Seeker of Teyvat

Her contact with Naga Juna group has been criticized by other flower spirits,

No one likes her to come into contact with humans.

But Sulusa firmly believes that she will be the flower spirit that saves the world.

So she did not listen to the advice of other flower spirits and walked with Naga Junatuan.

Of course, the Nagajuna group did not disappoint Srusha. The master of knowledge, Naxianjuna, found out a lot about spiritual light from various ancient books.

So, Srusha felt that the group of Nagajuna would be helpful to her.

"Is that so?" There was no emotion in the Red Sand Lord's voice.

He turned his gaze away from Naxianjuna and looked back at Sulusa.

"Although my blessing cannot allow you to wear a crown, but, Silusa, you are a flower spirit blessed by fate, so I am willing to give you some help."

On the throne, the Lord of Red Sand raised his arm and pointed.

A golden light shot towards Slusha, leaving a little golden glow on her red body.

"This power will protect you once when you encounter danger."

"But only once, Slusha."

Feeling the extra power in her body, warm and powerful, Sulusa very politely bowed to the Lord of Red Sand in mid-air.

"Thank you for your blessing, thank you very much."

Although he didn't achieve his goal of wearing a crown, being blessed by a god still made the little guy happy.

The Lord of Red Sand shook his head slightly: "This matter is over. If you have nothing else to do, please leave."

His goal of meeting this group of people has been achieved.

I don't want to waste more time on them.

Silusa and Naxianjuna looked at each other.

Neither continued to speak, and after saluting again, the two exited the temple.

On the throne, the Lord of Red Sand closed his eyes again.

Next, Sid will take good care of the guests from the depths of the desert and he doesn't need to worry about it anymore.

"The Master of Consciousness has been tempted by the abyss. It's a pity for the group of Nagajun."

A thought flashed through his mind, and Wang Daoyi put the matter behind him and went into deeper meditation.

the other side,

In the ruins of an ancient country, in front of a gate made of black gold,

The figure of the abyss prince appeared here,

"I was obsessed with revenge on the sky, but forgot that the people of my homeland were still wailing. This was my fault."

Sora stretched out his hand and stroked the huge door engraved with the black gold sun.

Feeling the wailing and unwillingness brought by the destruction of the homeland.

Behind Sora, several Abyss Singers stood in the void, looking at their prince.

"This is not your fault. We can only accept the evil that has fallen from the sky. Under your leadership, we will surely be able to take revenge."

"Oh, Clodal Alberich doesn't think so."

In response to the Abyss Singer's flattery, Sora sneered.

Clodal Alberich, the founder of the Abyss Cult, was the one who led Sora into the Path of the Abyss.

The Abyss Cult never represents the abyss,

Abyssal life already existed before Clodal Alberich founded the Abyss Cult.

Today, the Abyss Mages, Abyss Apostles, Abyss Chanters and the like in the Abyss Cult are all the results of Clodal Alberic's exploration of the way of the abyss.

"Claude Alberich is dead. You are our only master."

The Abyss Singers bowed to the sky and expressed their loyalty.

It's funny,

These Abyss Chanters are still alive as a result of Clodar Alberridge's exploration of the Way of the Abyss,

But Clodal Alberich, the leader of the Abyss Cult, is already dead.

But before his death, he brought a more perfect master to the Abyss Cult.

[Sora], one of the twins of destiny.

His Royal Highness, the prince who once came to Kanreya and was regarded as hope by Kanreya.

"Heh, stop talking nonsense. How long will it take for the power of the Black Abyss to break through the Ten Thousand Mother Trees?"

Sora withdrew his hand from the door and looked at the Singer of the Abyss with a slightly cold gaze.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, you will soon see the dark abyss appear here."

Retracting his slightly cold gaze, Kong nodded: "That would be the best."

Chapter 561 Alberic

Port of Ormos,

Blonde traveler walking down the street with his white hair float,

"Ah, although Mondstadt is also fun, when it comes to ease, Sumeru is the easiest."

Paimon stretched his body, dissipating the fatigue from working hard in Mondstadt.

Ying also stretched slightly,

Mondstadt's Wind and Flower Festival, we agreed to go there to celebrate the festival,

The result is another journey to become a wage earner.

First, he helped with a lot of preparations for the Wind Flower Festival, and then he and Qin presented wind flowers to the God of Wind.

Then he accompanied the Lawrence family to the snowy mountains, half monitoring and half taking care of them.

When Mondstadt's affairs are over,

He was pulled by Wang Daoyi non-stop to help the wanderer regain his memory.

Another busy and non-stop experience,

But fortunately, after the homeless incident is over,

Ying finally had time to rest during her journey.

After visiting new and old friends in various places,

Finally, Ying and Paimon set foot on the land of Port Ormos again.

"The Port of Olmos was very busy last time I came here. This time let's go and have a good time."

Paimon flew beside Ying, talking happily.

Usually during this kind of play time, Ying would take her to eat delicious food.

So Paimon likes this kind of play.

Ying nodded: "Okay."

After being busy for so long, she wanted to have some fun.

So, the two of them walked through the streets of Port Olmos,

Buy some snacks from time to time and watch the roadside performances with the crowd.

He really looked like an ordinary tourist.

roadside,

A scholar dressed as an official watched Ying and Paimon pass by him.

His eyes lit up, and then he looked at the two people,

The white-haired talking elf!

Blonde traveler!

The scholar did not hesitate and subconsciously called Ying and Paimon.

"Two, two, please wait!"

Hear the shouts,

Ying stopped and turned to look at the shouting scholar,

Paimon also tilted his head slightly: "Who are you?"

The scholar took two hurried steps and came to the two of them: "Hello, I am Masroor, the postal officer of Omos Port, responsible for managing all kinds of mails. Are you the blond man who is traveling to various countries? Traveler, right?"

Ying nodded: "It's me."

Paimon, on the other hand, looked at the person in front of him: "What do you want from us?"

"Great, I finally found you." Masroor said with excitement and a sense of relief on his face, "There is a foreigner who took advantage of a loophole in our mailing system and got the [letter must be delivered] After promising, I filled in a very vague address.”

Listening to Masroor's words, Paimon nodded in agreement: "It is indeed quite difficult to send us letters. After all, we have been traveling around and rarely go to the mailbox. Moreover, people who usually contact us Everyone will entrust it to Catherine."

Ying and Paimon can be considered homeless.

Although there are places to stay in various places, there is really no exact address where you can send letters.

Normally, the best way for others to contact them is to leave messages through the Adventurers Association, a multinational organization.

After all, the Adventurers Association is also an important source of Ying's travel funds. She will always go to the Adventurers Association every now and then. In this way, the success rate of delivering information is much higher than delivering letters.

Then Paimon asked with a hint of curiosity, "What is the address that guy filled in?"

Masroor glanced at Paimon, and then said with some embarrassment: "Uh...he wrote, [next to a talking white-haired elf]."

Paimon:? ? ? ?

The little face went from being playful to angry: "Uuuuuuuuah, damn it, am I the one who has the address?"

"Well, I mean, this vague address is just making things difficult for us, and if the letter can't be delivered, we have to compensate him for a sum of money."

Masroor said angrily, but quickly recovered his smile, "Fortunately, luck is on my side and I found you."

Ying smiled, and she became interested in the person who sent the letter.

"Then please give me the letter. I also want to see who sent the letter."

Masroor: "Okay, okay, I just happened to have a letter, please keep it."

Ying took the letter and opened it directly without thinking too much.

Familiar handwriting appears on the paper,

[It’s been a while since we last met. How have you been?]

I heard that you two are traveling in Xumi, and I happened to come to the port of Ormos on a business trip.

These days, I go to the Diafa Hotel for a drink every afternoon.

If I'm lucky enough...

This letter can be mailed to you

Come and talk to me about old times.

The right is destiny.

-Your faithful old friend Kaia】

"Kaia! It turns out that he came to Sumeru. Speaking of which, in Mondstadt, when Yora caused such a big incident, he was not seen." Paimon said, shaking his head.

Ying smiled and put away the letter: "The scheming foreign gentleman does seem to be Kaia's handiwork."

Paimon curled his lips: "Judging from the content of the letter, he didn't expect the letter to be delivered."