Genshin Impact: My sister’s name is Kujo Sora

Ningxia got up from Decarapian's back and stretched his body casually, and after beating Decarapian so badly, his depressed mood finally recovered a lot.

Diecarapian pouted and lay on the ground, covering her head aggrievedly, Ningxia told her a lot of bad things about her, but she denied it, for which she knocked on the skull I don't know how many times.

"You remember me, I must! Certain! Will definitely come back for revenge! Decarapian said, holding his head and standing up.

"Ouch!" Diecarapian crouched down again, holding his head.

"Heh, just you?" Ningxia said in disgust, to put it mildly, Kapachili's actual combat experience is more than that of Diekarapian.

"Humph!" Covering her head, Decarapian fled the place that had brought her to great humiliation.

"Ningxia, you were so bad just now!" Zhong Xiaoli bit her finger and said, it was the first time she had seen Ningxia so... The side of the S.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoli." Ningxia squatted down and stroked Zhong Xiaoli's head, thinking about the future had accumulated too much, so he couldn't help but get angry with Nadi Carapian.

"Ningxia is not bad, small glass porridge!" Zhong Xiaoli hugged Ningxia and said.

"Alright, let's go back first." Ningxia picked up Zhong Xiaoli and said.

"Good!"

Diekarapian returned to the royal capital with his head covered, standing at the top of the tower and looking at his people, how could they rebel against him, knowing that they all admired him?

When Ningxia returned to the tribe, the atmosphere was obviously not right, Ningxia sniffed the smell of blood in the air, and forcibly pushed away the crowd of onlookers in Guentel's room.

"Lord Ningxia..." Guentel greeted Ningxia with a painful smile, Ningxia frowned and looked at Guentel's bleeding shoulder, and Guenthil on the side was worried and stopped the bleeding for him with a mixture of herbs that he didn't know.

"Get out of the way." Ningxia came to Gunnhilde's side and said.

"Lord Ningxia... Please save my father. Gunnhilde said with red eyes, a few drops of crystal had slipped off his delicate little face, and there was a sense of helplessness that I felt sorry for, in this underdeveloped tribe, a wound like this was tantamount to a slow death.

"Don't worry, I will." Ningxia comforted softly.

"Well, I trust you." Gunnhild sobbed with red eyes.

Ningxia gently put his hand on Guentel's shoulder, and the breath of life assisted in healing Guentel's wound while also checking his body.

Guentel is very strong, at least in this era before the Vision is there, Guentel is no worse than the top Vision users by physical strength alone.

It's just that in order to break through the blockade of Diecarapian, Guentel left serious internal injuries, and when he led his clan to flee just now, he slept in the open for a while, and after settling down, he had to overdraft his physical strength to hunt for the livelihood of his clan, and his body was already full of holes.

Ningxia can use the breath of life to treat the dark wounds of his body, but the longevity caused by excessive pressure on the body is something that Ningxia can't change at present.

"Lord Ningxia... Am I hopeless? Guentel was calm, as if he had anticipated his own death.

"It's a serious injury, but I can treat you once a day, although it is a little difficult to heal completely, and I can give you a life for the time being." Ningxia looked at Guentel's face that had been through vicissitudes and said, it was hard to imagine how he had managed to hold on until now.

"That's right..."

Guentel's originally calm expression finally showed a hint of waves, and then said to Guenthilde: "Girl, go and hand over the iron I found to Lord Ningxia."

"Yes..."After hearing Ningxia's words, Gunnhild on the side couldn't control his emotions and cried

, "What's wrong with you?" There aren't any monsters around, are there? Ningxia asked.

"I'm very sorry, but the prey in the vicinity has become scarce, so in order to hunt more wild boars, we went to the snowy mountains to hunt."

"Snow Mountain?"

"Yes, there's a huge boar king there, and there's no way we can defeat it, so..."

"I'll help you heal so you can live a little longer." Ningxia said.

"No, no... We already owe you so much. Guentel shook his head in refusal.

"When I was still ignorant, I had already entered the shelter of Lord Dekarapian, but I sometimes wondered what if we relied on the gods so much, what would we do if the gods left in the future? Where do we go from here?

"And I don't want to live under the control of Lord Decarapian, she's a good god, she's generous, but she's lonely."

"She loves people, I believe that, but she doesn't understand people, so the people in the tower don't like her."

"As someone who was fortunate enough to see her true face, I should have been by her side forever until I died."

"But..."

"I couldn't stand her high-pressure rule after all, and chose to leave."

"I know that Mistress Wendy has made contact with the people inside, and I know that the people of the tribe dislike Mistress Diekarapian."

It's a shame, but I want you to spare her life one last time if Decarapian fails, and I'm sure you can do it. "Guentel forced himself out of bed and was about to kneel down and plead.

"You go back to bed and lie down." Ningxia said as he helped him.

"I'm so self-righteous, I'm so sorry." Guentel smiled bitterly and said, what qualifications does a person who has received so many favors from Ningxia have to talk about the request?

But thinking of his beloved daughter, Guentel still said cheekily: "I can't see the end of Lord Dikarapian, but I want to ask you to have mercy on me, an old thing who is about to die."

"Please take care of my daughter for me, she loves you, I know it, and if you think she's good-looking, you can—" Gountel pleaded.

Knowing his daughter Mo Ruo's father, Gunnhilde pestered Ningxia Guentel every day to see that at the end of his life, he wanted to fight for even the slightest possibility for his daughter's happiness.