The sea breeze is gentle, and a small boat floats leisurely on the sea.

The towering Tianheng Mountain is like a mother with open arms, gently protecting her child, Liyue Harbor, from the invasion of madness.

The waves gently lapped the boat, and Shi Lan and Yun Jin stared at the boat with wide eyes, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

I dare not raise my voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven.

Yun Jin pointed to the clear blue sky and lowered her voice, "Just ...... Is it the Emperor of the Rocks?"

Shi Lan pressed her hand and said, "Don't use your fingers! It's rude!"

Yun Jin immediately put down her hand and stood in awe, "How do you compare that?"

"That's it." Shi Lan snorted at the sky.

Yun Jin learned to use it, and learned Shi Lan's appearance and said to Tiannu: "Oh oh...... That just now..."

"Just now? It must be the Emperor of the Rocks, who else is qualified to take an oath for someone else?"

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On the second floor of the Hall of the Dead, Zhongli's tea bowl reflected the two people on the sea.

The boy and the girl mentioned that the rock king and the emperor had to nunu mouth, and it seemed that there was a beauty that was missing from the brain stem.

Zhongli was expressionless, feeling that Osel was crawling on his body.

After a long time, he shook the tea and sighed: "It's a good girl, but it's a pity that she was damaged by Shi Lan......

If I had known, I wouldn't have talked much.

But I don't know what magic this kid has, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't play tricks......

"This kid, was it sent by Heaven to wear me down..."

"Also, why did you go to the Lonely Cloud Pavilion?"

Feeling the movement under the sea, Zhongli stopped talking.

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"Let's go quickly......" Shi Lan craned her neck, urging her elemental power to prepare for the wave back.

This rock prince is really weird, and he didn't come to invite the fairy ceremony, so he and Yun Jin pulled him out to join in the fun.

He began to wonder if he had done something disrespectful to the emperor.

"Shi Lan... Let's go?" Yun Jin saw that Shi Lan was in a daze, and the boat didn't move for a long time, so she urged anxiously.

"Let's go...... We're not, huh?"

Shi Lan shuddered violently, and was horrified to find that his elemental power was actually out of control......

It's really sinking into the sea, and it's still draining in a steady stream, like someone who has inserted a straw in their own vision, greedily absorbing their own elemental power.

His face was pale, and he felt like he was about to be drained.

"How is this possible?"

"What's wrong with you?" Yun Jin was a little worried.

"It's okay...... it's okay," Shi Lan looked around, only to realize that they had already floated to the Lonely Cloud Pavilion at some point.

You can even see the "Death Omen", the main flagship of the "Southern Cross" fleet, which is docked not far away.

Shi Lan began to panic and hurriedly closed the Vision of God.

Seeing the Vision turn back to its dim form, and the feeling of being extracted disappeared, which also made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why don't we try to paddle back?" Yun Jin didn't know what was wrong with Shi Lan, but because of the emperor's sudden intervention, she was a little panicked now, and she had to end this "date" early.

"Alright then......

It seemed that the Vision of God could not be used here, so Shi Lan had no choice but to give up, holding the oars in his hand, recalling the rowing pictures he had seen before, and rowing in a decent manner while standing on the boat. ….

Hurry up, hurry up, this place is really evil.

The boat slowly turned around under Shi Lan's control, and made its way towards Liyue Harbor at a high speed.

At this speed, the waves also account for the credit of the eighth layer.

Yun Jin stood at the bow of the boat, cheering for Shi Lan with her little hands: "Yes, Shi Lan! Come on!"

Shi Lan said worriedly, "Slow down! Don't fall! I can't swim!"

"Nonsense!" Yun Jin puffed out her mouth, "You've rescued people who fell into the water before

Keqing, don't try to lie to me!"

"Uh... What's this...... Hehe, I don't want you to be careful......

"That's right, Shi Lan." Yun Jin sat down obediently, put her feet together, grabbed the side of the boat with her hands, and said curiously, "Do you know Sister Beidou?"

Shi Lan, who was rowing hard, shook his head: "I don't know, that is, I stay at the familiarity of the helper."

"Then how are you sure that Big Sister Beidou will take you on the boat?"

"Well......

Shi Lan smiled and said, "Isn't Big Sister Beidou going to recruit sailors on board through a martial arts competition? I want to use this opportunity to get acquainted with the eldest sister, and then try to win the championship and dominate, then the eldest sister should let me get on the boat."

"I see." Yun Jin shook her head secretly in her heart, still feeling that Shi Lan's thinking was a little simple.

It's fine if you're an adult, but you're still underage, and it's unlikely that Beidou will take a thirteen-year-old child on board.

"If he can't get on the boat, he can come and see my show......

"But if he stays, will he be disappointed? Wouldn't you be unhappy?"

Yun Jin shook her head, thinking that she should still help him.

"But how can I help? I'm not too familiar with Big Sister Beidou......

Yun Jin rummaged through the script, thinking about it, and suddenly remembered that Big Sister Beidou would often come to listen to her grandfather sing when she was in Liyue.

"Why don't you ask your grandfather to help you build a line?"

"But the 28th "Southern Cross" set sail, and there was no performance before that......

Yun Jin frowned, feeling a sense of weakness.

Similarly, Yun Jin was thinking about how to get Shi Lan on board, and Shi Lan was also thinking about this issue.

He also knows that it is not realistic to let Beidou take him on board the ship through the martial arts competition, not to mention whether he can win the championship yet, he is playing in the junior group, and Hu Tao also keeps helping him go through the back door to win the championship, this kind of water injection champion fool can see the strangeness at a glance, not to mention the expert of Beidou.

"I heard that Sister Ningguang and Sister Beidou seem to be very familiar, do you want Sister Ningguang to help build a line?"

The boy and girl were silent, but they all thought about the same thing, that is, how to let Beidou take Shi Lan on the boat.

The boat sailed slowly and slowly, and it took about half an hour to arrive at the port dock.

And when he arrived at the port, feeling the noisy voices, Shi Lan carefully lit up the Vision of God, and to his relief, the feeling of loss of elemental power no longer appeared.

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Lord Lone Cloud, a dilapidated seabed, where the sun does not shine, stands many angular stone pillars.

There was no life around, no corals, and not a single fish or shrimp. ….

Sunken fishing boats, the bones of sea beasts, time here seems to have stopped.

In the icy underwater stone forest, one of the huge stone pillars was nailed deep into the bottom of the sea, as if piercing through the earth's crust.

The seabed was torn apart by the stone pillars, and there were deep and deep cracks everywhere.

In the darkness of the crack, a thick tentacle stretched out with difficulty, and after that, there was an ancient and distant low howl.

"Power of Prayer ......"

The golden light connected the entire stone forest, and the majestic divine power began to spread, turning into golden threads, illuminating this seabed transparently.

Like a living creature, the gold thread bypassed the stone pillar to accurately capture the position of the tentacles, and turned into sharp needles and pierced into the tentacles' bodies.

There was a cry of pain from beneath the abyss, but it didn't give up easily, and its tentacles stretched out as hard as it could, trying to get closer to the surface of the sea, greedily absorbing the elemental power fluctuations coming from the surface.

"The power of prayer... A little more...... A little bit is good..."

The stone pillar forests, which had lived for thousands of years, began to gradually collapse.

When a stone pillar collapsed, Zhongli suddenly opened his eyes.

Brushing the dust up, came to the window, and looked in the direction of the Lonely Cloud Pavilion.

Recalling that disgusting, wet feeling, Zhongli's face stiffened.

He paced back and forth in the room with his hands in his hands, hesitating whether to make a move.

Suddenly, he saw Keqing passing by the bridge, and the little girl smiled brightly and walked towards the bustling Huyan Street.

In the corridor of the drum tower, a thrush flew by, caught by a sudden swing of the net, and the children let out a burst of cheers.

And the caught thrush did not give in, struggling in the net pocket, and the bird's eyes longed for the wide sky.

With its beak and its grasp, it forced back the little hands that tried to grab it out of its pocket. It tore at the cable with all its might, even if its arm was wounded by the cable.

The thrush broke through the net, lowered his head and bit off the feathers hanging from the net, flapped his messy wings, flew past Zhongli's window, and rushed to the high heavens of freedom.

He smiled with relief and looked down the bridge at the port.

"That's it, that's it."

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Owl