Morax stood up again, straightened up, and pointed to the place where the boundary river and the starry sky met in the distance and said: "That is where the World Tree is located, before you realize that you are dreaming, everything you see is just a projection of branches, and only when you clearly perceive that you have entered the dream can you reach the real World Tree." ”

The young man nodded, and his words gave him a sense of Nahida's déjà vu, if Morax was substituted for Nahida or the other way around...... No, no, no, that's terrible.

But didn't you say you hung on it for two seconds during a fight? How do you know so clearly? Sure enough, whether it is the young version or the plus version, Morax is the master of the train with a mouthful of mouths.

"The last thing, you just use the World Tree to heal the soul, don't believe in its good and evil, don't define and distinguish between right and wrong." Morax looked down at the young man's eyes, his golden pupils shining in the dark shadows like the sun sinking into the depths of the abyss.

The Riddler recreates the ancient .jpg Teyvat

The young man did not understand, but he agreed very solemnly, and he pulled Morax down again, reached out and patted the top of his head, as he usually patted himself, and smiled:

"It's okay, I'll definitely come back safely, I have two powerful demon gods, it's you, don't lose!"

Morax also laughed, stood up and rubbed his hair fiercely: "It seems that you usually have less practical combat classes with me, where do you see that I will lose?" ”

The young man was serious: "I can't fight, I definitely can't measure your true strength, and the name of the Heavenly Principle Maintainer sounds very powerful." ”

Morax smiled faintly: "It's okay, you'll know who's better when you come back." ”

The young man maintains a serious appearance on the surface, but in fact, he is handsome and almost has star eyes.

Brother, if you maintain this strength and self-confidence in the original plot, why should you be stabbed so badly!

Or is it because the force value is too buggy that it was cut in the later stage?

Sensing that his mind had gone off to a strange place, the young man hurried back to his senses, really, every time he brewed a feeling, this magical game cutscene would always make him play.

Qing Sui looked at the place where the World Tree had taken root, the throne behind him was about to crumble, and the God of Contract at his side would face the maintainer of Heavenly Principles, while he himself was seeking a future to live.

Sure enough, people will become more and more greedy, and they accept it calmly in the past twenty years of life, and they feel that hundreds of years in this life are not enough.

World Tree ...... What does it look like?

"See you tomorrow." Morax said this like an ordinary goodbye.

Why tomorrow?

As soon as the young man raised his doubts, before he could react, a huge momentum hit from behind, and he only had time to see a burst of dazzling golden light and a spatial rift through which the tip of the spear slashed, and he was planted in the distant boundary river.

The empty river flowed slowly, obviously not touching anything, but still felt something like the flow of water soaked the whole body, the strange force dragged the body to sink to the bottom of the river, and the bones of the dragon king and the demon god were slowly washed in it, sometimes new and sometimes old, the young man struggled to turn around, and he could no longer see Morax's figure.

Ah, it's a pity, I thought I could see the scene of Morax and Tenri fighting.

However, Morax definitely didn't come to Tianli simply to let him enter the World Tree, because Morax himself said that Tianli would not break the contract, so he could completely redeem that reward to Tianli to enter the World Tree, unless there was something more important than his life and death.

It is important for the young man to indulge himself in the invisible river of the realm, but it is important for someone to care if you are alive or not, so he will definitely come back.

The long white and golden hair fluttered, like a large expanse of clear sunlight gathered together, rich and bright, and the little boy gently closed his eyes and answered softly in his heart.

See you tomorrow.

–

"World...... Rejected my ......"

The young man hammered the table irritably, and scolded in a low voice: "Damn! Dead again! ”

"Be quiet at night, so you don't let people sleep?!" The roommate rolled over and reprimanded.

The young man folded his hands and shook him a few times, then hammered his thigh, grinning in pain.

In the dimly lit dormitory, the game interface on the small mobile phone screen is constantly changing, and the damage effects are constantly flashing, reflecting the young man's face in a flickering light.

A little tired from playing, he twisted his neck against the back of his neck, and looked up to see that the morning sun outside the hospital was just angry, and the spring breeze blew through the window lattice, causing a ripple on the skin full of pinholes.

The lunch box left by the mother was placed on the bedside table, and a Chinese paper deliberately thrown by the younger brother was stuffed into the gap between the lid of the lunch box.

On the game interface, the traveler is talking to the guest secretary of the Dead Hall.

The young man lowered his head, his pale, almost transparent cheeks and emaciated body looking like a dying soul rather than a living person, and he suddenly felt a trance as he looked at the side face of Morax, who had given the heart of God to the lady on the screen.

"You almost got a scholarship last semester, that's 3,000 yuan, just to pay Xiaobao's tuition......"

"What's going on? Other children all scored 100 points, why do you score 95 points? Dizzy? You don't get dizzy when you go out to play, but you get dizzy when you go to school and take exams, right? Come here, you see that I won't kill you today! ”

"Mom is also good for you, don't ask for this leave, just cough and drink some frangipani, how long will it take to make up for missing a class?"

"Okay, okay, you're sick, you play games reasonably, right? I worked so hard to earn money to treat you and let you play games? Look at your classmates, who came back from surgery last month and took the second place in the class! ”

"What happened to the appendix? Is appendix surgery not surgery? Don't people also insist on learning from illness? Why can't you? Why aren't you as strong as everyone else? ”

God of Contracts...... Because it is the desire of equal exchange, it is an omnipotent god.

If there were souls reincarnated in the world, it would be a blessing to go to Teyvat to be an ordinary Liyue person in the next life, and to be guarded by such a god.

But in the next life, he still wants to be a bird, because people can't fly, and he still wants to be a panda, and he doesn't have to worry about becoming a national treasure, and he wants to be money, be liked by everyone, and maybe be a person, be a person who is healthy, rich, and has a more complete family......

It may sound like greed, but if it's a wish, it's okay to be greedy.

The young man could no longer pick up his phone and follow the traveler to explore Teyvat, his life had come to an end, and he could only reminisce about the journey he had traveled over and over again.

Last time, a good big guy came in to help him brush the holy relics all night, and he seemed to have promised someone something, and that was half a month ago.

Speaking of which, he hasn't even drawn a single five-star, hasn't waited for Zhongli to revert, and hasn't owned his god yet.

The process of dying didn't seem to be alive and painful, and easily, blood rushed out of his body, taking away all life, and he seemed to feel his heartbeat gradually fall silent and return to peace.

"No, heartbeat, why?"

"Demon gods are not human, they don't need a heartbeat, if you like it, I will remember it in the future."

"For a long time!"

"For a long time? It's only been two days, don't be afraid, I'm not that fragile creature, neither are you, I'll come back, and you'll wait until I come back. ”

"You're getting more and more proficient at simulating heartbeats now, it sounds like the real thing."

"I remember a guy who had to sleep with him on his back at night, but I had nightmares when I couldn't hear my heartbeat."

"Huh? Who is it? I don't know. ”

"Don't force it, I won't leave you if I can't do it."

“…… Oh. ”

"Then what am I going to do, you're going to leave me behind?"

"I'll never leave you, didn't you say it yourself, it depends on what I look like when I'm old."

[If only there really was a god of contract, everything promised would be done, and the promised love would not be withdrawn.] 】

"You're one more of a Thousand Rock Sets, aren't you? It's too late today, so we'll continue tomorrow!"

"Good night, see you tomorrow!"

Gilded eyes were gentle but firm, and he said, "See you tomorrow." ”

The young man opened his eyes blankly, tears slipped silently, the warm sun shone on him, the breeze came slowly, the spring flowers bloomed, and the lake in front of him set off ripples.

A thousand winds passed by his ears, and the little elf picked up a strand of long white and golden hair, curiously wrapped around his body, and the glittering hair curled up softly, and rolled the elf into the long satin hair, buried in it and struggled for a long time.

The lake reflects a small child, about five or six years old, carved in powder, shallow orange gold rippling in the eyes, the six leaves and four flower-like pupils are pure and ethereal, the expression is indifferent and not close to human feelings, and the soft and light hair color will make him more and more cold, like a god looking down on the world.

He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and rummaged through the long hair that was winding around him for a moment, pulling out a small rock crown and a wind elf scratching his head in embarrassment.

The young man shook the wind elf's stupid hair a few times in front of his eyes, and he couldn't tell if this guy was the drunkard poet of the later generations, maybe this guy was just an ordinary wind elf?

It doesn't matter, whatever it is, I don't know if it's real or fake anyway!

Morax didn't say that there was such a situation, didn't he go to the World Tree? Where is this? Old Mondstadt?

The young man casually threw the wind elf aside, clumsily tied his hair, and pulled off several handfuls of hair before he successfully buttoned the rock crown on his head, and wore it crookedly, now there is no sense of coldness and distance, only the child's hair comb is really buried this feeling.

He stood up, looked around for a long time, and then confidently stepped into the lake, and then plunged into it, his face was full of water and he got up, the wind elf circled around him, his head was shaking, although there was no sound, but that look must have been laughing!

The young man quickly grabbed the trembling hair again, and grinned: "Hehe! Funny? ”

The wind elf immediately became honest, opened his eyes wide, and then was caught off guard by the strange guy in front of him and planted into the deeper lake together, frightened directly into a wisp of a thousand winds and drifted out, and then reunited on the shore, and then stiffened in fear.

The young man didn't care about it, the whole person sank into the lake, but this time it was the real water that frantically drilled into the nose and mouth, and the divine power instinctively protected himself, and the light reflected the whole lake sparkling.

The wind elf turned around a few times in a hurry, gathering a faint wind to blow the lake, but only setting off a small wave.

However, it did not witness the achievement of "the first demon god drowned in water" at the age of youth.

The young man pulled the light shield and sent himself to the lake, the water vapor continued to rise from his body, and the hypoxic brain finally reacted.

"Before you realize you're dreaming, everything you see is just a projection of a branch."

What is the projection of the World Tree?

Qing Sui shouldn't know, but he has a spoiler, so I can probably guess that it should be a memory.

So, whose memory is this?

Before he could turn his head, a small thing snapped against his face, and the two dumb hairs on the top of his head waved in protest.

Scared the hell out of me!