Mondstadt, Embassy of the Solstice.

In the eyes of the Fatui members, especially the Lady's hidden fan sister Anastasia, the Lady is elegant and always graceful, with a kind of arrogance and dignity like a winter flower that blooms only in the ice fields of her hometown.

Every day, the lady will finish breakfast from the dining room at 7:50 punctually, and if she has no "work" business today, she will return to the study, take out a book from hundreds of years ago, and read it on the sofa, with a cup of fresh jasmine tea on the small table.

At noon, for the lady's lunch, she likes to order a dish of stewed meat with vegetables in white sauce from the Deer Hunter's Restaurant.

The weather in the Solstice Country is cold, and the diet is biased towards high-calorie hard dishes, and I heard that the lady is not a native of the Solstice Country, but her eating habits have been greatly affected.

In the afternoon, the lady woke up for half an hour and began to process the paperwork from the Solstice Country, and Anastasia, as the counselor, helped with some secretarial work.

Occasionally, she would catch a glimpse of the lady "asking" her out after she had finished her work and stretched.

Once, as if the lady had forgotten about Anastasia and was sitting alone on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Anastasia looked up and saw the lady open a long worn box with a rusty piano quietly stored inside.

"Can a lady play the piano too?" Anastasia thought to herself.

She didn't know, or few people know nowadays, that [Madame] Rosalyn's singing voice was the best in Mondstadt, and her singing voice was beautiful and melodious, but she didn't have the gentle vitality that many men had, and Rosalind hated to study and sing in Fengshen Square, which attracted a small crowd to stop.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the white fire burned the entire low tower, and suddenly, the white fire stagnated, and then purple and scarlet oozed from the paint white, and the wriggling pieces of flesh contracted tightly, and were burned into tar and sprinkled down.

Weng Lianyu said.

There were several low towers of white flesh, and a dragon with bloody white scales and armor was sleeping, and the purple crystals under its back turned into a number of silk threads, connecting the dragon's eight wings, like a marionette.

Ying drew the sword of the west wind.

[Harlequin] was rescued and joined the Fatui.

"The guardian who has been forgotten by the world, turn around and devote himself to the existence that has been fighting, there is a melon dead keng I valley~"

The tail at the end protrudes with sharp piercing bones, and burns white-purple flames.

……

As we all know, even if it is a damage, it can be stacked into a shield with corpses to stop the opponent's pace, and it will be bad for a second.

Qiu Qiu took out the equipment of the small family from outside the dust song pot, and the group wore the wings of the wind, and quickly flew towards the corrosive tower with the help of the wind.

Qin friendship gift, there is a sword? Ying means cooked.

After all, the Abyss Order did not have the idea of transforming the Vortex Demon God Othello into a mechanical puppet Demon God, and sought out the eyes of the first cultivator as the control core.

In Chukhu's mind, a picture emerged.

A roar.

That is justification by faith!

It turned out to be a repeat offender.

"Of course, although it was more laborious than expected, with the help of the Sky Lyre, it was still broken." Lin Ye took out the Sky Lyre.

The white dragon Diluc stretched out his wings, the barrier was broken, the sunlight was obscured, and the white night was delayed.

"If you have any questions, let's find a way to retreat first." Weng Lianyu said calmly.

"Diluc..."

"The people of the Abyss Order should know of your arrival."

The Ice Abyss Mage looked up at the low tower in the center of the old capital, wrapped in white flesh and blood, the white flesh spread red blood vessels, and the countless liquids flowed outside, merging into the inside.

The inhuman abyss monster raised its head, Diluc was indeed even weaker, and it was necessary to use the power of the Seven Winds Guardian to envelop an old city that was inferior in scale to the current Wendy, with a hurricane, forming a barrier to isolate the inner realm.

The Ice Abyss Mage who was burned by the white fire let out a scream, a sharp wail and a sharp taunt.

"I haven't opened it yet, I'm quite nervous." Lin Ye put the piano in the sky and said with satisfaction.

It was a burly and slender demon dragon, breathing wind, fire and poison between its teeth, and every element within a radius was suppressed by my breath.

When the hilichurls didn't shine, they dodged slowly.

It is like the 17 magic pillars in mythology, and evil is recorded below.

The flames were illusory, and the shadow of a dragon wrapped in wings gradually became cloudy.

"That ancient ruin, itself is older than the Seven Winds Guardian, Weng Lian is a city-state that is called a king, but after that, there is no tyrant to rule, and there is no kingdom he established, and in the future, there will be no barrier to cover the sky and the sun."

"Hey, it's disgusting, what's that?" Paimon said in disgust, "I've got goosebumps, are you going anywhere?" ”

Weng Lian took out the Dragon Abyss Crack, I aimed at the ice abyss mage, did you say anything, shot an arrow from Ping A, and tested a wave.

Anas looked pensive, I know why Hilichurls slapped the face of the Abyss Mage of the Water System at the Temple of the Wolf of the North Wind.

"It will take two weeks for Mondstadt to fully absorb the power of Mondstadt, and what he has to do is to ensure that the hatchery goes smoothly."

Hilichurls also frowned, originally I was very concerned about whether what happened in reality was the same as the plot of the game, but Mondstadt has appeared, Diluc will be transformed by the Abyss Mage?

Wendy's natives, Jean and Anas, have very ugly faces, and we know if Mondstadt is like that after 700 years, but we suspect that there is definitely a certain feature of Weng Lianyu's body that is terrifying.

Lin Ye turned around as he spoke, plucking the strings, and a wind field rose next to him.

was stabbed to death by Shenhe before that.

The man was stunned for a moment, you looked up, you are a demon man, and you are given power by the ice god, Rosalyn's intuition is beyond ordinary people.

The real abyss, shouldn't it be less terrifying?

The death of her lover Rustein has nothing to do with Lin Ye, Rosalyn is vague in her heart, but you are the fantasy of the time, and you must have come a little earlier, whether Rustein is yes or will he die?

When we were fighting just now, you and Lin Ye were watching.

That extremely mocking speech and behavior made the Ice Abyss Mage angry.

The miracles shown by Weng Lian have not yet confirmed his identity.

The disappointing God is God, and it is faith!

Entrance to the Wind Dragon Ruins.

After walking for half an hour, Weng Lian saw the low tower in the center from a distance, yes, wrongly said to be a regular piece of meat, like a special peristalsis of a living body, like a beating heart, and the blood vessels below deliver nutrients, and like an egg about to hatch.

"Uh...... Ha ha. Weng Lian laughed dryly.

"Everyone, get out of the way, it's time for the worst bard on earth to finish plucking the strings I have in hand."

Lin Ye's words were mainly to explain to Paimon and Shenhe that Anas and Qin, as excellent students, naturally knew that Ying's words were ruthlessly making up lessons outside of Lisa, and as for Qiuqiu, I had seen this tyrant.

"That's going to wipe out all the good eggs." Paimon raised his fist.

Diluc, the white dragon, is like a spider, with two huge poison sacs drilled out of his back, and the poison sacs secrete several white silk threads, which are connected with the eight wings and seven claws of the white dragon Weng Lianyu.

Without the blessing of the wind in the wilderness, the time spent was shortened by about one-eighth, originally 70 days, but only two weeks.

Along the way, a few monsters jumped out to stop it, and the Durins who were controlled by the abyss mages were really the same as the wild monsters outside the game, jokes, even if he could do you for a second, he was afraid of death, and the Rushing Durins were determined to cast the Breath of Fire Kagura Dance.

The Abyss Mage rushed into the Corrosive Tower, and the white fire spread rapidly.

"You rush through with the wings of the wind, and it's slower."

There was a trace of the birds, and in an instant, two winds collided, and in a moment, the ears of the hicchurls heard some kind of sound of rapid friction, and the wind was small and charming, and when I opened my eyes, the dark sky that had been a barrier to cover the sun was sprinkled with bright sunlight, and I could see the blue sky and white clouds when I looked up.

The entire Wind Dragon Ruins were trembling, with the low tower as the center, flowing out of a thick white-red slurry, which was not very weakly corrosive, forcing Qiu Qiu and the others to move forward and hide in the lower places.

Today, men's repetition is a daily routine, you stroke the old piano, and recall the appearance of Lin Ye and Diluc.

The Abyss Mage is a product of the Abyss, and it has been fed to Weng Lianyu like a martyr with the most advanced nutrients she needs.

"Next time, it's bad luck and he escapes, that time he took the initiative to send him down the door, you must transform him into the most beautiful monster and become your plaything!"

In reality, the scale of the Wind Dragon Ruins is far greater than that of the game, and the bad thing is that Weng Lian remembers the route to steal the house, and the closer to the interior, the deeper the connection with Diluc, and it is possible to get lost.

The hilichurl's body was filled with two winds, blessed by the gods Barbatos and Dicarabian.

Just as he was about to arrive, a sudden ice feather struck the hillock.

In the midst of the scene, Weng Lian, who was unfamiliar with the aura of the demon god, was the first to perceive the changes that had taken place under Weng Lian.

The hilichurl sensed that the flame was my white flame again.

"Anyway, you guys retreat." Qin is the most attentive person in addition to the forest, and your sense of mission and responsibility prompts you to solve it quickly and neatly.

"There hasn't been an old man yet, who will come back to Weng Lian?" The man thought to himself.

Just as the man was reminiscing about the past, the only broken string suddenly broke.

"You're meeting again."

"So, Diluc is borrowed, and there is no word to describe it, oh, the dove occupies the magpie's nest." Paimon concluded.

Weng Lianyu and Qin were silent.

From afar, the hill saw a barrier that seemed to reach the sky.

Chuqiu and his party made bad preparations and rode slow horses, like a team of heroes in the mouth of a bard, and walked down the journey to slay the dragon with hesitation.

Inexplicably remembered the Wall of Maria.

“… The abyss mage wants to transform Weng Lianyu into a new Weng Lian, and the ritual is still unsuccessful, otherwise even if you don't have a glow on your side, you will have the power to return to the sky. ”

Qiu Qiu and the others landed smoothly and came into close contact with the corroded low tower, and the detailed aura that came out of it was even weaker.

Deep in the ruins of the Wind Dragon.

Jean and Ying looked at each other.

"Mondstadt." Lin Ye did not act as a riddler, said in front of Anas and Jean.

The white dragon Diluc opened his scarlet eyes, my open fangs sucked venom, and the already small body was nourished, showing a scale equivalent to the Ferris wheel of later generations, majestic and terrifying.

"Who?" Hilichurl asked.

The shield that the ice abyss mage had put on him was directly pierced and broken, and was shot under the ground by the inertia of the arrow, and the whole person burned.

Now, Chuqiu has come to the old city of the king of the past, how can the power in his body not react.

The Ice Abyss Mage recalled the orders issued by the temple after leaving, and it lost its ugliness after it was on the temple, so he was determined to complete the important task entrusted by the temple.

At that time, a few monsters appeared in the distance of the entrance, those were cannon fodder Doryns who were controlled by the abyss mage.

The hills and the hills we stand on the ground, and a thousand winds go around us and beat the barrier.

The eight wings that were originally flowing with starlight rotted into thin wings, and the veins of the fibers were dense, if it was a white night, this was not the devil's eight pairs of eyes watching the world.

The dragon that was supposed to live in hell was just a marionette.

"On the Forest Pavilion, can't you break through the barrier?" Jean asked.

"Righteous fellows, go down and beat those evil minions into pigs' heads once again!"

"Who is he?" Hilichurl tilted his head.

Rosalyn has a way to accept the death of her lover and become a demon man, your grief can be healed by friends, and your grief can be healed by time

Weapons, an inch long, an inch weak, convinced.

"It's been a long time since I've been there." The forest is full of broken walls, more dilapidated than the next time, and in a few thousand years, everything will turn into powder of history.

The barrier only severed the connection between the woods and Diluc, and at the same time blocked the connection between the hills and the ruins of the wind dragon-

Lin Ye was willing to waste his time under the Abyss Mage, I waved my hand and said impassionedly.

Diluc was awakened.

"You never wanted to live! Heroes, they're late! Diluc's hatching is complete at this moment! ”

There is not a single absurd idea that pervades the hearts of the people.

Smooth settlement before.

"Diluc's power has become strange, it's the wind wall that has cut you off from Weng Lianyu. Honestly, you feel the strange breath from the magic flowing under the wind wall. Lin Ye frowned.

What is evil?

In the past, it was a time and space that existed, and only the memory of the magical leylines could show it, and 8,000 years ago, the king who woke up from his dying dream met in the capital city that he was proud of, and gave [the broken dream of the lonely king of the low tower].

The arrow is on the string, and the flame is white.

From heaven and earth, eight thousand winds swirl like a fierce storm, but they gather in one place, enough to form a tide that can be stopped.

Seven hundred years have passed, and the hatred and anger burning in the man's heart have not stopped, and the flame burns more and more when he learns from the empress that the bard is the god of wind that you once believed.

"Oh, remember, he was the one you slapped into a pig's head? They look the same way as the Abyss Mage. ”

The more fantasy they are, the more they can endure the loneliness of reality, and the man's attitude towards Lin Ye has changed from a devout believer to an enemy and an enemy.

Hilichurl frowned, is that guy so rigid?

And these monsters, human tribes living in ruins, fell into fear.

Lin Ye's body emitted a cyan light, facing away from everyone, and some people saw that Lin Ye's eyes revealed a sacred and violable majesty, and he usually showed people with a false and serious appearance for many years, and it was shocking to show a little bit of the authority of the wind god.

The Ice Abyss Mage floated above the Corroded Tower, gritting his teeth at the hilichurl.

"Paimon is right, the good guy is defeated by the messenger of justice, and that is the ending of the story that will teach the good guy." Lin Ye said with a smile.

Lin Ye's expression seemed to be about to cry.

At the same time, the white hole that the hilichur found in the border hound's lair next time collapsed inward little by little, and the roar outside became more and more muddy, like a demon from the fourteenth layer of hell gradually crawling down the world, venting the madness and paranoia of polluting the world.