

"Very good..." Su Xun raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, "Since you are so stubborn, we don't have to show mercy to you anymore."

Su Xun's voice was as cold as ice, and the demon residue in his hand began to roll violently as if it had life.

"Ying, how do you want to deal with him?" Su Xun asked Lei Dianying.

Lei Dianying was silent for a moment, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. "After all, I created him, so let me end this."

After saying that, dazzling lightning appeared in Lei Dianying's hand again, and the air around him began to make crackling sounds.

Seeing this, Paimon was a little afraid to watch the next scene, but he couldn't help but secretly look at it through his fingers.

"Wait! Dad and Mom Ying, can I ask him some questions first?" At this time, Nashida suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked at Nashida in surprise, obviously not expecting her to make such a request.

"Nashida, what question do you want to ask?" Ying asked curiously.

"I want to ask him about the Doctor, the Fatui executive officer. When I was in Xumi, I saw the Great Sage having some secret dealings with the Doctor.

I suspect there is some kind of conspiracy between them, which may be harmful to Xumi, and Sanbing and the Doctor are both executive officers of the Fatui, so perhaps he can provide us with some useful clues. "

Nashida looked at everyone and said seriously.

"What? The Great Sage is colluding with the Fatui?!" Nilu covered her mouth in surprise.

After hearing another piece of negative news about the Great Sage, Nilu felt a little numb.

She was already very shocked by the fact that the Great Sage had imprisoned Lord Grass God, and now she heard that the Great Sage was colluding with the Fatui, which made her feel even heavier.

"Hmph! The Fatui really are omnipresent. Even the current top leader of Xumi is in collusion with them. They are indeed the most powerful tools of the Ice Queen." Yae Godson snorted coldly, obviously disgusted with the behavior of the Fatui.

Ever since she became the chief priest of the Narukami Taisha Shrine, in the past five hundred years, she has more or less known about the various conspiracies and tricks of the Fatui in various parts of the continent of Teyvat.

Now that he heard that the great sage of Xumi was also colluding with them, his disgust increased even more.

Lei Dianying nodded without thinking too much, "Okay, Nashida, go ahead and ask."

Nashida looked at Lei Dianying gratefully, then walked up to the scattered soldiers.

The soldier raised his eyes and looked at the little guy in front of him, his eyes full of disdain, "Humph! Little devil, do you think I will tell you anything?"

Nashida was not affected by his attitude, but introduced herself gently: "Hello, your name is Sanbing, right? I am Nashida, the grass god of Xumi."

"Oh?" Sanbing raised his eyebrows, with surprise in his eyes.

He looked at Nashida and asked with interest, "You are the god of Xumi?"

The fact that the grass god of Xumi would appear in Inazuma surprised Sanbing somewhat.

You know, according to the information he knew, the grass god Buzer had been imprisoned in the Jingshan Palace by the great sage of Xumi. How could he appear in the outside world and come to Inazuma, who was unknown how far away?

"Yes." Nashida nodded and continued, "I know that you are the sixth seat of the Fatui executive officers and have a close relationship with the second seat, the Doctor. I want to know what happened between you two."

The soldier looked at Nashida in front of him, and although he was surprised, he quickly regained his disdainful expression.

"Humph, even if you are the God of Grass, so what? Why should I tell you about that guy, the Doctor?"

Nashida was not angry. There was still a gentle light shining in her eyes and she showed a sweet smile.

"Why? Well... it may sound a bit utilitarian, but if you can tell me something about the doctor, I can also exchange some information about you with you. Let's just consider it a deal."

"Information about me?" Sanbing frowned, then snorted coldly: "What information can you give me that is related to me and that I'm interested in?"

Nashida smiled softly, "I know your past, some unknown details of your experience in Inazuma. Isn't this valuable information for you?"

The soldier's eyes moved slightly, staring straight at Nashida, trying to find a hint of lies in her expression, but Nashida's eyes were clear and sincere.

After a moment of silence, the soldier slowly said, "Oh, why don't you tell me first, what unknown experiences of mine do you know?"

Nashida tilted her head slightly and said, "You once met a child in a small house somewhere on the Inazuma beach. It was a young boy. The boy was frail and lived alone in an old, drafty house. You saw his face, which was always covered with dust, through the cracks in the dilapidated wooden door. He looked a little dazed, as if some ancient feelings were awakened again.

For this reason, you chose to stay in the wooden house to take care of the sick child, find fruits and drinking water for him, and wipe the dirt off his face..."

Listening to Nashida's slow narration, Sanbing's expression suddenly changed.

These dusty memories flooded into Sanbing's mind like a tide, and the original disdain in his eyes was gradually replaced by disbelief and confusion.

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