Chapter Twenty-Seven: This Time Is Different From The Past

Hearing this, Oser squinted his eyes slightly, and continued in a deep voice: "I only have one question, you tell me, and I agree." ”

Looking at Osir, who was a little stunned in front of him, Qing suddenly smiled lightly and said, "Morax has fallen. ”

"Fallen ......"

Hearing Qing's words, Oser raised his hand and touched his head as if in disbelief, followed by a smile that he couldn't help but smile, looking at Qing in front of him, his whole body was surging, and he said, "I'm going to let the whole of Liyue fall with Morax, by the way, who are you?" ”

"Qing."

Qing sighed softly and pulled Shadow back two steps, he could feel the divine power in Osier's body began to become more and more violent.

"Sword Demon Shenqing?"

Osel looked at Qing with some surprise, and then said with a chuckle: "You are also sealed by Morax himself, presumably your hatred for him is as complete as mine." ”

"I've seen Morax's fall with my own eyes, and that's enough."

Ignoring Osier's invitation, Qing suddenly chuckled and continued, "Speaking of which, you don't want to be dealt with by some humans. ”

"Hahahaha."

Hearing this, Oser pursed his lips with disdain as if he had heard some joke, and then said: "Although the long-term seal has caused my strength to be different from the past, it is not comparable to those ants. ”

"The Sword Comes"

"Very good, we won't stop you."

Qing nodded lightly, raised his head and glanced at the huge stone sculpture behind Oselle, and directly pulled the shadow and disappeared in place.

Looking at the cave that was empty again in an instant, Oser couldn't help frowning, and snorted coldly: "Sure enough, it's as moody as rumored, and not doing it just saves my skills." ”

As soon as the words fell, Auxer's body began to dissipate, and then melted into the stone sculpture behind him as a star.

As if sensing the increase in divine power, slight cracks began to appear on the stone carving, and after a few hours, it was able to completely break free from the seal.

On an isolated island at this time, Qing Heying was standing here, watching the boundless sea and sky intersect on the left and right, sensing the gradually increasing power of Osier.

"Looks like everything is going well."

Qing breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, then reached out and touched the cold hanging on his waist, and continued with a slight smile: "It's time to compete in acting skills next, but fortunately, I'm talented." ”

The shadow next to him withdrew his hands, hugged them in his arms, frowned slightly and asked, "Aren't you going to fight it?" ”

"It's no longer the whirlpool demon god who led the sea to the sky, and now it's no match for people at all."

Qing casually recalled the past, and then sighed softly, and said: "Now it has no interest in me fighting with it." ”

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the shadow couldn't help but show a hint of a smile, tilted her head to look at Qing, and the thunder ring behind her quietly appeared, flashing with a faint thunder light, and said in her voice: "Come with me to Inazuma, and let you, the demon god of the sword, take a look at my sword." ”

"Now that everyone advocates harmony, why do you always talk about fighting and killing?"

Qing waved his hand casually, turned around and walked towards the sky and said, "Besides, martial arts competitions always need to be colored, don't they?" ”

"Okay, then whoever loses, who promises the other party one thing."

Shadow slowly followed behind Qing, looking quite warlike.

Hearing this, Qing suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the shadow walking over, and said with a chuckle: "I have to say, this color head really interests me." ”

"Then wash your neck."

Shadow glanced at Qing coldly, then turned into a bolt of lightning and disappeared in place.

Looking at the shadow leaving at the speed of light, Qing couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, and took one last look at the direction of the sea, and disappeared.

And less than a quarter of an hour later, a small boat moved here from a distance that was not too fast.

Yuanlu on the ship looked around at nothing, frowned tightly, looked at the colleague next to him, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, it seems that I read it wrong." ”

"It's okay, the eldest sister said don't let go of any suspicious points."

The sailor smiled and waved his hand, held the oar in his hand, and continued with a smile: "Speaking of which, there may be someone who can stand in mid-air, and even if there is, it is an immortal, and it is normal not to want to be bothered by ordinary people such as me." ”

"Well, that's good."

Hearing this, Yuanlu nodded slightly, retracted his gaze, and then clenched the oars, and the two of them drove the boat and continued to sail into the distance.

……

Liyue Harbor.

The entrance of the Hall of the Dead was crowded, and countless people gathered here, listening to the innermost Hu Tao give a lecture to everyone.

Qing also squeezed into the crowd, and Hu Tao obviously spotted him as well, squeezing his eyes mischievously at him.

Speaking of which, this is a course jointly organized by the Department of General Affairs and the Church of the Dead in order to adjust the atmosphere and commemorate the emperor, but Hu Tao has carried a lot of private goods between the various short stories and tried to implant advertisements for his own business.

Qing looked at Hu Tao, who was gushing like a river, and couldn't help but smile, and then stood in the middle of the crowd and became a listener.

In this way, half an hour has passed, and today's class has just ended, looking at the people who turned around and left while chatting about the sky, Hu Tao patted it very satisfied, stepped forward and hugged Qing, who was still standing in place, and asked, "How is it?" The level of the main hall master is very good, right? ”

"It's simply Teyvat's strongest eloquence, and I'm a fan of your hall master now!"

Qing's eyes widened slightly exaggeratedly, and then he couldn't help laughing with Hu Tao, and then continued: "It's a pity that I am the only member of the hall master's support club, and I refuse to allow others to join. ”

"Hmm...... Sounds good. ”

Hu Tao lowered his head and thought about it for a few seconds rather seriously, and then continued: "Then the hall master should also join in, you are alone in the province." ”

"Then thank you, Hall Master."

Qing raised his hand and gently pinched Hu Tao's cheek, and the two of them laughed and walked towards the afterlife hall.

"Hall Master, Mr. Qing."

Along the way, the disciples of the Dead Life Hall were all greeting Hu Tao and Qing who were passing by, and then turned around and continued to be busy.

Looking at the busy crowd, Qing's heart suddenly sighed, and then asked before Hu Tao sensed it, "What about Zhongli?" Didn't you tell him to prepare something? ”