Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

Fortunately, although Wendy is not as powerful as the other party, she has been a god for thousands of years and has also been a ruler. She has no stage fright in such an environment.

Besides, there is an old stone who will protect him.

So, he smiled and looked at Yujin: "You have been here for hundreds of years. How much do you know about the things outside?"

Hearing this rhetorical question, Yujin put down the tea cup she was holding with interest and looked at Wendy: "Just say what you want to say."

"Are you interested? If you are interested, I will tell you again. If you are not interested, wouldn't I be disturbing your leisure? As a friend, you won't do such things that hurt others."

Wendy continued to discuss the terms calmly.

Hearing Wendy say this, Zhongli chuckled quietly in his heart.

Everyone says that Barbatos is always cheating, but if you want to cheat, you have to be very skillful.

He knows how to use reason and emotion to make people interested or shaken in his words first, and then get to the key points later. Even if the other party doesn't believe what he says, they still have doubts after all.

Yujin chuckled at Wendy's words: "Just tell me, it's not hurt."

So Wendy told him about the situation outside.

After hearing this, Yujin laughed.

His laughter was hearty, but it was also as cold as his temperament.

After laughing enough, he looked at Wendy: "I have guessed what you said. I have been here for hundreds of years. Although I don't agree with it, I don't hate him either. As for the things about the Paradise, you guys You two can think of a way to solve it, why bother me."

Wendy raised her lips and smiled: "Then have you ever heard of the demon god of the floating world, Wangyou."

"The Demon God of the Floating World... Oh, I have heard about him, but he is not familiar with worldly affairs and lives deep in the bamboo forest. I have only heard of his name but never seen him."

"Have you fought him?" Wendy continued.

"No, he is not interested in the demon war, so why should I disturb people's peace?"

After listening, Wendy frowned, and the smile on her face disappeared and turned into helplessness: "But he died, and his death was related to your brother."

Hearing this, Yujin's face became serious, and she sat up straight and looked at Wendy: "Impossible, the Demon God of the Floating World is not familiar with worldly affairs, he never cares about the Demon God's war, and he will not have any influence on Yujue, how could he …”

"Yes, I don't know much about the world," Zhongli murmured, "But he is a demon after all. The power accumulated by killing a demon must be very clear to my seniors."

Yujin frowned. He naturally knew that the battles he had participated in were even worse than Zhongli's.

"So, Wangyou has no intention of fame and fortune, and his whereabouts are difficult for others to know, but your brother still planned Wangyou's death. Although your master lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, if he is really jealous and lacks the strength, he will let go Are you over him? He even wants to deprive his own brother of his power. The conflict between you is no longer a disagreement over ideas..." Wendy took over the words.

At this moment, when he looked at Yujin, his eyes showed distress at the right time.

In a sense, although Yujin is unparalleled in martial arts, she is also pitiful.

However, how many people born in Teyvat are lucky throughout their lives?

It's just that Yujin is a bit unlucky, and almost all bad luck has happened to him.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wendy continued: "Senior, go and save him. You don't want the Demon God of Paradise to be forever infamy on the land of Liyue, and you don't want him to extend his evil hands to you. Your mentor, right?"

Yujin tightened her grip on the cup in her hand, and it was obvious that he was hesitant.

He is a sensible and righteous person. If he were anyone else, he would definitely swing his sword without hesitation.

But that was his biological brother.

For a moment, he didn't know what to do, and in his hesitation, he crushed the cup in his hand.

Then, he looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh of relief: "I once promised my father and mother that I would protect my younger brothers and sisters..."

But when he took on the name of God, he was destined not to have the ordinary love between a son and a daughter.

When the younger brother's ambition is revealed, it is destined that they will eventually meet in war.

"Well, it's true that I kept you. You successfully convinced me that I can help you, but Morax..."

Yujin looked at Zhongli with admiration in her eyes: "After this incident, I will leave all the young and old who survived in the Land of Paradise to you."

"Don't worry." Zhongli nodded slightly, looking at him with respect in his eyes.

Next, Wendy solved the dream and returned to reality.

The two of them opened their eyes and looked at Yujin who had her eyes closed tightly in front of them.

At this time, Wendy was relieved.

"If you ask me, we can't just wake him up rashly. The few capable men under Yujue and the countless corpses are also very troublesome." Wendy raised her head and looked at the magician on the altar. Zhen said.

"Yes, we need help." Zhongli continued his words calmly.

"Alas," Wendy patted Zhongli's shoulder helplessly, then turned around and let out a long sigh of relief, "Heaven is about to assign a great responsibility to Ziling. It's not that I am the God of Wind. I don't want to protect you. It's just that the matter has come to this, and I have to rely on you." You are the hope of the whole village!"

Looking at him talking to himself, Zhongli was very puzzled: "What do you want Ziling to do?"

Wendy pretended to smile profoundly: "Let me show you to the emperor, Fengshen, the child I have taken care of for one year is much better than the one you have taken care of for more than ten years."

After saying that, Wendy condensed a ball of wind elements in her hand and flew away.

"We didn't suffocate to death, which means that this place is connected to the outside. I need to move reinforcements, either from Mondstadt, or Ziling who was given the wind element by me. Mondstadt is too far, so now I can only rely on Ziling. "Wendy said with a smile.

"How do you want Ziling to help you?" Zhongli frowned and looked at Wendy, with a vague premonition in his heart.

"Of course I'm going to steal the token used by the left and right."

"Uh..." For some reason, Zhongli suddenly remembered the Sky Piano that travelers had stolen in those years.

History is always so strikingly similar.

Barbatos is still the same Barbatos.

……

"Ask me to steal the token of the left and right! Are you crazy!? I may not even be able to defeat Qingyuan, but you want me to steal those two non-human things!?"

The wind element floated to Ziling's side and told him what Wendy wanted to convey.

So, Ziling couldn't hold back and let out a shocking cry.

At this time, Wendy's voice came out of the wind element again: "I am the God of Wind, not a lunatic. I am optimistic about you. You are the capable person who I have carefully cultivated with Emperor Yanwang! Moreover, you have done it after all. Oh, the people of the devil."

"Why can we still talk?" Ziling remembered that Wendy didn't use this technique to talk to people who had the power given by the God of Wind.

"I predicted what you would say next. I originally wanted to use my divine power to speak to you directly, but in order to prevent you, the Rock King, from knowing that you know how to pick locks, I had to use this method! Okay, Ziling, I believe it. Come on, come on! When this is done, I will send you two carts of cider so that you can drink as much as you want in Mondstadt!" said the voice in the wind element.

Then, this group of wind elements dissipated in the air.

Ziling took a breath and sat on the table with a sad face, thinking about how to perfectly enter the high wall and steal the token.

His cry just now also woke up Qingyuan. At this moment, Qingyuan was looking at the young man in front of her with confusion, who seemed to be in debt overnight.

"What happened? Where is Lady Wendy?" Qingyuan asked, looking at the empty room.

"Hmph! He is planning how to make me die."

At this moment, Ziling's resentment was simply greater than that of a ghost.