Chapter 444 Use nine to see a group of dragons without a leader, good luck!

In Ouyang's dream where time was lost, consciousness was buried, vision was blurred, everything was chaotic and bizarre, the situation has slowly changed.

A lotus flower that looks as tall as ten thousand feet is blooming in this space.

The petals swayed as if blown by the breeze.

Just like wings, every time it flaps, countless golden lights will shoot out from the petals and shoot around.

Just like the light in a dark room or the sun in the universe, it permanently illuminates a piece of pure land in this unknown dark space.

And the light didn't stop there.

Beams of light turned into sharp swords, shooting deeper into the darkness all the time.

It's like a king who is expanding his territory, commanding his soldiers to conquer more and larger territory in this space.

It is a pity that Ouyang, who is sitting in the middle of the lotus, does not look like a king at all.

The torn clothes were hanging on his body, and from the holes, it could be seen that there was no clean skin left on his body.

There was disgusting black sludge on the scattered hair, face, body, and even between the nails.

But he didn't seem to care.

At the same time, he remained unmoved by the various wails, temptations, malicious and ominous emotions and words that filled his ears.

He just looked at the glass beads in his hand like a fool.

There is greed, love, and many incomprehensible emotions in his eyes.

He remained motionless, just watching.

Seems to be immersed in his own world.

It seems that I just want to live like this forever.

A new day, Liyue Port.

A few more days passed, and today was finally the day for the ceremony to invite the immortals.

Just like the usual practice over the years.

People who wanted to pray for blessings and seek blessings from Lord Yan all went out in the dark before dawn.

After all, it is not easy to find a good seat in the square in front of Yiyan Palace.

The Qianyan Army already knew what the people were thinking, so in addition to the soldiers who were originally assigned to watch the night, starting from the second half of the night, a new squadron would come out of the military camp every hour to participate in the task of maintaining order.

As the saying goes, the same rice feeds all kinds of people.

Some people are in a hurry to go out, and some are not in a hurry.

For example, Zhang Mei and Zhuo Yan’s family.

When Zhang Mei finished cleaning the shrine in the courtyard and worshiping, cooking, eating, etc., and getting ready to go out, dawn had already broken in the sky.

Zhuo Yan stood at the gate of his yard. When he saw Zhang Mei holding a rag and going to wipe the shrine again, he said unhappy: "Oh, the first thing you did when you came here was to worship him. Now you have to leave."

Do you still worship him? Do you want to watch this invitation ceremony?"

"Why are you so anxious?" Zhang Mei glanced at Zhuo Yan angrily, her hands kept moving, and she muttered in her mouth, "You are so anxious, why don't you live up to your expectations and let me give you another baby?"

Big fat boy?”

"Hey! Just say what you say. It's too much to mention this!"

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

"No, I'm too lazy to talk to you." Zhuo Yan retreated instantly and shut up.

Zhang Mei, however, would not let go of this opportunity to "take advantage of the victory" and said reluctantly: "You are a grown man, and I just gave you a child and you are satisfied?"

"Last time I passed by the teahouse, I heard Dr. Tea say that we in Liyue are very particular about spreading branches and leaves. Now that you are making more money, why don't you want to have children?"

As she was talking here, seeing that her man really ignored her, she couldn't bear to change her tune.

"You still blame me for serving this god? Have you forgotten that our child got lost before, and it was me who asked this god to let our child come back on his own?"

"You can't be a person without conscience, right?"

After saying that, Zhang Mei also finished wiping.

She took out three incense sticks from the box next to her, lit them, stepped back to both sides, bowed seriously, and finally inserted the three incense sticks into the incense burner.

After doing all this, she returned to the kitchen and washed the handles before finally walking towards Zhuo Yan.

Just as he was about to open the door, Zhuo Yan, who had been bored for a long time, finally retorted: "Didn't I wipe it once before seeing you? It's only been a while for breakfast, and you went to wipe it again, but I never saw you being so loving.

Cleaned."

"Hey?!" Zhang Mei's movement of reaching out to open the door stopped. She turned around and said in disbelief: "You heartless person, you think I'm dirty?!"

"No, wasn't I talking about you wasting your time? Although we don't have to squeeze in for those good seats, if it's too late, we might not even be able to get to Yujing Terrace."

"What do you know? The weather has been gloomy and gloomy here for several months. The wind here is also strong, and the statues get dirty quickly. And I take care of the statues, isn't it for our family?"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, wrong."

Zhang Mei glanced at Zhuo Yan angrily and finally stopped talking.

But at the same time, she also had doubts in her heart.

As she said, the weather was bad and the wind was strong, so the statues got dirty quickly.

But it was too fast.

In the past, she would wipe the statue every ten days and a half, and the rag would not be too dirty. But at some point, the statue became dirty very quickly, and she had to wipe it every day.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that it started when the weather became gloomy.

Thinking of this, she opened the courtyard door, pulled Zhuo Yan and said, "Let's go, weren't you still anxious? Let's walk faster, find a good seat, and make a wish to Prince Yan to bless us in Liyue.

The weather will get better soon."

Zhang Mei simply believed that as long as the weather was nice, she would not need to wipe the statues every day.

After all, although she is sincere, she worries about whether the statue is clean every day, which is quite disturbing.

But this approach is still biased. I already have a god in my heart, but I still have to pray to another god.

Such pragmatism seems too utilitarian

"Okay, let's go." Zhuo Yan did not object, and the two of them joined the crowd and headed towards Yujing Terrace.

On the other side, at the junction of Feiyun Slope and Yujing Terrace, a ray of light flashed on the edge of the anchor point.

Sora and Paimon walked out.

Before the two of them could clearly see the specific situation, Paimon, who was flying in mid-air, exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Wow, there are so many people!"

"It's all your fault. You can obviously teleport, but you want to take the official route. It's obviously too late now, and we may not be able to find a seat."

"How can you blame me?" Sora also merged into the crowd, and he continued to face Paimon who came to his shoulder, "You don't even think about who has been sleeping in in the past two days."

"How can you blame me? Didn't you say the day before yesterday that you decided to teleport in the end? So since it's teleportation, what does it matter if I sleep or not?"

After saying that, Paimon looked up at the sky and said dissatisfiedly: "And the weather is also a big reason. It is gloomy every day, so of course I feel sleepy! I don't know when the weather will get better."

"That may be difficult. Mona said before that such weird weather has slowly penetrated into Mondstadt. Maybe it will soon cover the Seven Kingdoms now?"

"Huh? Did Mona say that? Why didn't I know?"

"Of course you don't know. Weren't you busy getting close to Gui Chuan Yu Tao at that time?"

"What the hell, that's for gathering intelligence!" Paimon angrily put his hands on his hips and looked at Sora as if he felt something.

"Traveller, I find that you seem to like teasing me lately. If you continue like this, be careful I give you an unpleasant nickname!"

"Oh?" Kong became interested and asked curiously, "Tell me, what kind of ugly nickname can you give me?"

"Hmph, considering how you insisted on challenging the King of Qiuqiu Yanhelm with a strong mouth the day before yesterday, but ended up running away in the end, I will give you a nickname - King of Strong Mouth!"

"Hahaha..." Sora laughed softly and didn't mind at all.

Under Paimon's strange look, Sora joked: "I thought you would have a nickname similar to Sora, but this is what happened?"

"A king with a strong mouth is a king with a strong mouth. After all, he is still a king, but you, Paimon, are still the emergency food!"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

"Damn traveler! Paimon is not for food!"

The two of them chatted and made noise, walking through the crowd and walking farther and farther away.

What the two of them didn't know was that Young Master Dadalia was on a rooftop somewhere on Feiyun Slope, looking at them thoughtfully.

In his eyes, the combination of Sora and Paimon is so special that he can identify each other at a glance.

Through the previous incident of meteorite fragments, he had collected a lot of information about the other party.

From the information submitted by [Ms.], it can be known that the other party is not very strong, but after collecting the mission completion records of the Adventurers Association, he found that the other party is actually a mission maniac.
To be continued...