Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

"You obviously care about him." Mitsuyo carried Nanke to the eaves and stood there, humming.

"Maybe it's because during this period of travel, I'm used to seeing him as soon as I wake up," Nanke breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't look at Guobeng's current situation, maybe he will disappear one day."

Mitsuyo's eyes lit up: "Is he terminally ill?"

"It's more like a curse or something." Nanke frowned slightly.

"So my wife is pitying that boy," Mitsuyo laughed, "Humph, it seems like I have no chance at all...Honey, my wife, in fact I am also very pitiful, right?"

Nanke, who was forced to divert his attention by Mitsuyo, said: "?"

The tengu's eyes are shining.

"My father's name is Yuri Sasa, and he is a famous warrior of the Tengu clan. My mother is a purebred Tengu who is married to him.

Not long after they gave birth to me, I went to war with Mr. Thunder God. When I became an adult, the adults in the clan told me that my mother died in the battle, maybe ten or twenty years ago? Fox Palace...

Oh, that was a charming fox, who might have almost become my stepmother, but she also died. After that, Sasa Yuri left this secret place and me behind, flapped her wings and disappeared.

How about my wife, am I more pitiful than that kid? "

Mitsuyo finished speaking in rapid succession, staring at Nanke expectantly.

Mitsuyo is actually the daughter of Sasa Yuri.

"It's... pitiful." Nanke digested the sudden amount of information for a while and pushed Mitsuyo's hand away. "But Mitsuyo, why don't you look sad at all?"

"Have you ever seen an eagle flying alone missing its nest?" Mitsuyo was very surprised.

As expected, the thoughts of monsters cannot be replaced by humans.

Nanke helplessly patted Mitsuyo on the shoulder: "As long as you don't feel sad."

Mitsuyo was stunned.

Oops, it went wrong halfway through the sale!

"No, um, I'm still a little sad!" The Tengu girl gestured hurriedly, "How can anyone not be sad when they lose a family member, right? So, wife, can you..."

Can you treat me the same way you treated the country?

Mitsuyo couldn't say it.

Because Nanke's eyes suddenly blurred.

Mitsuyo once witnessed water droplets streaking across her cheeks.

It seemed that the thin water that suddenly covered Nanke's eyes was about to condense into a ball and fall down.

Nanke lowered his eyes, blinked twice quickly, and asked softly: "Isn't it possible?"

Mitsuyo didn't dare to speak.

Like a child who has done something wrong, he puts his hands behind his back, lowers his head, and changes the subject: "I, I think I heard that little girl woke up, let me go and take a look!"

Nanke watched Mitsuyo flee and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his face.

For a moment...

It's like going back to that funeral.

It felt like being slapped by Mitsuyo's words.

"That guy made a special trip to leave you here early in the morning?" The tiles behind him were stepped on.

Nanke put away his thoughts and turned around: "Have you finished practicing?"

"So be it." The soldier frowned slightly and smoothed his hair that was wet with water splashes.

His face was full of worry, but his hair was hanging down obediently, vaguely revealing the innocence of the past when it was not dyed.

Nanke glanced at Dao Qi lying face down under the waterfall in the distance, raised the corners of his lips, and handed the handkerchief to the skirmisher.

The skirmisher pinched the soft fabric and frowned more and more.

"What's wrong?" Nanke was confused.

He raised his eyes, looked at her from head to toe, and hummed for a long time: "Forget it, I don't expect you to be useful."

Nanke, who was suddenly despised:?

It was only when everyone got together to eat that Nanke knew what the word "straggler" meant.

Inazuma is a martial artist, and Dao Qi comes all the way to worship Hikaru as his master, just to learn the martial arts of Tengu and stand out until he meets the ultimate martial arts master in the country, General Raiden.

It just so happened that Mitsuyo had a free nature. Although he was a descendant of the Thunder God, he had no intention of becoming an official in the shogunate. When he heard Doki's grand goal, he agreed without thinking.

The mysterious monster lurking in the guarding forest is the trial that Mitsuyo designated Doki as a master.

The problem is that the origin of the monster is unknown, and it even seems to be immortal after several battles. It is difficult to subdue it with brute force alone.

Not only did the skirmishers think of her, but Nanke himself was also interested.

Adventers with purifying abilities are indeed a powerful weapon against such weirdness.

But just as she was about to speak, a piece of tempura was stuffed into her mouth.

The skirmisher held his bamboo chopsticks and ignored everyone's surprised looks. He thrust the whole tempura into Nanke's mouth with a stern expression and completely blocked her mouth: "You guys who can't even protect themselves, don't give me anything." People cause trouble.”

"Click".

Nanke bit into the crispy skin of the tempura, chewed it and swallowed it.

"I can learn." She stared into his eyes and said solemnly.

On top of the waterfall.

Mitsuyo was guiding Dao Qi in sword practice below, and occasionally looked up at them.

Nanke and the skirmisher stood face to face on a boulder, their fingers intertwined, and unstable purple flashes of light circulated around them.

Nanke will never forget how he killed Guimu when he first tried to use elemental power.

Her powers, like hers, must be cursed.

But it was the only useful thing in her body.

If you want to accompany the stragglers in this world of ghosts and ghosts, you must regain this power.

If not now, it will be in the near future.

Next time, and the next time, and every time after that...the timing, how, and extent of using this power.

She will definitely remember the bloody lesson.

Never make the same mistake again.

Nanke held his breath and tried his best to erase the scene that should not be recalled from his mind, and felt the power surging in his body.

The body rebuilt by the Seven Heavenly God Statue is in good harmony with the elemental power. As soon as the power transmitted from the palm of the skirmisher enters the body, it changes from a trickle to a stormy sea.

Like a natural amplifier.

With Nanke as the center, thin lightning continuously penetrated the air, spreading and spreading in a network shape.

Nanke gradually couldn't bear it anymore.

"The collapse of the country..." Her pupils were occupied by the filled thunder element, and the black was slightly purple, and she spoke with difficulty, "...it's too much."

The skirmishers who had recovered from their injuries were too strong for her.

But the skirmishers had no expression on their faces, and the force introduced from the opposite side did not diminish at all.

Nanke had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure it.

The water droplets splashing from the waterfall kept falling on my cheeks. I don’t know how long it took, but the balance I had been trying to maintain suddenly lost control due to the constant interference of the water element.

A white light flashed before Nanke's eyes.

When consciousness came back, most of the power had been drawn out by the skirmishers.

She put her hands on the ground, feeling pain all over her body and almost collapsed.

"It's well done," Skirmisher half-knelt in front of her and patted the top of her hair, "It's delicious."

Unexpected review.

Nanke looked up and saw the skirmisher smiling in a good mood, licking the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, a look on his face that was still unfinished.

Nan Ke was slightly startled: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't I mention it to you last time?" The skirmisher tilted his head slightly and raised his eyes slightly, "Your physique is like a battery that can automatically regenerate elemental power..."

"You brat, you actually took advantage of my wife!" A long leg flew down from Nanke's back with the roar of the wind, "My wife can't bear it, but I can't!"

The skirmisher raised his arms to block Mitsuyo's sudden attack, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled more and more wildly: "I think some people should understand their status."

"You guy!" Mitsuyo fell down next to Nanke, his four black wings spread wide, and his molars grinded loudly, "I want to duel with you!"