I am in Genshin Impact, I can use the stick warrior talent

He was always very careful and had never even opened the box in order to bring the perfect gift to Keqing.

Now, even though he had the carrier of this love, he felt more confused than ever before.

After searching the construction site, Yujing Terrace, Qun Yu Pavilion, and even Yuehai Pavilion, there was no sign of Keqing.

Finally, Gan Yu, who was found in the General Affairs Department, also shook his head and expressed his ignorance. Su Chen's heart gradually became heavy: "Strange... Where else can Aqing run to... Wait."

He suddenly realized something, a light flashed in his eyes, and he hurried towards the outskirts of Liyue.

He remembered that Ningguang once reminded him that if Keqing could not be found in Liyue, then she might have gone to the suburbs for training.

Not long after, on the outskirts of Liyue, Su Chen felt weakness and fatigue gradually accumulating inside his body. His legs seemed to no longer obey his command, and a familiar headache spread from his limbs.

Only then did he realize that he had not fully recovered from his illness.

"Huh..." He just leaned against a tree, wanting to catch his breath for a moment, but a drop of white dew slipped from the gap between the trees and hit his face.

"It's raining?" He reached out and touched his face, feeling the coolness of the water stains.

Glancing sideways, Su Chen discovered that the sky was covered with gray clouds and raindrops were falling slowly, as if to wash away all the pain and confusion.

"No, I haven't found Aqing yet...I have to speed up."

He barely stood still and turned his head to look into the distance. The dense forest seemed particularly familiar. Although this side was an empty wilderness, the tall trees and dense forest over there seemed to beckon him, awakening a hint of intuition in his heart.

"Forget it, let's find another place to hide from the rain." Su Chen shook his head, leaned slightly, and hugged the silver box tightly, as if it was his only support.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the heat in his body, and ran quickly towards the dense forest in the rain.

Rushing into the dense forest, the sound of continuous drizzle could be heard and he could not help but gasp softly: "Finally here... huh..." After three or four minutes of running, he was out of breath.

He leaned against a tree casually and looked around. The tall trees were shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, which made people shudder. However, at this moment, he just wanted to find a place to rest for a while.

"It's so cold... I need to find something to keep warm. Oh, the fire element!" Although his physical condition was far from recovered, it was still easy for him to condense a small flame to keep warm. He had just gathered a ray of red fire with dry branches, and the surrounding environment gradually became brighter. His eyes suddenly froze and stared at one place.

In the center of the forest, there was an extinguished and withered bonfire. The scattered firewood around it looked a bit messy, as if it was warmth left for those who came later.

"This, this is..." Su Chen walked slowly and heavily towards the woodpile, with shock in his voice.

Walking to the woodpile, he bent over to check, and lightly ran his fingers over the dead branches covered in mud, revealing fish bones before his eyes.

"Sure enough... this is where we used to stay for training, Aqing." His voice was filled with deep nostalgia.

The scene in his memory emerged: every time it was meal time, Keqing would always grill fish with the element of lightning. She would always sit opposite him, with her chin supported by her hand, her hands on her knees, a faint smile on her face, quietly watching him devour the meal.

Under the bonfire, Keqing's smile was like a rainbow in the night sky, softly reflected in the swaying firelight. At that time, she looked particularly gentle and hazy with a smile flashing in her purple eyes.

Recalling how childish he was in front of her at that time, Su Chen couldn't help but smile gently, pinching his palms wet by the rain. The sticky feeling is still fresh in his memory, making it difficult for him to forget the laughter at that time.

Because of this, he became more determined to find Keqing.

"Okay, I've rested enough... ahem, although it's still raining." Su Chen tried hard to steady his trembling voice.

The raindrops hit the dense leaves, bringing with them waves of desolate echoes, as if gently knocking on his heart.

He stood up slowly, brushed off the dirt on his clothes, and then carefully hid the silver box in his pocket to protect it more strictly. He coughed violently a few times again, trying to relieve his physical discomfort, and then set out on his journey again.

"Go to hell!" He was slightly stunned by the roar coming from afar.

"Hmm?" Su Chen's ears moved, and a trace of doubt flashed through his mind. That voice seemed to be Yingmei's, although the sound of rain made it seem a little harsh.

Relying on his previous experience here, he quickly moved in the direction of the sound, passing through the branches and mud in the forest with ease.

When he pushed aside the last lush leaf, the scene before him stunned him for a moment. A vast open space appeared before him, and a towering tree stood in it. Its ancient figure looked even more vicissitudes in the rain.

But at this moment, Su Chen's eyes were focused on two figures. His sister Yingmei was thrusting her sword into Keqing's chest.

"Wait, what's going on... No, it's impossible, it must be an illusion!" Su Chen couldn't believe his eyes. The rain was hitting his body violently. He shook his head hard, trying to dispel the scene before his eyes.

But as his vision gradually focused, he clearly saw Yingmei say something to Keqing who was kneeling on the ground, then she threw away the sword, but a dark mist condensed in her hand.

Seeing this black fog, Su Chen's pupils shrank and a chill ran down his spine. He remembered this ominous black fog, and it came from his sister, Yingmei.

With a tight heart, Su Chen quickened his pace and walked towards that place quickly. But before he could get close, he heard Yingmei's angry roar: "Go to hell--!!!"

As the distance shortened, he could now clearly see that it was indeed Yingmei who stabbed Keqing's chest with the long sword.

After Yingmei threw away the sword, her right hand clenched into a fist, with black mist condensing around her. It seemed that she was preparing to launch a more violent attack on Keqing.

Su Chen was shocked, he knew the terrible consequences of this black fog.

His steps suddenly quickened, his face filled with panic and anxiety. A turquoise light surrounded him, and as the force of the wind accelerated, he rushed to the position between Yingmei and Keqing.

"Sister Ying! Stop it!!" Su Chen's voice cut through the rain, eager and full of despair. The rain around him hit the ground, splashing muddy patches, and a layer of gray mist spread in front of the ancient trees, shrouding the whole scene in a hazy and sad atmosphere.

Yingmei felt that her fist did not hit the expected weak body, but hit a solid force.

She looked up and saw Su Chen standing in front of Keqing with his hands open, blocking the fatal blow.

"Brother?!" Yingmei's voice was full of shock and confusion.

She never expected that Su Chen would appear at this moment. Yingmei put down her fist in astonishment and was about to reach out to touch Su Chen, but she saw him coughing up blood violently, holding his chest, and falling tremblingly into the wet mud.

"Su Chen!" Keqing's voice was filled with fear and anxiety. She hurriedly tried to stand up, but found that her right arm had lost feeling. She clumsily supported her body with her left hand and crawled towards Su Chen step by step.

"Brother! What happened to you?" Yingmei's face was filled with fear, and her white dress was soaked by the mud. She half-knelt beside Su Chen, and gently touched his cheek with her trembling hands, her eyes filled with panic.

She saw the black blood flowing from the corner of Su Chen's mouth and knew the terrible consequences of using this technique.

Yingmei felt despair in her heart: "Su Chen, no, I can't..." Her voice choked and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Get out of here! Brother, I will find a way, definitely... the power of the abyss...!" Yingmei's eyes were blurred as she looked at the blurry face beside her.

Su Chen's face was haggard from the rain, and the pain in his heart was like a needle prick. His body had not fully recovered, but now he had to endure this incredible pain.

His facial features were wrinkled, every blood vessel seemed to be contracting, and Su Chen felt it was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe.

Although this was done for Keqing and Yingmei, one has to act more realistically.

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Chapter 219 Keqing: Is everything just a dream?

Keqing's purple dress was stained by rain and mud. She bent down again and half-crouched, using all her strength to help Su Chen lean on her back.

Her legs were trembling, and she could barely support the weight of herself and Su Chen, but she still ran firmly in an unknown direction.

Each of her steps left deep marks on the muddy ground. Although she tried her best, her pace seemed extremely difficult and her speed did not increase.

She felt the severe pain in her body, but she gritted her teeth and kept moving forward.

"Su Chen, hold on a little longer! We'll be there soon...soon!" Keqing's voice was filled with determination and worry.

"Aqing..." Su Chen's hands fell down weakly, feeling the warmth on Keqing's back. He tried to force a smile, but he only slightly opened his lips and spat out another mouthful of black blood. "I'm sorry, Aqing... I stained your clothes..."

"Don't talk anymore!" Keqing's voice revealed weakness and despair. She tried to close her lips tightly to prevent her tears and emotional collapse. She shook her head vigorously to suppress her tears, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and continued to move forward with difficulty.

"Keqing..." Su Chen's voice became weaker and weaker.

In the distance, Ying stared blankly at their receding backs, kneeling on the ground, but did not follow them immediately.

She realized that time was running out. Even if she tried her best, she couldn't get Su Chen to the so-called "Baishu" treatment place in time.

Moreover, she knew very well that doctors could cure patients, not those who were dying.

Yingmei covered her eyes helplessly at this moment, choking silently in the rain. She seemed to feel that all the sins she had ever committed were now gathering on her. She finally collapsed and put down her hands, closed her eyes, looked up at the sky, and let the cold rain hit her face. She thought to herself that as long as she was in the rain, no one would notice her even if she cried at this moment.

“Brother, brother…Brother——!!!” Ying’s voice was full of despair and pleading.

Su Chen raised his heavy eyelids with difficulty, his voice hoarse and weak: "Aqing... Ying... has caused you trouble again. I, I apologize to you on her behalf..."

"No, stop talking..." Keqing's voice was full of powerlessness and panic. Su Chen's voice was almost indistinguishable in the sound of the rain. She felt the rain gradually seeping through her back, and her arms were no longer able to support her.

Suddenly, a muffled groan was heard, and Su Chen's body fell heavily into the wet mud. "Su Chen...!" Keqing screamed, and tried to turn around, but her legs had completely lost their strength, and she fell to her knees beside Su Chen.

"Damn it... body, move!" Keqing desperately beat her knees, but she only felt a burst of powerlessness and numbness. At this moment, Su Chen's voice came faintly: "Aqing... come here, come here..."

"Su Chen, you...I will definitely..." Keqing's voice choked.

"No, no need...I...Puff——" Su Chen coughed up a large amount of blood again, and his face became extremely pale.

"No!" Keqing reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of Su Chen's mouth, but soon her hand was tightly grasped by him.

"Aqing... I can't do it anymore... You don't have to..." Su Chen shook his head slightly and forced a smile. Under Keqing's desperate gaze, he slowly took out a small silver box from his arms.

"Su Chen, you..." Keqing's voice was full of trembling and uneasiness.

“Aqing… this is the hairpin I made for you… I just finished it today… Now, I finally found you…” Su Chen’s voice was weak but full of tenderness. He carefully placed the silver box into Keqing’s trembling hands, with a smile on his face: “I couldn’t put it on you myself… Aqing, can you let me see you put it on…?”

"Okay, okay! I promise you, so don't...!" Keqing's voice was full of eagerness and determination.

A tear fell from her eyes. She took the silver box and gently opened it. She found a beautiful purple jade hairpin inside. The hairpin was silver and shiny, with a delicate purple flower inlaid on the head. The texture was clear and the end was decorated with a dark green jade. The rain made the hairpin look even more beautiful under the gray sky.

Keqing quickly inserted the hairpin into her hair, shook her head hard to wipe away her tears, then held Su Chen's hand tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Look, Su Chen... I have put it on, just like you wanted... So, please..."

Tears and rain mixed together and kept sliding down her cheeks. In Su Chen's blurred vision, he could no longer distinguish the blood on Keqing's face, but in his heart, Keqing was still so brilliant and colorful.

He felt satisfied, with tears in his smile: "So beautiful... just like I thought... Aqing... I am so lucky to have met you..."

"Me too...!" Keqing's voice was choked with sobs. She held Su Chen's hand tightly, trying to control her emotions and not let him see her in such a mess.

"I'm very happy to hear that... Aqing... The most meaningful thing I've done in my life is to save Ying and you... Even though... cough cough!" Su Chen's voice was suddenly interrupted by a cough. He felt his trachea tighten and breathing became difficult.

Hearing the cough, Keqing couldn't help but look up, and her tear-stained face was exposed in front of him.

“Don’t cry...silly girl...this is something worth being happy about...it’s a pity that I can’t watch you wear this hairpin forever…” Su Chen gently raised his hand and used his last bit of strength to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of Keqing’s eyes.

"Ah, Ah Qing..." Su Chen stretched out his right hand tremblingly. His eyes were already blurry, but he could still vaguely catch the familiar purple figure. He fumbled in the air, desperately wanting to feel the familiar warmth again.

"The wounded should not speak! If you...!" Keqing saw Su Chen's hands waving helplessly in the air. She clenched her teeth. Her left hand was completely contaminated by mud and water. She used all her strength to stretch her unconscious right hand forward. Finally, when she touched Su Chen's fingers, she held his hand tightly.

"Brother, no, this won't work..." Keqing's voice was filled with despair. Even though their hands were tightly clasped, Ying did not stop trying to recover the black energy in Su Chen's body, but she found that the black energy had completely permeated Su Chen's blood. The power of the abyss symbolizes destruction and cannot give new life.

"No, don't... don't!!!" Ying held her head, her eyes full of despair and madness. She frantically scratched her face, leaving red marks on it. She knelt down again, her arms trembling, and her mind was anxiously looking for a solution. Suddenly, she heard Su Chen make a painful sound.

"Puff!" Su Chen's lips turned dark purple, and his chest and abdomen were stained with black blood.

"Su Chen!" Keqing screamed in fear. Ying turned around and saw that Su Chen's smile had disappeared and his face was pale.

"No, I'll take you away now, let's go find Bai Zhu! He will definitely be able to save you, hold on, please hold on a little longer!" Seeing that Ying was unable to relieve Su Chen's pain, Keqing bit her lower lip with trembling legs, and barely stood up.

She used up her last bit of strength, stretched out her right arm, raised her left hand, held Su Chen in her arms, and prepared to take him away from this desperate place.

"Su Chen... I can't lose you!" Keqing shook her head vigorously, her vision blurred by tears. Even the hairpin she had just put on almost slipped off. She said while crying.

“Haha… life and death are determined by fate, this is human destiny… Don’t cry, Aqing. You are the Yuheng Star of Liyue… and I am just a passer-by in your life… But in the end, I just want to say something to you…” Although Su Chen’s voice gradually became weak, it was still full of affection.

"Su Chen...!" Keqing's voice was filled with despair and pleading.

Su Chen's organs and throat tightened, making it difficult for him to breathe. He gathered the last bit of strength, and with trembling lips, he tried to say the last few words: "I have always... loved you the most..." But his voice could not be heard.

Keqing could only see Su Chen's lips trembling, but could no longer hear his voice. Suddenly, her purple eyes widened with shock - Su Chen's eyes gradually turned gray.

Leaning in Keqing's arms, Su Chen's heart was filled with regret, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Su Chen... don't... Su Chen!" Keqing watched Su Chen close his eyes, her heart aching and tears welling up. She hugged Su Chen tightly, buried her head in his cold chest, and burst into tears.

"Why! Why is it like this! Su Chen, I like you... Did you hear me? Open your eyes quickly! I like you the most... From now on, I want to be with you forever! Don't leave me... Don't...!!!"

Ying finally opened her eyes, but her usually sparkling golden pupils had turned dim and lifeless.

She felt the touch of the rain, stood up silently, and began to walk. Her eyes stayed on one place, and her heart was filled with confusion and helplessness.

The sword abandoned on the ground was emitting a sudden purple light. Ying knew the specialness of this sword without dreams, and she knew its power.

"The Sword of No Dreams, the Man of No Dreams...Brother, I have found a way to save you..." Ying's voice was low and weak. She walked closer with staggering steps and finally held the Sword of No Dreams in her trembling hands.

"To atone my sins..." Ying closed her eyes, and after hesitating for a moment, she suddenly pointed the tip of the sword at her abdomen and stabbed it in without hesitation.

"Puff!" Blood splattered, Ying fell to her knees powerlessly, but the corners of her mouth slightly raised. She gritted her teeth, raised the bloodstained Wumeng sword again, and stabbed it into her abdomen with determination.

"Ahhhh!!!" A painful scream sounded, and cold sweat covered Ying's forehead, but it was quickly washed away by the rain. She used all her strength to pull out the sword again, and the blood stained the ground red. The sword body flashed a golden light in the blood.

Ying stood up shakily, and this time she pointed the Wumeng Sword at her heart. "Brother... Only in this way can I save you..." She seemed to see the familiar blond boy in her eyes, holding out his hand in front of her, inviting her to go on the journey together.

"Brother, I'm here to find you... This time, don't hide from me..." As she said this, Ying smiled at her heart and gently stabbed it in.

“Swish——!” “BOOM————!!!” The sound of the sword piercing the heart was shocking in the heavy rain, and with the roar of thunder, everything was drowned out.

In the morning, at Yujing Terrace, the early birds of June hopped happily over the sandalwood forest. They clung to their mates and fluttered their wings in joy. Through the gaps in the leaves, their palm-colored feathers seemed to gleam with golden light in the early summer morning light.

"No!" The sudden panicked cry penetrated the tranquility of Yujing Terrace and interrupted the early birds' singing. They flew away in panic, leaving only a few feathers gently falling on the railing in front of the stage.

Looking back at the guest room, the one who screamed in fear was a purple-haired girl, who looked haggard and panicked. Her eyes were full of confusion: "Where...where am I..."

Keqing tried to adjust to the sunlight pouring in through the curtains, shaking her head to dispel the dizziness. As she gradually adjusted to the unfamiliar light, confusion and bewilderment appeared in her eyes: "Why... am I here..."