Genshin Impact: The Twelfth Executive is a Professional Gardener

The vast smoke and rain cleansed Liyue, covering almost the entire land of Liyue... Nature includes strata abyss.

Keqing, who had been waiting in the mining area of the Stratus for some time, had been getting more and more restless lately, as Tartaglia and Yelan had gone underground to investigate and had not returned for a long time.

It would be comforting if there was some shaking in the ground these days, but... Silent, calm.

It's like the heart is being crushed by a boulder, making it difficult to breathe.

The smoke and rain did not wash away her worries, but they did succeed in bringing news from another side... It was only at this time that the flying pigeon biography that Ningguang released when she set out from the Jade Pavilion was delivered to her, and it was at this time that Keqing realized that so much had happened in Liyue when she was away.

"The Demon God of the Vortex, the Ancient Cantis, and the Demon God's Remnant Soul... There's a problem. "

Obviously, the main force of the Abyss Cult is now beneath the Chasm, so the only explanation is that they are diverting their attention.

"Huh?"

Keqing suddenly felt a call at this time, it was in his mind, as if Lin Lang was asking for help.

"You just need to use your strength..."

"Lord Keqing... Keqing-sama is not good! From the underground... In the underground mining area, there have been a lot of abyss monster attacks

!""?!"

...

The only one of the Seven Killers who didn't have a corresponding walker was Keqing, but she should have received her summons.

Lin Lang, who had already successfully gathered the power of the six elemental systems, looked at the seventh Hundred No Taboo Urn that had not been shining for a long time, and guessed that it was estimated that there was some urgent situation in the Strata Abyss.

No matter what....

Lin Lang filled the rest of the hundred taboo urns with his own strength, and the ancient mantis who were far away in the canyon saw Lin Lang's actions, roared violently, raised his head and opened his mouth, and the dark yellow rock element energy gathered in an instant.

But at this moment, a fierce golden light suddenly came from under the canyon, and then the ancient cockroach seemed to have received a heavy blow, and the power that had just been gathered also collapsed.

'Thank you, Lord Emperor...'

silently thanked him in his heart, Lin Lang opened his eyes, and the six-colored sealing circle had been drawn above the sky.

"Seven kills are gathered, the greedy wolf soul gang, the six yuan are scattered

, urgent as a law, sealed!" The

sealing formation fell down with the formation of Lin Lang's handprint, and in this violent storm, under the earth-shattering roar of the ancient mantle, the violent light flashed, and the ancient mantis that occupied half of the sky disappeared.

It's just that the canyon left behind by the earthquake and the large swamp created by Linlang are estimated to become the new terrain of Liyue.

... At this time, Jing Yan and Feng, who were in the Shenyu Valley, felt that Lin Lang had won the victory, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, but the battle on their side was not over, and they turned to look at the remnant soul of the Immortal Flame Demon God who was being imprisoned in the Tempest Formation.

The strength of the newborn remnant soul is not strong, it just can set fire... Thank you so much for the heavy rain from Fontaine, which put out the fire.

The fiery soul was scurrying around in the formation, and Xiao, who was guarding the side of the formation, was meditating and recuperating, and after feeling that Feng and Jing Yan had returned, the first thing he said was to ask about the situation.

"How's it going?

"Of course, Lord Linlang is the most powerful, but it's just an ancient mantle... It's sure to be able to clean up. Jing

Yan looked proud, as if the main force that defeated Gu Yan was himself... It seems that even if the courtship is hopeless, he still has a deep admiration for Lin Lang.

Mi laughed silently... Turning his head to look at the remnant soul of the demon god in the formation.

"The old way... Absorb it, or let me..."

"No, don't think I don't know how your body is, and if you absorb such a demon god remnant soul again, I'm afraid you're going to go mad, go away."

Jing Yan pushed away the beak without a beak, and surrounded the remnant soul in front of him with his elemental power, absorbing and refining it little by little... The Seven Killers and the Five Yaksha used to use this method to remove the remnants of the soul and the residue.

Feng didn't stop Jing Yan... Because that's their job.

"Without the thunder of the Seven Elements, Lin Lang has consumed more strength than expected, and I am afraid that he will fall asleep with all his strength.

The guess was right, Lin Lang held on until Zhongli came to him before he finally couldn't hold back and fell into his arms, and Zhongli, who was suddenly conceived by a beauty, was stunned for a few seconds.

Until Lin Lang in his arms came the sound of slow and steady breathing... Only then did he carefully hug him horizontally.

"Sleep in peace... When you wake up, everything will be fine. "

It seems that he once said this to himself?" Zhongli suddenly remembered the sentence before he fell into a coma... hugged Lin Lang tighter again.

The clouds that shrouded the Liyue sky dissipated... But only the Rock Abyss is the gloomy environment.

......

"Hey... Tartaglia, say something, or it's too quiet.

Yelan leaned weakly against the rock wall, bandaging the wound on her arm with a small amount of bandage, and Tartaglia was carrying the fire not far from her.

The two of them are now hiding somewhere in the underground mining area of this stratum triumph in all directions, evading the pursuit of the abyssal monsters and getting a breath of respite.

The abyssal monsters beneath the Chasm far exceeded their expectations, and now they are trapped here and can't get out.

Tartaglia pondered for a moment and took a sip of the water that had just been boiled over the fire.

"Then let me tell you what happened to me and my brother Linlang, how about it?"

Two years ago, the snow country was cold and dreary, just like its environment... Monotonous and colorless.

At that time, Tartaglia had just become the last seat of the Fatui executives, and the new official took office with three fires, not to mention that he was just a teenager close to adulthood, and with his status and the people he could send, he was naturally a little frivolous.

It was a patrol out and Tartaglia needed to lead his soldiers to patrol the vicinity of Solstice to clean up monsters, and it was as he passed by the ice lake that he noticed a bunch of hilichurls dancing around the edge of the ice lake.

"Stop for a moment, there is a situation around, be on alert at any time... I'll take a look. "

Yes!"

Tartaglia called the group to a halt and went alone to the edge of the frozen lake, his knives in hand.

"Flaws, fleeting!"

"Yikes!"

...

Tartaglia saw a boy unconscious on the snow by the ice lake, with a pale face and wrinkled lips, which seemed to indicate that he was dying.

The main thing is... He noticed that the boy was very good-looking and young, and he didn't know why he was left here, wearing thin clothes, and a somewhat obtrusive black glove on his left arm.

On his waist is a vision of a grass elemental.

Without thinking, Tartaglia took off his robe and covered him, then picked him up and turned back, quickening his pace.

"The patrol ended early, come with me to save people!"