Genshin Impact: Liyue Storyteller, only tells sweet stories

Jingshan Palace.

"Tick, tick, tick..."

Crystal teardrops, constantly smashing on the ground.

Nahida had become a tearful man.

Not so long ago, she was happy and happy for Teppei, but now, she only felt grief-stricken.

A young man who worked so hard...

Such a young man who is unwilling to be ordinary and fights desperately for grand aspirations...

How did it end up like this?

"Zhe... Ping..."

Nahida couldn't speak, she couldn't even speak.

In the quiet palace, the cry of the little Lori is particularly sad.

......

Naganohara fireworks shop.

Yoimiya bit her lip tightly, tears rolling in her eyes.

The corners of the clothes in his hands have been twisted into a ball.

She is the most cheerful type of person.

But such people are also the most emotional.

The people who laugh the most are often the most likely to cry.

This is the case with Yoimiya.

She originally thought that this was a story that sang the praises of the rebel army, a bloody story of an ordinary soldier becoming a legend.

I didn't expect it...

It's a cold knife that goes straight to the heart.

It hurts so much.

Even breathing hurts.

In this story, all the grandeur, all the blood, all the beautiful vision...

It turned out to be nothing more than an illusion.

After the illusion is revealed, only the naked and bloody tragedy remains.

"Click..."

Tears finally hit the floor uncontrollably.

In the room, there was a faint sound of sobbing.

......

Kamisato Yashiki.

The eldest lady is not much different from the fireworks girl.

Thin lips, already bitten white.

Tears poured down and hit the knife with a crisp sound.

It's like a soul bell, which makes people's hearts and intestines break.

Kamisato Ayaka raised her teary eyes and looked at the golden pavilion in the distance.

She didn't know if the god on high was listening to the young man's story at this moment.

She only knew that if she heard such a story, she was still indifferent in her heart...

There is really no need for such a god to continue to exist.

The girl's eyes were sad.

The heart has also become more determined.

Like Teppei, there are some things that have to be done.

It has to be done.

......

Narukami Taisha.

The smile on Yae Miko's face was gone, replaced by complexity.

"It's my own fault..."

"Still, should I say pitiful..."

Thinking of Teppei's experience, Yae Miko's eyes were embarrassed.

In her opinion, Teppei had already realized the side effects of the evil eye before, but he still abused the evil eye without any scruples, and such an ending was undoubtedly self-inflicted.

But she was moved by the young man's burning desire and determination.

"Oops~, it was originally a good bloody story, but suddenly it became sensational..."

"You little one, you're really..."

Yae Miko's eyes were resentful, and he lifted the divine flag in his hand and struck the young man in the picture on the head.

As the editor-in-chief of Yaedo, what she likes most is light-hearted literature, and what she hates the most is pretentious sensational stories.

However, the story of the teenager, whether it is the setting, the plot, or the twist, is more exciting and moving than all the stories she has seen before.

Although most hated sensationalism ...

But she was still moved by the story.

"If you're willing to give him a happy ending..."

"I can forgive you, little one~"

Yae Miko shook the divine flag in his hand, and the corners of his lips smiled, as if he was going to "beat" the boy again at any time.

......

Teahouse.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

The autumn winds are also becoming more and more severe.

Tens of thousands of guests at the scene only felt extremely cold physically and mentally.

Stories are heard all the way to the present.

People have witnessed Teopei's ordinariness, his efforts, and his extraordinary.

People have already put themselves in the story.

Now, however, people are about to witness Teppei's death. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

No one can take it.

"Teppei will be fine... Right?"

"Little brother will definitely give a happy ending, right... After all, the previous stories were all satisfying..."

"Uh-huh, yes, didn't Jinpeng also fall to death before, and then he didn't live, I believe this story must also have a happy ending, Zheping will be fine..."

At the scene, there were still many viewers who remained optimistic and laughed at themselves.

Stage.

Bai An retracted his gloomy gaze and slowly spoke again:

"When Teppei became captain of the herring Ichiban team, he made a pact with a traveler. "

At that time, there were frequent good news from the front-line war, and the top management of the rebel army decided to make a batch of new uniforms to boost morale and hope that the soldiers would continue to work hard. "

Teppei agreed with the traveler that everyone would put on the new uniforms together before they arrived. "

[When the new team uniform is ready, let's change it together!]

[That's cool to think about!]

"For Teppei, it was a very meaningful thing to wear the new uniform of the rebel army with his idol. "

"It's a cool thing. "

Looking at the elated Teppei, the traveler naturally agreed with a festive face. "

And what happened after that, you already know. "

In the midst of the increasingly fierce battle, Teppei became weaker and weaker, and the vitality in his body kept flowing. "

"Teppei, finally unable to fight again. "

He returned home alone, looking at the strand of white hair in his hand, at this time, he only had one last wish left in his heart. "

"He wants to die before he dies..."

"See your idol for the last time. "

The boy's voice was unusually low.

If the last eulogy.

Tens of thousands of people at the scene fell into deep sadness.

The guests, who had been optimistic before, began to turn white and began to tremble.

"Travelers came in a hurry. "

Under the dilapidated roof, she saw Teppei, who had run out of oil. "

"The young man who was once extremely cheerful and extremely hardworking has now become an old man with gray hair and is dying. "

"There was only one last breath left. "

Teppei raised his head with difficulty, facing the afterglow of the sunset, and looked at the idol he had been chasing so hard. "

[I still haven't...]

[Catch up with you...]

Thousands of guests, instantly break the defense.

Tears suddenly welled up.

"Trying to catch up, practicing hard day and night, after all, it's just..."

"Big dreams come true. "

"This ordinary young man has the most sincere and fiery dreams..."

"Dreaming of the day when the gods will cast their eyes on him..."

"At one point, his dream came true. "

But that dream, after all, is just a fleeting light, silently shattered. "

"The wind blows the white hair beside him, and there is only a regretful sigh..."

[I sure enough...]

[I'm not being watched by the gods...]

The young man's voice, like the coldest stone, directly blocked the throat of every guest.

Everyone only felt extremely uncomfortable.

It hurts terribly.

It hurts so much that you can't breathe.

[When our team uniforms are ready, let's change them together...]

These were the last words Teppei said. "

"In the afterglow of the sunset, this ordinary and ordinary young man..."

"Sleep forever. "

Thousands of guests finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Tears burst the embankment in an instant.

"Until he died, he still thought that he could wear the same clothes as his idol. "

"It's a pity that the uniform came a little late after all..."

"It was the new uniform of the rebels, but it also became... Za"

"Teppei's shroud. "

There seemed to be a strange sound at the scene.

The hearts of thousands of guests finally burst into countless pieces.

Smash a ground.