I, Zhongli, Wander the World

Such a legend has always been circulated in the ancient Liyue Port.

The Rock King Dijun is the **** in charge of the rock element, and the earth and mountains are like his bone and blood body, moving up and down with his every breath, overlapping and sinking with his every thought.

Of course, this legend is definitely exaggerated, but there is no doubt that Morax, the rock god, has authority over the land.

The spread of crystallization was extremely fast, and it took just a few breaths to catch the corner of the man's clothes. He watched as his soft clothes also crystallized and shattered into **** in the next moment.

It can't be dragged on any longer, he needs to save himself!

Under the pressure like a mountain, the man shook his hands and took out a few talisman papers from his arms, but he didn't use it on the crystal, but slapped him with his backhand. The instant pain made the man tremble, and red blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Ignoring the internal injuries of the body, with the support of the spell, the man finally got rid of the heavy pressure for a short time, and hurriedly jumped to the rear where the crystal had not yet spread, trying to get out of the scope of the crystal.

"How could I let you escape—"

Fighting against the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss, Zhongyuan Zhong also activated his abilities. The sudden increase in gravity dragged the man who was caught off guard and fell down, and fell embarrassedly on the ground completely covered by crystals.

The bright yellow crystals swarmed up like piranhas who had seen blood.

The man gave a vicious "tsk", and without any hesitation stretched out his hands to cut off his two legs covered with crystals. The talisman paper flew out from the cuffs and instantly condensed into two hollow prosthetic legs wrapped in talisman paper. At the point where the broken leg of Fu Zhi's toes on the ground has not been eroded, the person finally fell lightly out of the attack range.

The feeling of being locked no longer appeared, and the man had no time to think about it, and he didn't even glance at the Central Plains Zhongye, who was still coveted before, and jumped out after breaking the window on the side.

"Although he is an enemy, he is so ruthless and decisive that he deserves a compliment."

The sound of dark fire in the calm came from behind itself. The originally bright windows were almost instantly closed by rocks, and even several sharp stone edges protruded because of their large size. The man involuntarily took a few steps back, turned his head stiffly, and fixed his gaze on the slender figure who appeared beside the little power user at some point.

"Sir..." He kept his spirits up and confronted the man. Until now, the person he trusted came, and Zhongyuan Zhong, who was still a nine-year-old child, finally couldn't resist the pain and fatigue coming from his body, so he staggered and fell down.

He fell into a warm embrace.

Zhong Li gently hugged the boy who couldn't keep his eyes open, and said softly, "Well done, Zhong Ye, you can sleep now."

The gentle elemental force was transmitted to all parts of the body along his palm, quickly repairing various small wounds caused by the battle and the serious penetrating injury on the shoulder. The elemental force flowing like warm water made Zhongyuan Zhong also let out a comfortable hum, and finally fell asleep in the familiar breath.

On the other side, Chanyuan Shir, who was still wearing a wedding suit, had already had a unilateral fight with the man.

"Start with her? With a scum like you?"

The beasts who were touched by the territory didn’t care about the beasts, they almost beat the man like a sandbag. The power of the spell blessing could not compete with the overwhelming physical power of the heaven and the curse. Under the deadly attack of the Zen Yuan He could only barely protect his weakness, and he had no time to fight back.

Fortunately, the purpose of men is never to fight back.

He was knocked out again, and his back, which had been adjusted at an angle, smashed into the wall, and the whole person tumbled to the outdoors. Seeing the opportunity, the man slapped several disturbing talismans on the Chanyuan Shier who was following him at the same time, causing the opponent to take a sigh of relief.

Although this time I failed to curse the woman of Heaven and Curse, but it is not a loss to be able to find new powers. Whether it was the child's gravity or the power of the suspected earth that followed, it was no trivial matter.

It seems that it is necessary to check the situation on the side of the power user. I have not paid attention to the group of waste that has evolved to the end, but maybe it can be recycled...

"Is this going to go?"

The plain language sounded behind itself, and at the same time, a strong wind that ripped through the air came straight to the back. The man was startled and tried his best to deflect to the side, but his arm was still torn by the rotating weapon.

The same as where he ran through the ochre-haired child.

"Well!"

Blood spilled like a fountain, and half of his arms fell to the ground dully. The man staggered for a while, and wanted to continue to run forward, but was horrified to find that one of his talisman legs had been covered by crystals again.

The blood-stained gun was deeply nailed to the ground, and it turned into a golden light spot and dissipated. Zhong Li slowly retracted the right leg that kicked the spear, and the lance of the rainbow condensed in his hand again.

"Although it's a wicked guest who doesn't tell himself, but Mr. Chanyuan is still here, if you let you go like this, it's not a gentleman's way of treating guests." He said lightly.

The Chan Yuan Zhen Er stretched his neck from side to side, and said with a grinning smile: "Mr. Zhong Li is wrong, I am not a gentleman, and the way of hospitality of a villain is my code of conduct."

An extremely ugly insect-body curse spirit clings to Shi Er's shoulder in the Chanyuan. It is the "Ugly Treasure" of the curse spirit that he subdued during this period, and its only function is to store things. The former surgeon-killer backhandedly took out the long knife and curse tool from the curse spirit's mouth, and slashed it at the immobile man.

The man's pupils shrank, and when he was about to separate his legs, his whole body fell down with the blade of the blade. The moment his body touched the ground, he immediately supported the intact hand and wanted to roll, but he saw that the hand that touched the ground was covered with crystals.

This time the long knife finally penetrated his back.

"What the **** is this..."

The blood poured into his throat, but the man had no time to care. He raised his head and stared at Zhongli who was walking.

Invisible and ubiquitous, even the air seems to be eroded, and it carries the weight and majesty of the earth.

Not perceiving the magic power proves that this is not a magic spell, but he has never heard of such a composite ability!

"It's just a lie to rebuke Li Jian." Zhong Li, who came to the front, looked down at the man, "This kind of body is full of evil, even if it is rejected by heaven and earth, it is not worth it. Surprised."

"Cough, you mean to say, this is a curse from the earth?" The man behaved as if he had heard something ridiculous.

"All the spirits on earth are born in softness and return to the geography. This is the truth." Zhongli leaned over slightly, his voice was as low as the breeze, "Of course, those who violate the truth will also be rejected by the truth, and this is also the truth. "

"The earth here is not cursed on you, He is just rejecting you."

The man's eyes widened, and he wanted to say something, but the Zen Yuan Zhen Er suddenly retracted his sword and retreated behind him. At the same time, Zhongli in front of him stretched his right hand forward, his index finger lightly tapped in the void.

There is some kind of silent wave that spreads at this time.

The power that originated from the earth reappeared, and he pushed the man into the ground ruthlessly, and the bright yellow crystals spread from the contact surface like a virus.

If it goes on like this, even his brain will be assimilated into crystals.

The scene is silent and absurd, with a touch of unnatural beauty. The man who was almost unable to move lifted his eyelids and reluctantly looked up, but he could only see a pair of golden pupils that were so calm that they seemed transcendent.

That's not the kind of eyes a human can have.

This thought flashed through my mind, and then the world fell into darkness.

At the last moment, a certain spell, carved on the inside of the skull just in case, activated its intended final effect.

The Zen Yuan with keen senses immediately noticed something was wrong, but Zhongli's movements were faster than him, only with the tip of Esau, the skull that was just sewed together was easily lifted.

The pink brain, which had not been eroded, twitched a few times as if dying under the gaze of the two, and then remained silent.

"After all, let him run away."

The Chanyuan kicked the human body, which had completely turned into crystals, in an unhappy manner. The crystals that were slowly shattering were suddenly kicked into pieces, and then turned into light spots and dissipated like ice and snow melted.

Zhong Li didn't see any annoyance, and said lightly: "The imprint of the rock is still engraved on his soul. Those who violate the laws and principles can only be appeased by escaping in the heavens and the earth."

"At least for quite a while, he won't have any trouble looking for someone else, and relax."

"Oh, when he came, I happened to kill him." The Chan Yuan sneered, "What I have, even the gods don't want to take it away."

The **** Zhongli was very pleased with the enlightenment of the Zen Yuan.

"This matter is temporarily, Mr. Chan Yuan will go back and change this clothes first. Just leave the repairs here to me." He said meaningfully, "I still have some personal matters to deal with."

The Chanyuan looked at the black-haired child who was huddled behind the wall, guarding the sleepy ochre-haired child.

"It's really hard to raise a child." He sighed irrelevantly, and walked away in good faith.

Zhongli came to Edogawa Ranpo's side.

"Mr. Zhongli..."

The child who had buried his head between his arms heard the movement, slowly raised his head, and looked at the man who was also watching him with red eyes from crying, "This is... the... world you want me to see?"

Zhong Li was silent for a moment, and the words he wanted to say were unspoken, and the whole thing turned into a sigh, "Sorry, I never thought to tell you in such a violent way."

What this pure-natured child lacks has always been guidance, patient teaching and correct example. Those methods shouldn't be so intense, they shouldn't be so... bloody.

"Why are you apologizing? The one who should be apologizing...it's me." Edogawa's voice was a little choked, his widened eyes filled with mist, and his speech gradually became incoherent, "It's my stubbornness, it's me Your arrogance... It's all my fault! Obviously there is a better solution, and it was because of me that Mr. Orange was seriously injured and almost died! I know, I know—"

"Wandering."

A soft voice came from above, and the body was embraced, and the hands on the back patted soothingly, bringing warmth to the trembling body, "You are still a child, you have the right to make mistakes. And As I told you then, I'm still here."

"Before you can take on your own world alone, I am there for you."

Tears were accumulating and swirling in his eyes, and the thirteen-year-old boy finally could no longer bear it, and hugged the man's generous shoulders tightly, crying loudly as if he wanted to release all his emotions.