Genshin Impact: The traitor doesn't even let his senior sister go

Before he could finish his words, Ying impatiently stepped forward, hands on her hips, eyebrows raised, and angrily said, "Nonsense! It was clearly me who seduced Yin Jian!"

Kong couldn't help but put his hand to his forehead, speechless, "Ying, girls should be more reserved!"

At this time, Song Yinjian walked to Ying's side and gently held her hand, "Thank you!"

"There's no need to talk about this between us." Ying responded softly, her eyes full of love.

The two looked at each other with deep affection, and showed their affection in front of everyone.

Seeing this, Kong sighed inwardly, his sister's heart was completely tied to Song Yinjian.

Then, he turned his gaze back to Piero, his expression serious, and said, "Master Piero, the reason I came to persuade you, besides for my sister, is because Master Song promised to help Kanriya restore his country."

Upon hearing this, Piero remained silent and stood quietly in the cold wind.

After a long moment, he sighed, his voice filled with exhaustion and helplessness. "In that case, let's leave everything to him!"

After saying this, he turned and left, his lonely figure gradually disappearing in the falling snow.

A potential conflict was averted.

However, the atmosphere of winter did not become more relaxed, but became more solemn and tense.

Because the war with the law of nature is about to begin!

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The sky, which had been gloomy for a long time, finally cleared up.

The warm and soft sunlight penetrates the thin clouds and pours down on every inch of land in the winter capital, bringing a rare touch of warmth to this city covered with ice and snow.

Song Yinjian strolled leisurely on the spacious yet quiet road of the palace.

The surroundings were empty and deserted, with only the sound of his light footsteps echoing.

A moment later, he stepped into a palace.

The light in the palace was a little dim, and a graceful woman stood quietly in front of a mysterious magic circle.

She was wearing a snow-white tight long dress that perfectly outlined her graceful figure, and the curve of her chest was proud and eye-catching.

A pair of slender and straight beautiful legs, tightly wrapped in holy white silk stockings, make them more elegant and sexy.

Her face was noble and elegant, and her ice-blue eyes were as deep as a cold pond, flashing with a sharp and cold light.

"Hello, Her Majesty!" Song Yinjian walked up to her, with a gentle smile on his face, and spoke softly.

The Ice Queen studied him quietly for a few moments before speaking, "Master Song has an ethereal, graceful demeanor. No wonder so many outstanding women have fallen for him."

When Song Yinjian heard this, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

He coughed lightly, then cast his gaze towards the figure in the center of the magic circle that was about to take shape. "Are you resurrecting the Third Advent?"

The Ice Queen shook her head slightly. "To be more precise, it is to resurrect his body. His power is enough to completely shatter the laws that bind the mortal world."

Song Yinjian looked at the figure carefully for a while and found that this third descender was not Kong as he had previously guessed.

"A bit surprised, isn't it?" The Ice Queen seemed to have noticed his doubts and took the initiative to ask.

Song Yinjian nodded slightly and frankly admitted, "I previously thought that the third adventer was Kong, because he and Ying are both destined twins, and their status should be equal."

"That's because when Kong descended, he responded to Kanriya's call and became the Prince of the Abyss." The Ice Queen explained patiently.

After hearing the explanation, Song Yinjian pondered for a moment and continued to ask, "So, what is the true identity of the Third Adventer?"

When the Ice Queen heard this question, she looked up at the body of the third Advent in the center of the magic circle and said, "Traveler."

"Traveler?" Song Yinjian was slightly startled, and an ancient record he had read quickly emerged in his mind. He couldn't help but blurt out, "He fell in love with a fairy, and the fairy clan was punished by heaven."

A hint of surprise flashed in the Ice Queen's eyes, "I didn't expect that you even knew such a secret matter.

When he first came to the world, he believed that everything in the world is equal, that the authority of heaven should be shared with mortals, and that mortals could also have unlimited possibilities.

The original angel was deeply attracted to him, fell in love with him, and together with him, led the angels to protest against the law of nature.

Song Yinjian commented bluntly, "This guy's death was well deserved. To expect Heaven's laws to be equal to the people you created is filled with ignorant arrogance and shallowness."

The Ice Queen frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Master Song, you are obviously a human as well, why do you have such an opinion?"

Song Yinjian directly asked, "Do you think humans can be equal to the animals we raise, such as chickens, ducks, and geese?"

Upon hearing this, the Ice Queen was speechless for a moment.

Then, Song Yinjian asked again: "Original, Traveler, and Traveler, is there any connection between these three?"

The Ice Queen shook her head and said, "Master Song, I only found some secret records when Kanriya was destroyed. I don't know anything else."

Song Yinjian knew that she was probably unwilling to talk about it, so he didn't ask any further questions.

After a moment, he spoke again, "How long will it take?"

"One month." The Ice Queen gave the date of the war.

Chapter 349 The Eve of War

Liyue Harbor.

In an elegant and quiet courtyard, the grass and trees are lush and green, with branches and leaves flourishing, showing vigorous vitality.

Xianyun sat alone in the pavilion, her eyes following the white clouds floating in the sky, but her mind had already drifted to the traitor who made her worry so much.

At this moment, her face was softer and gentler than before, and some of her coldness and arrogance had faded.

There is a hint of maternal radiance in her watery eyes.

Just as she was immersed in her thoughts, Ge Chen quietly appeared in the courtyard.

She walked lightly towards the pavilion where Xianyun was.

"Xianyun, let's go together today..."

However, when her eyes met Xianyun's face, her voice suddenly stopped, "You..."

Xianyun's fair face was immediately stained with a faint blush. She quickly waved her hands and said incoherently: "Ge Chen, you... don't misunderstand..."

After a brief moment of surprise, Ge Chen smiled sweetly, "Don't let me misunderstand anything?"

Xianyun was choked and speechless for a moment. The blush on her pretty face became more and more intense, and she felt both embarrassed and annoyed.

She snorted softly, "It's all this traitor's fault!"

"But, your traitor is just a Mahayana True Lord." Ge Chen said meaningfully.

Xianyun naturally understood what Ge Chen meant. The shyness in his heart became increasingly difficult to suppress, and he reached out to cover Ge Chen's mouth.

Seeing this, Ge Chen immediately resisted with a smile.

For a moment, the two women were laughing and playing together, enjoying the spring scenery.

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Since meeting the Ice Queen that day, Song Yinjian appointed himself the Regent of Zhidong, with full authority to control the war between Zhidong and Tianli.

Piero handed over all the power controlled by the Fatui to him, including the more than 10,000 transformed warriors.

After Song Yinjian took over, he immediately revoked Piero's position as commander-in-chief and assigned him to verify the identities of these transformed soldiers and prepare for post-war compensation.

Although Piero was dissatisfied, he had no choice but to accept this arrangement.

Under the leadership of Song Yinjian, the huge war machine of Zhidong began to operate efficiently, making full preparations for the upcoming conflict.

At the same time, other countries in the world gradually entered a state of war preparedness.

The whole world was shrouded in a tense atmosphere on the eve of war.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed quietly.

In the conference hall of the imperial palace, the last meeting before the war was being held.

Song Yinjian sat at the conference table, glanced around, and finally landed on Pucciniella.

He asked in a deep voice, "Mr. Mayor, how is the relocation of the residents of Winter City progressing?"

Pucciniera replied respectfully, "It's basically done."

Upon hearing this, Song Yinjian frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. "Basically, it means it's not all done. Which link went wrong?"

Pucciniera didn't dare to hide anything and said truthfully: "They are all elderly people who don't want to hide in the shelter."

Song Yinjian said in an unquestionable tone, "Go and explain to them clearly that this is the order of Her Majesty the Queen. If they find it troublesome, send a team of Fatui to assist them in their migration."

Puccini nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

Piero, who was sitting at the bottom of the conference table, sneered and said disdainfully, "It's absolutely stupid to waste so much manpower and resources for this hypocritical kindness."

Song Yinjian ignored him and turned his gaze to Pantalone, saying, "Rich man, give all the soldiers who participated in the war an extra month's salary.

And tell them that after the war, soldiers with outstanding performance will receive six months to one year of additional salary as a reward."

Pantalone frowned slightly, and although he felt a little sorry for the money, he nodded.

"Hmph! Warriors built up with money are nothing but a group of profit-seeking people, and are definitely not truly brave warriors." Piero sneered again.

In the following meetings, whenever Song Yinjian gave an order, Piero would always find the opportunity to make some sarcastic remarks.

As the meeting drew to a close, Song Yinjian turned his gaze to Piero and said calmly, "Mr. Harlequin, if we lose this war, please do not harm innocent people in revenge.

It is your responsibility to protect the remaining Solstice people."

After saying this, without waiting for his response, he stood up and announced the end of the meeting.

The others got up and left without anyone saying hello to him.

Piero sat alone for a long time, and then suddenly sneered.

But this sneer sounded more like a laugh at himself.

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The night was dark.

Scattered snowflakes slowly fall from the dark sky, dancing gracefully in the cold wind.

Song Yinjian stood on the roof of the hotel, quietly looking at the city in the dark.

Suddenly, there was a subtle and soft sound of footsteps behind me.

"Why don't you go 'try hard' tonight? Ying is still waiting for you in your room!"

The Great Compassionate Tree King walked up to his side and smiled slightly, with a hint of teasing in his gentleness.

Song Yinjian was speechless upon hearing this. "Tomorrow we're about to face a war with the law of nature. I'm not some lustful pervert, so how could I possibly still be thinking about something like this?"

The Great Compassion Tree King smiled brightly, his eyes flickering with intelligence. "Winning this war is a piece of cake for you. Why are you so worried?"

Song Yinjian sighed softly, a trace of worry between his brows. "Winning this battle is indeed not difficult, but the problem is the disaster that will follow the war."

"Is it from Kanriya?" The Great Tree King put away his smile and became serious.

Song Yinjian nodded slightly, "A month ago, Kong went to the Kanriya Ruins and found that the abyssal aura there suddenly became stronger."

The Great Compassionate Tree King's mind turned, and he immediately thought of the key, and his expression became heavy.

She slowly opened her mouth and uttered three names: "Irmin, Helotadi, and Rhinedot."

Chapter 350 The war begins

In the dim light, Surtloch walked towards the heavy and tall black iron door with firm and steady steps.

In front of the iron gate engraved with sealing arrays, Vesefenir sat alone on the ground.

At this moment, he was so thin that he was almost unrecognizable, his expression was distorted and crazy, and his whole body exuded a strong breath of the abyss, like a demon crawling out of hell.

Surtloch walked up to him, lowered his head, and asked calmly, "Prophet, are you still conscious?"

Hearing his voice, Vesefenir raised his head with difficulty, his voice hoarse and broken, "Still... conscious, but... today... I can't hold on."

"Although the result is not satisfactory, at least your prediction is accurate." Surtloch said expressionlessly.

Witherfenir forced an ugly smile on his face, "Thank you!"

Then, Surtrloch stopped talking, and a cold light flashed in his hand. A two-handed sword with a cold glow appeared out of thin air.

He closed his eyes, waiting for the moment when Vesefenir would be completely consumed by the abyss.