Genshin Impact simulation, the Shura field is endless

"Ah, Liyue, the master is here!"

Walking on the clean road, Ying tossed her hair casually.

After a hurried journey, we finally arrived in Liyue!

"Don't try to be cool, no one's watching. The ceremony to invite the immortals will begin soon. If you miss it this year, you'll have to wait until next year to see the Rock God."

Paimon complained.

"Tsk, boring, I'd better go find my Miss Yang Wen."

Ying curled her lips.

"By the way, speaking of her, Miss Yang Wen seems to have come to Liyue to look for her lover. She looks so anxious, I hope she can find him."

Paimon clasped his hands together in a cross and prayed silently.

Ying opened her mouth, thought for a moment, then swallowed back the rebuttal she was about to say. She snorted softly, "I hope so. I want to see what kind of man is the one that makes her so obsessed and obsessed with him."

"I thought you were going to say you couldn't find the best."

"Hmph, am I such a bad person? But if that man is not a good person, I will definitely go up and punch him to stop him from causing trouble for others."

Ying said with her hands on her hips.

"Okay, okay, he must be a good person. Let's go into the city."

"Let's go."

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In a small attic not far from the site of the Immortal Summoning Ceremony, Yu Xiuwen, Zhongli, Yang Wen, Gui Zhong and Fanan were sitting here.

They sat together around a large round table.

On the table, there was an unlit hot pot and some ingredients.

Several people watched the ceremony of inviting the immortal quietly.

"what?"

Suddenly, Yang Wen's eyes locked on someone.

"what happened?"

"I saw a friend I knew in Mondstadt. She seems to be traveling around the Seven Kingdoms looking for her brother. She is from another world. It is said that she and her brother were separated by the gods."

Yang Wen explained.

"Oh? Another world?" Yu Xiuwen feigned ignorance. "Then she came to Liyue to find Morax."

"It should be so."

"It's a pity. Morax will be gone soon. She won't be found."

Yu Xiuwen sighed, "You said so, Zhongli."

"It's a pity indeed."

Zhongli remained calm and acted like an acting genius.

"See? This is the veteran actor, Sister Fanan. Be careful not to let anything slip when you meet the other Yakshas."

Yu Xiuwen said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I promise I'll cry as soon as I see them."

We vowed to conquer the enemy.

The Emperor's plan must be cooperated with.

"So, why not light a hot pot?"

Gui Zhong asked.

I always feel that Yu Xiuwen is harboring some bad intentions.

"Well, it's about to start—ah, the ceremony of inviting the immortals to the ceremony has begun."

Yu Xiuwen smiled mysteriously and turned his gaze towards the platform.

The others also looked over, ready for the "good show" that was about to happen.

Tianquanxing Ningguang looked solemn and serious, changing his gestures, and several stars appeared and danced behind him.

Following Ningguang's instructions, it flew forward and embedded itself into the incense burner. Then a golden light shot up into the sky, stirring the clouds.

A strong wind suddenly arose, the sea of ​​clouds surged, and gradually formed a vortex. A huge figure was looming in it. The scene was quite shocking, and the sky became dim.

Seeing this scene, Ningguang frowned and had a bad feeling in her heart. Compared with previous years, she always felt that something was not right.

Soon, the sky gave her the answer. The thick clouds gradually turned pitch black. In the vortex, a flash of red lightning flashed, and a giant dragon fell from the sky, crashing to the ground. The huge roar made everyone's heart jump.

Ningguang's eyes flashed, and she hurried forward, but she saw that the giant dragon had its eyes closed, its body dim, and was no longer breathing.

"!"

Ningguang looked down, her heart beating violently.

This is... the Emperor, dead?

After a moment's silence, she stood up again, trying to remain calm. She turned around and waved her right hand: "The Emperor has been murdered, seal off the entire area!"

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"The Emperor has been murdered, heat up the oil!"

After Ningguang said that, Yu Xiuwen spoke at the same time and lit the hot pot.

Oh, I finally have the chance to say this, perfect.

It was not until this moment that the others understood why Yu Xiuwen set up a pot here.

Let's have a meal to celebrate, right?

Zhongli believed that he was well-mannered and it was difficult for ordinary people to disturb his state of mind.

But when facing Yu Xiuwen, he always felt inexplicably angry.

You weren't like this thousands of years ago!

I've never heard that you, the mortal from hundreds of years ago, had this kind of personality?

Why are you so naughty now?

The key point is that he specially picked up a processed small octopus and threw it into the pot, saying it was for him to eat.

Zhongli's face was frozen.

Gui Zhong and Yang Wen were holding back their laughter, and Fanan also wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

"Oh, remember to come with me to the 'Mourning Hall' later. The Emperor's murder is such a big thing. I am extremely sad. This mourning hall must be built."

Yu Xiuwen said as he stirred the hot pot with a smile.

"Alright, leave the suona to me. I guarantee it will make anyone who hears it sad and move anyone who listens to it to tears."

Gui finally nodded in agreement.

"Zhongli, do you want to come with us?"

"... "

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"I have a question, why am I running?"

While dodging the pursuit of the Qianyan Army, Ying lowered his head in thought.

"Even if we are suspicious, they won't be able to find anything. We just arrived in Liyue today."

"How should I know? Didn't you say it couldn't fall into the hands of the gods' followers?!"

Paimon was flying in the sky, holding his forehead with tiredness.

"Forget it, there's no point in thinking about it now. I've already run away, which only makes me more suspicious. I must not get caught."

"Ah, the road ahead is blocked!"

Paimon exclaimed.

As they were walking down the stairs, the people below were already standing in front of them with spears in their hands.

Looking back, he saw that the pursuers were approaching.

Just as Ying took out his sword and prepared to fight, several blue lights flashed, and the weapons in the hands of the Qianyan Army in front were knocked away by arrows that came from nowhere.

Then, a young man with orange hair appeared, knocked down the soldiers blocking his way with ease, waved at Ying and Paimon, and ran away.

Ying and Paimon looked at each other and nodded.

Although I don't know who he is, I'll just follow him for now.