Genshin Impact: The Twelfth Executive is a Professional Gardener

If when he first met Lin Lang, he was a desperate teenager whose world had collapsed, and he was covered in bruises, then a year later, when he removed the gauze from his face, he was already a dazzling young warrior in Liyue.

Lin Lang used the herbs he had concocted to help Shio Chao regain his appearance, and now his face was completely free of the terrifying scars of the fire.

He found that this gloomy young man was very good-looking, inclined to charming looks, more beautiful than handsome, and when he took off the bandage, Lin Lang couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"Mr. Lin Lang looks at me with such eyes, does he like me?"

"Uh, what nonsense, just to see that the flowers that have been planted for a year are finally bearing fruit, and your voice is about to recover."

Lin Lang turned around and threw the bandage in his hand on the table, just as the medicine stove in the room was already bubbling hot, and hurried over to look at the pot.

Xichao silently looked at the bandage that was thrown aside by Lin Lang, reached out to grab it, and sneaked it into his arms, like a cat stealing silently.

"There will be a little bit of muteness, but the voice has returned.

"That's good... You've lived in this Liyue Medicine Pavilion for over a year, have you ever wondered..."

"Can you go to the frontline battlefield? "

Lin Lang wanted to say if he had ever thought about staying in the Medicine Pavilion to become a physician or living in Liyue or something, but he didn't expect this kid to say that he wanted to go to war.

Turning around, I took a closer look... In those blue eyes, the hatred and anger in his desperate eyes a year ago had not diminished, but had intensified.

After pondering for a while, Lin Lang nodded.

"I can put you in the Millelith Army. "

But

before that, you have to drink the last pill first, and your body will be completely healed after drinking this." The

body that had been tempered in the fire had only fully recovered after a year of recuperation, and Xichao looked at the thick and unpleasant medicine on the table in front of him, and raised his head innocently.

"Do you have to drink another pair?"

"Of course, don't drink it obediently, I'll give you glass lily crisp to eat."

Lin Lang's gentle words were very effective, and Xichao really frowned and drank the medicine in front of him... It's just that the good-looking face wrinkled when it was poured hard.

Seeing that the patient obediently drank the medicine, Lin Lang wanted to get the lily cake that had been prepared a long time ago, but when he turned around, he was surrounded by his waist by a guy from behind.

"Mr

. Linlang, are you going to make that kind of dessert, I've been tired of eating it for a year." "

Alas... Whatever sweet you want to eat in that tide, I will be merciful enough to prepare for you. "

No... There is no need for dessert, you are my dessert, let me lean on it for a while, and there will be no bitterness anywhere. I

have to say that this posture made Lin Lang's body a little stiff, and he subconsciously wanted to push him away, but he seemed to be very good at seizing the opportunity, and he still didn't succeed in getting Lin Lang to stretch out his hand.

"On the battlefield, I will have a chance to fight with Mr. Linlang, right

?" "Who knows? life and death will be unpredictable on the front line, hasn't the emperor been here for a long time?"

"I won't let you be in danger... No one wants to touch you in front of me. "

......

Tidal Tide says that his constellation is called the Title Cicada, and the pattern on the starry sky is a cat with an Ouroboros... Originally, the cicada also referred to cats.

However, it was originally a fate that favored gentleness, but because of the intervention of the war, it became bloody and gloomy, and the war between Morax and the demon god Argus lasted eight years, and finally ended in Morax's triumph.

Many people believe that Morax finally killed the evil god Argus, but only those who experienced the decisive battle knew in their hearts that in fact, the person who killed the enemy with his own hands was Xishio, who had not yet become one of the emperor's dependents.

As a Millelith general, he stood on the final battlefield... If Lin Lang was asked to recall everything on the battlefield at that time afterwards, he might not be able to remember all of them clearly, but what he couldn't forget was the warm water lines around him when the fire was burning.

......

Lin Lang has always thought that as a prince whose old city has been destroyed, Xichao's original temperament should be noble and proud, after all, he has seen many such princes in Findneil, but what he didn't expect was... After his body recovered, the training he set for himself was terrifying.

Even if he embarked on the road of conquest as promised, his methods were much more cruel than the average Millelith Army, he was good at using magic weapons, and the water patterns that shuttled among the enemies on the battlefield full of flames were his figure.

It was a nightmare, a nightmare for the minions of the Demon God of Stygian, and gradually the name of the tide also rose among the Millelith army, because there was Lin Lang's suggestion, and within a few years, the tide tide was already one of the generals of the Millelith army.

It is only one level lower than Linlang.

And the decisive battle with the Demon God of the Stygian... It was the result of a war that was almost overwhelmed, where blood and death became commonplace, and resentful spirits and debris wreaked havoc on the land.

In that battle, the Millelith army led by Lin Lang was surrounded and attacked by the opposite side, and in the end, Lin Lang was left alone, trapped and killed in the scorching forest.

"Uh... It hurts, it's too hot around..."

In the burning forest filled with flames and ashes, Lin Lang lay on the ground weakly, and tried to stand up several times but failed.

The final decisive battle between the two armies was chaotic and vast, and no one should find themselves lost in one part of the battlefield, and I am afraid that it would not be long before the flames would burn up their own scarred Langji.

Most of the enemy soldiers were hidden around, but they didn't make any moves, were they waiting for the flames to burn them out

?"There is not much strength left, the grass and trees are withered, the flowers are scattered, if there is a puddle of water at this time..."

"Can it be revived?"

"Hmm?!"

Lin Lang felt a person touch the back of his hand... It was the only coolness in the heat.

"Tidal tide...?"

"Hmm... I'll take you away. "