Genshin Impact: I am the only one who can bring disaster to Teyvat

Ding--

Scorching sparks flew from the point where the sword and the blade touched, the bright sword body illuminated the cold and determined eyes, the sharp blade cut off everything it could touch, and the bright red liquid bloomed into blood flowers that were more beautiful than sparks.

sigh~~

The sound of the sword cutting through flesh was clearly audible, and the hand holding the hilt felt a slight stagnation, as if the hard bones had blocked the direction of the sword's advance, but it also seemed as if the owner of the sword had stopped at the right time.

"You lost."

Cutting down the blade at the shoulder of the table, Kujo Sara said coldly: "You can't reach the speed of Tengu. Even the Tengu sword technique created by the former swordsman can't stop my sword."

"Because you are not that swordsman, your swordsmanship is not absolute. What really supported that swordsman to defeat the Great Tengu was his swordsmanship, his superb swordsmanship that even Tengu could not reach."

The wind blew the corners of his clothes, and he stepped on the thunder that had not yet extinguished. Kujo Sara walked forward slowly and said in a bored tone: "You didn't satisfy me in this competition. Your swordsmanship has improved a little, but not much."

"I know you prefer to believe in the mana surging in your body rather than the swordsmanship that cannot be performed without the sword." She sighed lightly: "But do you understand? The mana will also lose its effect one day."

"You can't cast spells in front of me this time. You will be unable to cast spells in front of others next time. Can you still rely on spells then? Only a sword in your hand can give you real safety."

The sword blade stained with scarlet pointed forward diagonally, and Kujo Sara's eyes contained a different kind of brilliance. Looking at the white fluff in front of him, he chuckled disdainfully and said, "Apologize for not letting me do my best!"

"I'm sorry I didn't satisfy you."

There is always a difference between reality and fantasy, and Tengu's speed is indeed hard to reach. Kujo Sara, who got drunk in the first half of the party, has a unique wisdom in his eyes, and his face is adorned with red clouds.

She held her tail and cried, "I didn't even let you enjoy it... I deserve to die!"

Tears as big as beans slid down from the corners of his eyes and wet the clean fur. The Tengu mask on his head had already fallen to the side due to the movement. Kujo Sara's crying was sincere and honest.

Watching Kujo Sara crying and making a fuss with great interest, facing the questioning eyes around him, the attendant god Sakurasai frowned and said sincerely:

"You know, if I'm going to do anything, I won't let her just cry and make a fuss."

It's a bit of a pity. I didn't expect that the first fun that Sha Luo caused after his return was not led by me personally, but was directed and acted by himself.

It seems that after so many years, even the most conservative Tengu has acquired the ability to direct and act in his own stories... The samurai Yingsai took a big sip gloomily: "The words that came out of her mouth were not mixed with any other factors."

"Usually, when Sala gets drunk, he doesn't cry or make a scene. This new look is really rare!" After taking a sip of the wine in the glass, the slight bitter taste was covered by the spicy taste. Someone questioned:

"It's rare to see this, it's a bit suspicious... You guys put drugs there, right?"

The topic suddenly changed, and sharp questioning broke the liveliness of the party. Most of the wine glasses, which were only tasted briefly, fell on the table. Suspicious glances were looking at each other, and the clear wine seemed to be slightly turbid.

The atmosphere of silence gradually spread. Some people looked at each other, some were confident, some had doubts in their eyes, and some were terrified. But no one felt guilty. Their eyes were dazed and wandering around.

"Kamaji, don't slander Renqing Bai out of thin air." Another person shouted, "Maybe you staged this yourself, because I saw you walking back and forth beside the wine delivery car."

Kujo Kamajima retorted loudly: "You are really good at the art of crying thief. Don't forget that you came here before me. How could you see me hanging around the wine delivery car?"

The man said sarcastically, "This is not a prison without windows, and it's not your room. I heard you were put in solitary confinement again some time ago? Take it easy! Don't get solitary confinement for 100 years one day, or we'll have to burn paper for you outside in advance."

"It's not impossible. If you can come here every year to burn paper and kowtow, I'll be fine even if I'm locked up for 200 years! Remember, if you die one day, I hope you'll tell your sons and grandchildren, and pass it down to your descendants. I'll be your ancestor for eight generations!"

With a sarcastic tone, Kujo Kamajiro held his head high and said confidently: "Anyway, I definitely didn't put drugs in the wine that was left unattended. If I did, I'll be struck by lightning and my son will be blind!"

It's so funny! When I put the drugs in, the wine was a little cloudy, just like the one in the glass now. There was no need to put drugs in it.

Some people looked back and forth between Kujo Kamajima's eyes and believed his words for the time being, at least until his eyes closed.

The fox's tail gently patted Kujo Sara who suddenly laughed again for some reason. The attendant god Yingzhai suspected: "I think Sara drugged her because I just carried her here and embarrassed her. She couldn't stand it."

There could be many reasons for murder... The samurai Sakurasai speculated, "It could also be that when they were drinking, Ayato poured too much wine for him, and the wine splashed on the back of her hand made her feel annoyed."

"I don't think anyone would drug someone for this reason." Kamisato Ayato sighed heavily, with a look of helplessness in her eyes, and speculated, "I think the more appropriate reason is that you are an eyesore to her."

"That makes sense. Sara might have drugged me for this reason."

"There is nothing worth refuting. After all, Sara is like this. Maybe the turbidity of the wine is caused by her not controlling the dosage properly."

"Indeed, Sha Luo rarely does this kind of thing. It's normal that he can't grasp the weight at the moment. However, after the first and second times, he has accumulated some experience and will definitely not show any flaws in the future."

"But we can't go easy on him just because she's a newbie!"

"It's true that birds of a feather flock together. But after a few simple words, the only drunk person present was blamed for drugging."

Holding his chin with one hand, Ying exclaimed: "There are only a few people like Tengu who can stay clean in the mud, but this atmosphere is very comfortable! It feels like home."

Her bright golden hair was tucked around her ears, and the red cinnabar color stained her earlobes. She patted Paimon, who was holding the juice, with pity, lifted her up and put her a little further away, and kindly reminded her: "It's better to drink less."

She didn't think that the problem was only in the alcohol. Everyone here was not a good person. There must be a bad guy who could notice the juice drink.

"Paimon is so old now, and he won't pee in his pants at night." The mascot swung his legs and laughed, "Don't treat Paimon as a child just because he's small. Although this does have its advantages, every time I drool while sleeping, you think I'm careless..."

Snapped--

Paimon slapped his lips heavily, his pupils dilated in fear, and swallowed his saliva: "Why did Paimon say everything in his heart? What's going on? Fortunately, the traveler didn't know that Paimon..."

Ying smiled kindly: "What don't I know?"

Paimon closed his mouth again, his face flushed, and he rubbed his two little feet together, but he couldn't suppress the desire to talk in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Sometimes when I sleep on your chest, Traveler, I will use a little force, so that you can feel it and wake you up slowly and deliberately."

"I see. No wonder I was wondering why the weight you gave me was fluctuating. I thought you were secretly losing weight every once in a while without telling me!"

"Oh oh oh~"

With both hands clenched into fists, he pressed against Paimon's little head and rubbed it hard with a gloomy face. Paimon wailed in pain, which contrasted with the howling of the people gathered at the door.

When Paimon couldn't control himself and told the truth, they felt something was wrong and wanted to sneak away quietly, but the locked door stopped them. A true confession seemed inevitable.

"..."

"How about we first talk about who is truly innocent today, just like Sara, who didn't take any drugs." After a long silence, someone finally couldn't control himself and suggested.

"Anyway, Sara was drunk, so she couldn't hear our confession clearly. She can still be blamed for this later."