The little girl finally turned her head to look at An Ping and Shenhe, but she didn't answer the question.

"You're coming early... Do you want to witness the revival of Liyue's oldest and most majestic one? "The girl spoke slowly, with a mysterious, high-minded feeling.

"Huh?" Anping began to worry about whether the child had a hearing problem. However, An Ping suddenly thought of what Ying said before, the believer of the salt god.

Even though the gods he believes in have been dead for thousands of years, he still has a devout belief in them, wanting to uncover the veil of history and justify his gods.

Could this little girl also be a believer in this suppressed dragon? The reason why he appeared here was precisely because of the movements generated by the evil dragon's previous struggle, and he wanted to witness the revival of the demon god that his ancestors had followed?

"Little friend, the oldest and most majestic one you speak of... Does it mean the emperor? An Ping looked at the girl with a strange expression and asked.

"Hehehe... The usurper? The little girl's face showed an age-appropriate sneer, and her tone was very disdainful.

"History in the Eyes of Man... Sure enough, it only started from the time of mankind... Do you think that this will allow you to seal those dark sins in the old world and live in peace? Perhaps, if you are willing to indulge in hypocritical prosperity, then drown in it. After saying that, the child turned his head and stopped talking about Anping.

An Ping's face was full of smiles. This child's personality is a bit precocious. But she was indoctrinated with wrong ideas at a young age, and Anping felt that she should have spent a happier childhood, instead of growing up in hatred that had nothing to do with her.

During the Demon God War, there is only success or failure, and there is no right or wrong. While she was young, she dragged her back and asked her master Zhongli to brainwash her well, so as not to repeat the things of the salt god believer when she grew up.

"You're right, kid, but it's not early, you've been out for too long, it's time for the good boy to go home and rest. Can you tell my brother where your parents are? Brother will take you to find your parents..."Anping is not in a hurry to deny the girl's erroneous concept, first touch the remnants of this evil dragon, and then hand it over to Zhong Li to solve it.

Otherwise, in the future, these fanatics hiding in Liyue may cause something to happen in order to save the demon god they once believed in.

Anping believes that the little girl's parents should be around here, otherwise a girl of this age should not have been so clean after staying outside alone for three or four days.

However, the little girl did not pay attention to Anping. But this is not a problem for Anping, the child king of Qingce Zhuang.

What problem did he not receive for the child? The most important thing in dealing with children is patience. Just make her feel like you're in her group, and it's easy for a child to open up to you.

Let's start with the topic that the child is interested in.

"Do you know who is being suppressed under this tree, kid? Can you tell me the name of this oldest and most majestic being? Maybe I can help, right? An Ping smiled and leaned closer to the little girl.

"Hehehe... Have you finally lost your way? It's a pity that it's too late, those immortals vainly tried to bind them with trees, but they didn't know that thousands of years had already integrated the dragon tree into their flesh and blood... He stretched his arms, stretched his waist, stretched his roots... The leylines responded to him as he had hoped. Wait for the essence of the leylines to fill his hunger and thirst... The meaning of you and me here will no longer exist, right? Sure enough, when it comes to talking about the evil dragon suppressed under the tree, the girl responds.

However, Anping felt uncomfortable with the contempt in the girl's eyes. What he saw deep under that contempt was a dark vortex of extreme hatred and tyranny.

This kid... Brainwashed too much, the personality tends to be anti-social, and it seems to know too much.

An Ping restrained his smile and frowned.

"Did your family tell you what you just said? I don't understand, why don't you take me to your family and talk to them about this great being? ”

"Don't worry, you'll see... It won't be long—" The girl looked up at the canopy, and the smile on her face grew evil.

This kid can't help but be a little salty. To treat this kind of child, Anping has another trick. That's a loving slap.

Personalities that have been distorted must be corrected.

"Fart, big kid, god chatter... It's also the oldest and most majestic existence..."An Ping grabbed the little girl's waist and picked her up and clamped her around his waist, and slapped the upturned buttocks, and the crisp sound echoed under the tree.

"Do you dare to come out and say something if I smoke you?" After a whirlwind, the little girl with her face to the ground didn't realize what was happening, and her buttocks ached.

The girl's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and her wide eyes were full of shame and incredulity.

"Mortal! Hugh has transgressed! The girl who was held by Anping's hand around her waist struggled fiercely, but how could she break free from Anping's arm when she was young.

"Imp! Hugh is presumptuous! Anping slapped the girl's ass again. For this kind of hard-mouthed child, she must be given a shot until she is orally spoken.

When the second slap landed on the child's buttocks, the little girl trembled with anger, and her eyes were covered with a layer of gray.

Shenhe, who had been by An Ping's side, sensed that something was wrong, and stomped on the ground on his toes, and immediately summoned the Ice Urn Spirit.

"Beware!" An Ping's hand had just been raised, and the coolness from the bottom of his heart suddenly spread throughout his body.

Dangerous! An Ping's instincts gave him a drastic warning, causing his hairs to stand on end. When he realized that something was wrong with the child under his arm and wanted to get rid of it, the child had already turned into a cloud of black smoke and drifted away.

But the warning of danger still did not disappear, and the black smoke that swirled in the air did not go away, but condensed into a stream and shot towards Anping.

Anping didn't have time to dodge. Shenhe didn't save Anping after all, even if the spirit had resisted in front of Anping, his chest was still pierced by the black smoke turned by the girl and the spirit together.

"Poof!" The spirit dissipated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of An Ping's mouth, and he only had time to cover his chest, but soon his eyes turned black and he fell.

The black smoke finally drifted away.

"Anping!" Shenhe didn't care about tracking the whereabouts of the black smoke, and quickly reached out to help Anping, who had fallen.

An Ping, who lost consciousness, pulled the hand on his chest, and the blood on his chest suddenly gushed out nearly a finger high, and the clothes on his body were dyed red in the blink of an eye.

Shenhe, who was hugging Anping, felt the viscous warmth of blood on his hands, and found that Anping's life began to drain, and Tong Kong suddenly enlarged.

Unable to care less, she quickly tore apart Anping's clothes, covered the wound that had been pierced, and first froze it to temporarily stop the bleeding.

But this is just an expedient measure to prevent Anping from dying due to excessive blood loss, the life-threatening is the same injured internal organs, Shenhe doesn't know how to rescue, only immortals have a way here... It's just that Anping's current state, can he hold out until he takes him to find the immortal?

Shenhe looked at Anping, whose vitality was constantly flowing, looked at his own arms that were dyed red, and Shenhe, who had some memories of his childhood, and his eyes trembled violently in pain.

Sure enough, will you only bring disaster to the people around you? Dongdong! When Shenhe was about to hurry away with An Ping in his arms, he suddenly heard a sound like a heavy hammer beating a drum from his body.

Dongdong! Is this sound coming from Anping's heartbeat? Is this the sound that the human heart can make?

What the hell is going on? Shenhe was surprised to find that Anping's vitality had stopped flowing, and there was a vigorous vitality emanating from his body, healing Anping's seriously injured body.

Shenhe hurriedly put An Ping on the grass, wiped the blood clot that had melted in his chest at some point, and saw that the flesh of the wound that had just been pierced was wriggling and intertwining, almost completely healing.

The drumming in Anping's body is still the same, his vitality is gradually recovering, and his face, which has just become pale due to excessive blood loss, has also regained a little ruddy, according to this, it should be healed soon... Shenhe's hanging heart suddenly relaxed.

She doesn't think about the reason for Anping's abnormality, as long as Anping is fine. What about the little girl?

A chill drifted through Shenhe's eyes. But now it is still a priority to protect Anping, and it is not too late to wait until Anping wakes up for revenge.

Although the demon is the best at disguise, even she can't distinguish the human form that the demon has incarnated, and I'm afraid it's not simple.

The restlessness of demons is a harbinger of impending disaster... Could it be that Master is really as Master said... Shenhe, who knelt beside Anping and guarded, fell into deep thought.

The sound of drums in Anping's body weakened, Shenhe came back to his senses from his thoughts, and looked at Anping who had recovered his vitality, estimating that it would not take him long to wake up.

It was getting dark, and the girl never reappeared. Shenhe looked at the blood stains on the sleeves of his hands, walked to the stream to clean them, and when he returned to Anping's side, he looked at Anping's bloodstains, hesitated, and still carried Anping to the water's edge to help him clean.

The shirt had been destroyed, so Shenhe simply tore off Anping's shirt and washed it clean, using it as a towel to help Anping wipe the blood on his body.

When the blood stains were slowly washed away, Shenhe noticed that some black diamond-shaped lines appeared on Anping's body. Shenhe was very puzzled.

Why do such lines appear? It's not like a spell forbidden picture, could it be poisoned?

Shenhe's fingers were on the lines, and he sensed them carefully, and found that the lines came from the vitality in Anping's body, so he was relieved.

Looking at An Ping lying on the ground, Shenhe couldn't help but think of the expression on his senior sister's face when she was with him.

But why can't he even laugh when he is around? Shenhe didn't understand. An Ping's eyelids twitched twice, and it seemed that he was about to wake up.

"Ahh

"The stinky little ghost is very ruthless... I almost died..."An Ping covered the location of his wound as if nothing had happened, and sighed in his heart.

If he hadn't inherited the dragon's life force from Durin, he would have really been karma this time.

"Shenhe, are you alright?" Seeing Shenhe sitting in front of him, Anping was concerned.

"I'm fine, are you okay?" Seeing An Ping wake up, Shenhe also retracted the hand covering her body.

"It's just a small injury, it's healed, have you noticed where that little ghost has gone?"

"She fled quickly, I was worried about your body, I didn't go after it, I don't know where to flee." Shenhe shook his head.

"This little ghost is not simple, I'm afraid that the previous earthquake was caused by her, it seems that it was to break the seal here and release the evil dragon that was suppressed underground... Shenhe, do you know which demon god is being suppressed here? ”

"Master told me that what is being suppressed here is the emperor's former subordinate, Ruotuo Dragon King."

"Oh..."Anping sat up from the ground and nodded.

"It turned out to be the Dragon King... Ruotuo Dragon King?! An Ping, who recalled this familiar name, suddenly widened his eyes.

The gold and stone burst into dust, and the mountains and rivers were opened. Chuanglong's eyes have to be helped, and the rain and dew will come in the Panhuan year.

The storyteller's poems praising the Ruotuo Dragon King are even familiar to him, but this is the first time he has heard that the Ruotuo Dragon King, who had followed the emperor to sweep the Quartet, was suppressed in Nantianmen?

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"Why was the Ruotuo Dragon King suppressed by the Emperor?! Isn't he the emperor's scroll? "Anping is unbelievable.

"Master hasn't told me about these, and every time I talk about it, it's just a sigh."

"What the hell is going on..."Why Zhongli wanted to suppress the heroes who had fought in the Quartet underground, An Ping couldn't figure it out.

But I didn't bother to think about it, just go directly to Zhongli and ask about it. By the way, let him come over and wipe his ass by himself.

An Ping clearly knew that this was not something he could solve. According to the stories that still circulate in Liyue about the Daedric War, the Ruotuo Dragon King is second only to Zhongli and far more powerful than a demon god like Othello.

Anping still doesn't think that he will be the opponent of Oselle, who broke free from the seal in the first place, let alone Ruotuo Dragon King.

"I've got to get to the clock... People will deal with it, if the Dragon King breaks through the seal, it will be a big thing that will be turned upside down! An Ping rolled over and jumped up from the ground, and the cool evening breeze blew, and he noticed how his upper body became naked.

"Where's my clothes?!"

"It was contaminated with blood and it was damaged when I helped you stop the bleeding, so I simply tore it off." Shenhe picked up the rag-like fabric on the ground and handed it to Anping.

“... Forget it, if it's broken, it's broken. "Fortunately, Shenhe didn't tear his pants together, otherwise he would have to run back naked.

But what the little girl said before... The Fulongshu has been integrated into the flesh and blood of the Ruotuo Dragon King... The leylines are also replenishing its power... When she and Shenhe left, would the little girl find a chance to break the seal and release the Ruotuo Dragon King?

An Ping struggled for a few seconds, and a good idea suddenly popped up in his head.

"Shenhe... Let me tell you the story of an idler who eats and drinks without a wallet all day in Liyue Harbor..."