Genshin Impact: Invincible! Starting from kidnapping Linnet

Looking at Han Yu with a confused face, Xitlalli shook her head helplessly and said, "I woke up and found you in my bed."

"I have memorized her color very well," said Sitrali.

Han Yu nodded, "That's good."

"Boom boom boom——"

"Grandma, are you there?"

"Who is it... Oh, it's Olorun." As soon as Xitlalli opened the door, she saw Olorun with an incredulous look on his face.

inside the house.

"As I recall, Mr. Hanyu should be following behind me, wanting to... do something. Oh, right! He wants to see you, grandma." Ou Luolun covered his forehead as he recalled. It was obvious that this memory was conflicting.

According to the normal timeline, Han Yu and Olorun arrived at the ruins of the Seven-Colored War and traveled through time after meeting Xitlal. But what puzzled our grandson was...

"When I was a child, my grandmother told me stories about her youth." Oluoren suddenly realized that there was a conflict in his memories!

He stroked his chin and looked at Han Yu. O'Loren continued, "Two hundred years ago, during the Seven Colors War, the Smoke Master suffered a massive invasion from the Abyss. A young man from a foreign land gained recognition from the Great Spirit and was given an ancient name. He single-handedly turned the tide of the war."

Han Yu almost laughed out loud.

"The Great Spirit's prophecy is really accurate. Olorun was indeed adopted by me, and he is exactly the same as Hanyu described!" Sitrali looked at her great grandson and felt relieved. This child has never had any bad intentions since he grew up. Although Olorun had some connection with the Fatui later, she breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the captain's actions.

"Go on, tell me more." Han Yu was very interested.

Olorun drank a mouthful of the sweet spring water and continued to recall, "Today, the Sacred Flame Arena still has statues of you two standing there. Even the Lord God of Fire goes there to pay his respects from time to time."

Damn it? ? ?

What Han Yu didn't know was that due to his own special characteristics, the difficulty of the Seven-Colored Battle was directly increased. Originally there were only a few hundred monsters, but now the difficulty was directly increased to a war with tens of thousands of monsters.

"Isn't this too outrageous?" Han Yu was unconvinced and was about to run to the Holy Fire Arena to find out what was going on, but was stopped by Xitlal: "Your mental strength is weak, you need to get enough rest!"

"It's okay, I can communicate with the earth... I almost let it slip." Han Yu almost said that he could communicate with the earth's veins, "communicate with the energy of heaven and earth." Han Yu directly brought out the original rhetoric of Blue Star's cultivation, ready to prevaricate.

"What is that?" Sitrali looked at the other party curiously.

"This is my Liyue secret technique, and only Liyue natives can practice it." Han Yu said with an awkward smile.

Xitrali showed a look of astonishment. "I've seen it, I've seen it. In the novel, these are magical arts that only Liyue immortals can use!"

Han Yu's abnormal recovery ability was demonstrated at this moment. As time passed, he felt that he was not as weak as when he woke up. Instead, he had recovered a lot of energy.

"It turns out... using my mental power intensively can gradually increase my mental power." Han Yu stood up, stretched his limbs, took a deep breath, and his consciousness could already cover an area within a hundred meters around him.

"Grandpa Hanyu, I want to go with you too." Ou Luolun's words caught Hanyu off guard.

What the hell? You're giving me a super double!

Looking at Han Yu's surprised face, Ou Luolun's conclusion was very simple and easy to understand.

"You and grandma are from the same period, so it should be right for me to call you that..." O'Loren asked tentatively.

you???

Look, look, Olorun has started using honorifics.

Han Yu was shocked. The captain had lived for over five hundred years. What? You went up to him and called him "great grandfather"?

"That's right, whatever you like." Han Yu slapped his forehead and left Xitlalli's house with Olorun.

"Hey!——" Xitlal suddenly shouted from the doorway, "Remember to come back before dinner, and you too! Olorun!"

Now, in addition to the Traveler Ying, our Obsidian Grandma has two more precious friends.

There is Funina, who talks about everything freely and attentively, and Hanyu, who helped Yanmi win the colorful battle. They also have that yellowed novel that they have read countless times.

"Grandpa, what did you and grandma go through back then? I feel like there are some things she didn't tell me." Oluoren asked suddenly.

For Xitrali, the biggest difference between Ying and Hanyu is that one developed friendship with his younger self after traveling through time for two hundred years, while the other is a new friend.

Although Ying played a crucial role in Nata's victory this time, Han Yu was more deeply rooted in Xitlal's memory.

After all, it is a memory that spans two hundred years, enough to be unforgettable.

...

Holy Fire Arena.

As Han Yu walked along, the Nata people on the road looked at him as if he were a living fossil, somewhat puzzled...

“Oh my God! Isn’t this the…” The Nata man’s face was full of surprise. He rubbed his eyes and thought to himself, I’m not dreaming???

"Two hundred years before Nata, a handsome young man appeared in the Yanmi tribe and became acquainted with the now famous Great Shaman, Granny Obsidian. In that unprecedented war, the young man pointed his blade at the sky, and with just a casual slash, the monsters in the abyss had no way to escape." The person who spoke was an old man, and at this moment he was surrounded by many children.

Just as the old man was describing Han Yu's appearance, he suddenly saw a familiar figure appear in his sight.

"Yes! He looks like him." The old man guided the child's gaze and pointed at a young man.

No! Wait...

The old man seemed to have thought of something. He stood up and walked quickly towards Han Yu.

"Grandpa, your legs..." The child felt that today was a little unbelievable. The old man had been disabled when he fought against the monsters of the abyss in his youth, but now...

"Are you the unknown hero grandpa?"

Han Yu paused, his scalp tingling, and then he looked at the person who spoke.

"It's really you! I heard that you became a hermit after the war ended two hundred years ago." The old man looked at him with admiration.

The statue was like a branding iron, deeply engraved in the old man's heart. When he was very young, he often heard family elders talk about this unsung hero.

"You're mistaken. I just look like him." Han Yu was ready to continue making excuses because many people came up to him and asked questions along the way.

"Oh... maybe I'm just getting senile, sorry." The old man looked a little disappointed.

At this moment, a passionate female voice suddenly rang out from high above the arena. Her voice was like a flame in the darkness, inspiring everyone.

"The legend of the hero should be remembered by Nata! The unknown hero..."