Genshin Impact, playing the secondary creation video, are you defeated?.

In front of the stone table, everyone watched the two people fighting but did not stop them.

When the two of them were tired of "playing", they all reluctantly sat down again after Xianyun spoke.

After Yingmei sat down, she still glared at Zhang Fan opposite her with an unhappy face.

Zhang Fan also sat down with bruises all over his body.

Xianyun (Master) still has to give face, but that doesn't mean she (he) will let this account go.

"Anyway, he's going to Nata with me, so there will be plenty of opportunities to deal with him later!"

Yingmei, who still felt angry, recalled the topic she had discussed with Xianyun before and couldn't help thinking so.

Then, she came up with some new prank project, and Yingmei, who had originally had a sour look on her face, now had a slight curve at the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Fan didn't care what the other party was thinking at the moment, and still sat down nonchalantly with an indifferent attitude.

As for why I made her angry just now?

Huh? Wasn't it the other party who provoked me first?

His comment on this is: You asked for it!

"Humph!"

Yingmei felt inexplicably annoyed when she saw that the other party seemed to have no intention of reacting to what had just happened.

But this little emotion was quickly suppressed by her, just wait. Wait, see how I will deal with you! Hum╯^╰

At this moment, Xianyun felt a headache when he saw the two sides going from fighting to ignoring each other.

These two sworn enemies can really start a quarrel over anything, alas...

"If you guys keep on fighting like this, today's meeting will have to wait until next year!"

Xianyun's mouth seemed to be smiling, and a faint voice came out, with a tone full of ridicule.

Paimon cried miserably: "No, Paimon hasn't had dinner yet! I don't want to be hungry until tomorrow... Huh? Starve until next year! Traveler, you~"

Before she could finish, Yingmei's head flashed to the back of Paimon's head.

"You're the only one who wants to eat, and you're the only one who knows how to be clever, right?"

"hey-hey"

Paimon touched the back of his head, which didn't hurt at all, and laughed foolishly.

While grinning, he kept mumbling: "I'm not, I'm not, I just want to liven up the atmosphere~~"

Zhang Fan extended his index finger and said, "Hey, speaking of livening up the atmosphere, why don't we talk about whether Paimeng is better steamed or braised!"

"You are a devil!" Paimon shouted angrily

Then, Paimon (￢_￢): "Traveler, didn't you hit me too lightly just now?"

Yaoyao's horrified eyes: "Brother Zhang Fan, you are too cruel, Paimeng is so cute..."

Gan Yu clutched her chest and said, "I, I can't eat meat. Should I leave now?"

Paimon Fright: "Meat?!!!"

Shuyu rarely complained: "Leaving the table? What do you think? Senior Sister Ganyu's train of thought is a bit unusual!"

Shen He remained calm and said in a cold voice, "Steaming... The pot at home may not be big enough. Do you want me to borrow one from Wanmin Hall?"

Hearing this, Paimon shouted even more desperately: "The pot is not big enough?!!!"

Xianyun's mind was filled with black lines. He held his forehead and said, "What exactly did you inherit from me? Why are you all so...?"

Zhang Fan casually replied, "Good at speaking, huh? Well, maybe I inherited your excellent sense of humor!"

It's impossible for me to inherit your talent for speaking, right? He complained silently in his heart.

This unconscious little compliment made Xianyun feel secretly happy. He crossed his arms, raised his chin, tilted his head slightly to the other side, and glanced at the other person with one eye: "Really? It seems that my usual teachings... ahem, are all trivial matters, not worth mentioning!" With a contemptuous and arrogant look, he

As if he had thought of something, Xianyun shook his head slightly, regaining his serious demeanor and acting like a patriarch: "What are you kids talking about right now? I really don't understand you. Well, let's get back to business!"

Seeing his serious expression, everyone put away their playful expressions and sat down as if they were going to have a serious meeting.

Seeing everyone like this, Xianyun didn't waste any more words and pointed out directly: "Everyone saw it in the live broadcast before, right? Nata is about to invade the Abyss...? Ugh, cough cough, it's the Abyss that is about to invade Nata!"

Xianyun, who had said the wrong thing, coughed twice in embarrassment, cleared his throat, and wanted to quickly start the next paragraph of conversation in order to achieve the purpose of changing the subject.

"Because of the power of the live broadcast room and the immersive experience, I believe everyone knows exactly what it feels like.

Endless war, homes destroyed, and the passing of loved ones...

This is just a glimpse of the future we see

If it is just a small-scale invasion from the abyss, then it would be inconvenient for us to interfere too much in the affairs of other countries.

But what can we do when the abyss attacks a country on such a massive scale...

If Nata really defeats the abyss as predicted in the live broadcast, it will naturally be a cause for celebration.

But now that [the future] has been directly released in the live broadcast room, the variables have increased again. . . .

As he spoke, Xianyun fell silent for a moment.

No one urged or spoke, only a flash of thought in their eyes about these words.

Xianyun didn't pause for long before speaking slowly, enunciating each word: "What if, I mean what if, Nata, in reality, loses this time?

Have you ever wondered what would happen?

Yes, it is an endless disaster! It is a new dark storm!

You may think that what I said is too serious, and that just like the video in the live broadcast room, there is hope for mankind!

But miracles don’t happen every moment!

It is true that humans have their own background, and I do not look down on them, but things are not absolute.

Just like the disaster five hundred years ago, the city-state belonging to mankind was lost, and then a black tide appeared all over Teyvat, and only two gods returned from the Seven Gods...

Having had these experiences, I don’t want to say much, only one sentence can summarize it.

Mortal soldiers, whether immortals or demons, victory on the battlefield can only be achieved with the lives of the warriors! "

At this point, a trace of sadness flashed in Xianyun's eyes. As an old man who had followed the Emperor in battle in Liyue, even though he had seen too many separations and deaths, he could not escape the fate of being [worn out]!

"Master..." Ganyu wanted to say something to comfort him, but she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Gan Yu's words awakened Xian Yun, who was somewhat lost in thought. He waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

He continued, "Now, the Abyss is about to invade Nata in a massive way. Although Liyue is far away from them, it's fine if we don't know the information. But if we don't take any action after knowing it, then wouldn't we be no different from those foolish fools in the Order? Oh, I'm talking about those already demoted, arrogant sages!"

Yingmei's mouth twitched when she heard this. Isn't this naming names? The great sages of the past five hundred years and Azar and their criminal gangs, I'm talking about you!

Xianyun continued, "Now that the truth has been revealed, we dare not bet on whether Nata will be reborn or destroyed! We dare not bet!

I don't dare to bet whether the Abyss will tear open a hole in Teyvat and encroach on other regions like it did five hundred years ago, even if...

That’s all, it’s nothing more than filling it with your life!”

As he was talking, Xianyun stopped and looked at Zhang Fan and Yingmei with a complicated look in his eyes.

"What, what's wrong, Master!" Zhang Fan asked stutteringly. He felt as if he had already seen the blue exclamation mark popping up above the other person's head!

Xianyun's eyes turned slightly, and his gaze became clear: "Nothing, I was just praising you."

Her fingertips gently stroked the rim of the teacup. "After saying all this, what I really want to say is - that suggestion you made during the live broadcast was truly brilliant."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her eyes, a sharp light flashing in them: "It's interesting to say, with your intelligence, I still don't understand how you figured out this trick."

Amidst the aroma of tea, her voice suddenly deepened. "However, dragging all seven nations into this mess, and then tempting them with benefits..." A meaningful smile curled the corners of her lips. "It can buy us some room for maneuver. At the very least, it can prevent the known situation from completely spiraling out of control..."

Zhang Fan blushed and felt a little embarrassed. He retorted loudly: "Master, you are going too far. What do you mean by "with your brain"? I am also very smart!" His humble tone was filled with a bit of stubbornness!

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ps: I’m here!