Genshin Impact simulation, the Shura field is endless

"sharp."

Zhongli nodded appreciatively.

Being able to achieve this with a sword in an open space meant that he had already lost.

If the situation were to change to a smaller space, with the sword having the greater advantage and coupled with superb skills, I would definitely lose.

Should I say that he lived up to his diligent sword practice for hundreds of years? His speed and skills were impeccable. When I hit his sword, it was like being stuck in a quagmire. I couldn't exert any strength, but was instead chased by the opponent like a leech.

"Then, come again?"

Yu Xiuwen raised his eyebrows.

"Come again."

Zhongli took a step forward, as if he had found his past days of battle, and his spear shot out like a dragon.

Yu Xiuwen also looked like a floating cloud, clinging tightly to his body.

The ping-pong battle started again, and the audience was dazzled and exclaimed repeatedly.

Yun Jin also opened his lips slightly, his eyes shining with excitement, staring at the stage intently. It was amazing, too amazing. Whether it was Mr. Zhongli's spearmanship or Mr. Yu's swordsmanship, no one could match them.

Faintly, she seemed to really see the unknown young hero.

The fight continued for a while, and the two men still couldn't decide who was better. However, they had enjoyed themselves so much that they simply bowed to each other and called it a draw.

"Mr. Yun, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied. Thank you both very much. It was truly wonderful. Yun Jin benefited a lot from it."

"Thank you very much," Yu Xiuwen clasped his fists, "I'll let it go, but Mr. Zhongli usually has a lot of free time. If you want to ask for some tips on this, you can ask him."

"must."

Yun Jin nodded happily.

Zhongli suddenly turned his head and looked at Yu Xiuwen, "Why do you have to find something for me to do?"

You just don't want to see me idle.

"Why, Mr. Zhongli doesn't want to?"

Yu Xiuwen asked with a smile.

"Of course, you can discuss it with Mr. Yun."

Having said this, Zhongli could only agree, but he also felt a little regretful in his heart. Tell me, why did you insist on letting Yu Xiuwen take the stage? Now you have found trouble for yourself.

When the two returned to their seats, they were obviously receiving more attention. Gui Zhong and Fa Nan applauded, the former looking delighted and proud. "Hehe, as expected of Xiu Wen, you're really amazing! It's a pity that you couldn't defeat Zhong Li."

"We are former comrades after all. There's no need to target me like this, right?"

Zhongli was a little helpless.

"Humph, who cares about you? I'm definitely partial to Xiu Wen."

Guizhong looked as if it was a matter of course.

Fanan felt embarrassed to be disrespectful to the Emperor, but she still secretly gave Xiuwen a thumbs up.

Yun Jin on the stage was already preparing to start singing the second act. Taking advantage of the fight between Yu Xiuwen and Zhongli to stir up the emotions of the audience, the subsequent response was even more enthusiastic. When the song ended and the show ended, everyone was still reluctant to leave.

It was worth coming here today.

After the show, Yun Jin came over to express his gratitude and say goodbye, saying that he hoped to have the opportunity to work together again and gave him a few tickets for the next paid performance.

Yu Xiuwen accepted the kindness and thought that listening to it later would cultivate his sentiments.

Afterwards, Zhongli also said goodbye to Yu Xiuwen and the others and went to listen to a story.

"Hum~hum~"

On the way home, Yu Xiuwen leisurely hummed the opera tune he had heard before and clapped his hands to the beat.

"You quite like this?"

Gui Zhong asked curiously.

"Hmm? Not bad. Mr. Yun does sing well after all."

Yu Xiuwen nodded.

"so…"

Gui Zhong pouted and said, "Yeah, you sing really well."

"…? No way, are you jealous?"

Yu Xiuwen's mouth twitched and he looked at her in surprise.

Are you jealous of this?

"No," Gui Zhong turned his head, "but I also know a lot about music. If you like to listen, even though I can't sing opera, I can sing for you when we get back."

"Really? Then I'm all ears."

"Hmph, just wait."

Fanan, who was standing next to them, felt pink bubbles popping up between the two of them again, and immediately felt a sense of crisis in his heart. Oh no, she can't sing either.

Was he going to have to watch Guizhong singing, Xiuwen praising him endlessly, the two of them staring at each other with affection, and then...

No, absolutely not.

"Sister Guizhong, I want to listen too. Can I sit on Xiuwen's lap and listen with him?"

She blinked her watery eyes, looking like she really wanted to listen.

Gui Zhong's smile froze in an instant.

Do you want to get involved in everything?

In fact, just as Fanan imagined, she planned to sing for Xiu Wen late at night with full of emotion, telling him how much she missed him, and taking advantage of the perfect atmosphere to do something unspeakable.

hateful…

She knew why Fanan was so obsessed with disrupting her thoughts. It was simple, because she and Xiuwen hadn't taken that step yet...

Even though the agreement reached is to coexist peacefully, but... I still get jealous...

"Humph!"

Thinking of this, Gui Zhong glared at Xiu Wen fiercely.

It's all your fault! She's enough for me.

"?"

Monk Yu Xiuwen was confused. What happened? Why did he suddenly get angry?

I don't know what happened, but it must be my fault...

So Yu Xiuwen tentatively reached out and held Gui Zhong's hand.

Guizhong quickly broke free, but Xiuwen pulled again, and he broke free again.

When he grabbed her again, Guizhong stopped moving and his ears were slightly red.

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Yu Xiuwen comforted her softly.

“…Really, this is exactly what makes it so frustrating.”

Gui Zhong sighed helplessly, turned around and suddenly hugged Yu Xiuwen and kissed him.

"!!!"

Fanan's eyes widened and his fists suddenly stiffened.

Sister Guizhong!

She is still next to me!

I'm really getting angry!

That being said, she ultimately decided not to bother, as that was a bit much.

She couldn't look or not look, so she could only sneak a few glances from time to time.

Wow, her face is so red, Sister Guizhong is leaning on Xiuwen.

This voice is so embarrassing...

Was it like this when I kissed Xiu Wen?

As she watched, her face turned red with embarrassment.

Fortunately, this is a secluded place and no one passes by now, otherwise we would have to sigh at the decline of morals.

Can't you just go home and do this kind of thing?!

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"So, I really can't find him!"

The wind blew, and Wendy was grabbed by Yang Wen's shoulders and swayed back and forth, speaking helplessly.

"But you are the most well-informed person. If you can't find it, when will I be able to find it?"

Yang Wen refused to give in.

"But you don't have his exact characteristics. All I know so far is that he was your former lover, a man, and that he was once a demon god. That's all. Besides, he probably isn't a demon god anymore after being resurrected."

Wendy spread her hands.

"Have there been any major events in various countries recently, or any sudden appearances of people? Especially those who are very powerful?"

"Okay, okay, don't move. I'll ask around now."

Yang Wen then withdrew her hand and asked Wendy to close her eyes and listen quietly to the sound of the wind.

"Hmm...hiss~eh~uh..."

Wendy's expression kept changing, sometimes frowning, sometimes relaxing. Every time Yang Wen thought there was news and he was about to open his eyes, he would exhale, his expression would return to calm, and he would resolutely not open his eyes.

Yang Wen really wanted to hit him.

After Wendy unlocked her brows again, she couldn't help it. She stretched out her right hand, and thick vines broke out of the ground and tied him up directly.

"??? Hey, hey, calm down, calm down, ah——"

Wendy was thrown into the sky.

Her braid glowed green, and Wendy smiled wryly as she floated in the air before slowly landing. "Don't be impatient."

"So is there any news?"

Yang Wen glared at him unhappily.

Wendy looked hesitant, as if she didn't know how to start.

Seeing him like this, Yang Wen's heart skipped a beat, "If you have any news, tell me quickly!"

"I can't guarantee it. Don't blame me if I'm wrong," Wendy said carefully. "It seems a very powerful individual has suddenly appeared in Liyue recently. He looks like a demon god, but he's not a demon god. There are fluctuations of ice and water in his aura. No, it seems to be more than that."

"Any more detailed information?"

Yang Wen became excited.

Liyue? Liyue is very likely. He was the one who gave her the name. It just fits the Liyue style.

In fact, she went to Liyue a year or two ago because of this, but unfortunately she didn't find any clues.

But if he appeared in Liyue recently, then there is a high probability that it is him!

"More detailed information... yes, but if he's really the person you're looking for, I don't think you'd be willing to hear it."

Wendy looked strange.

"Say it quickly!"

"...Okay, stay calm. There are several strong female auras around that man. They must be immortals from Liyue. Moreover, his aura and those of these women are entangled, which means that he is likely in a relationship..."

"…I didn't hear the second half of your sentence clearly. Please say it again."

"He might have a lover..."

"!!!"

Yang Wen's eyes became empty and her sleeves fluttered.

"Calm down, calm down! You've messed up this place! Don't make too much noise! ​​No, don't take it out on me!"

After a long time, Yang Wen left with a sullen face.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Wendy looked at the desolate ground and felt like crying but had no tears.

"Liyue, go now."

Yang Wen didn't even turn around.

“No, that’s not certain either…”

"I just need the possibility. You'll know if it's true when you see me."

"The old man is still alive and well. If that person is really the one you're looking for, you'd better not take action directly like you did just now."

"Thank you for telling me, but if it really is him, no one can stop me. I must get him back."

"... "

Yang Wen walked further and further away, and Wendy looked helpless.

"Oh really, the first generation of grass god looking for a lover, how can this be so fantastical? I have to go find the old man and ask him who he is."