Chapter 250 Wind and Rock
“Qianluo, Qianluo!” Wendy finally caught up with Shen Qianluo, “I don’t want to marry Long anymore, slow down, you are still injured, you can’t run around.”
I don't know how the boy who had been talking to Zhongli all night could maintain such a swift speed. Holding Shen Qianluo's thin shoulders, Wendy hung half of his upper body on them, pretending to be out of breath, and couldn't help showing a triumphant smile, and rubbed it secretly.
"What a lovely Qianluo, let me cuddle with you~ I really can't bear to see you being bullied by the old man - why don't we just fly back to Mondstadt together? You fly so fast, the old man will definitely not be able to catch up~"
"So, did Brother Wendy help me keep the Mora in the city safe?"
"Mora...? Eh, eh? Of course I am the most reliable adult in all of Mondstadt! I definitely didn't... I didn't secretly take any of it to buy wine... But there is still a lot left. I go there every day to eat and drink for free."
"Is this considered as supporting Brother Wendy?"
"Hey, as a return gift, I'll give you that wind elf~"
Floating happily beside its own god, the wind elf:?
Shen Qianluo blinked upon hearing that, then looked sideways at the young god who finally smiled cheerfully. He chuckled imperceptibly and caught the wind elf that had fallen into his palm in a wronged manner: "So, from today on, you are my elf. Um... what should I call you?"
Wendy immediately showed an interested look, and Nao Kuo came over: "Are you going to name it? Let me see Qianluo's superb literary accomplishment!"
"breeze!"
Wendy:?
"Don't you like it? That...elf? Little spirit?"
Wind Elf:?
Wendy raised her hand weakly: "How about, how about just calling me Xiaofeng...?"
Shen Qianluo deeply agreed: "Yes, such a simple and natural name is not something that ordinary people can have."
Wind Elf:?
Both of them ignored the messy wind elves following behind them, and the two gods walked side by side in a harmonious atmosphere.
Wendy, who was happily stealing home, took a quick glance and noticed the two flutes, one green and one sandalwood, that the boy had pinned to his waist.
There were even discordant auras and conflicts between them, vibrating faintly, as if they were fighting, but they were concerned about Shen Qianluo and did not dare to act rashly.
After thinking for a second, Wendy raised his lips. The young man beside him obviously noticed his gaze: "Since Qianluo has found his weapon, this wooden flute has lost its role as a substitute. How about this?"
Then, Wendy lifted up the wooden flute with his divine power, and floated it mysteriously in front of his chest. He whispered as if casting a spell: "You have completed your mission. Next, it's time to find some new fun."
The clear light point descended, and the wooden flute began to sway freely. Its size gradually shrank, but the pattern gradually became more delicate and majestic. The wind elf beside it also flapped its wings at Wendy's signal and flew into the divine light ball.
In just a moment, a small handicraft appeared in front of them.
Obviously, it is an exquisite and lovely wooden flute hair accessory.
"Do you want me to put it on for you?" The morning sun cast a faint golden thread, covering the harmonious interaction between the two. When the god raised his hand, the golden warmth fell into his eyes that were like a lake of fruit wine, and it was more like there were stars dotted in it.
"I let this child hide in the hair accessories. When necessary, he can protect Qianluo on my behalf."
Lord Wind God has good aesthetic taste, and the newly added hair accessories also add a lot of aura to a handsome boy like Shen Qianluo.
The wooden flute with feather patterns adds to the elegance and beauty of the silver hair. The whole hair accessory is free and not straight, swaying in the wind with a small arc, and you can even see the wings of a small wind elf extending from one side.
"I like it very much. This is the first time someone has given me such a valuable hair accessory." In fact, when he was a young master, he had received many rare treasures, including many valuable jewelry, but he had never looked at them directly. Shen Qianluo tilted his head and looked at the beautiful arc of the hair on the ground. "No... This is the first time a friend has given me a gift."
Her drooping eyelashes slightly blocked the dimness in her eyes. Wendy's gaze was far-reaching. When she withdrew her fingertips from the boy's hair, her voice became much calmer and gentler: "Since you have accepted the gift, you must agree to one request from brother."
"What's the interesting suggestion?" Shen Qianluo looked over with the corner of his mouth raised, and the soft folds of his white clothes seemed to be filled with sunlight.
Their eyes met, and they looked at each other with gentle but extremely serious eyes.
"From now on, no matter how cruel the arrangement of fate is, the god bathed in the breeze must not fall into the shadow."
“Brother Wendy…” Finally, he was slightly moved. Just as Shen Qianluo was about to answer, he saw Wendy suddenly change the subject and laughed.
"But, Qianluo, listen to me. If you are entangled by a dragon, remember to fly back to Mondstadt... Hey~ Don't forget our promise. Brother Wendy loves you~"
Wendy fled away in a hurry.
"..." Sighing helplessly, Shen Qianluo did not look back, but turned his back to the gaze of the people behind him.
The visitor seemed very anxious, breathing slightly, with slightly burning eyes. Finally, when he saw that the young man had not gone far, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Probably the moment he woke up, he suddenly realized that the boy had disappeared without a trace again. This must be a terrifying thing even for a god.
Perhaps Shen Qianluo’s return was just a dream, or perhaps the boy’s existence from the beginning to the end was nothing more than a fictional illusion.
He was still a god, still a leader, and still the Rock King of Liyue, but from the very beginning, there had never been this young god named Shen Qianluo by his side.
"He's awake." Shen Qianluo whispered, sensing someone approaching from behind.
Zhongli obviously noticed the new exquisite hair accessory on the boy's head. There was no need to guess, it must be the work of Wendy.
They walked together naturally, intertwining their fingers tightly, without saying much, but looking into the distance with eyes that became much lighter: "Let's go home, I'm a little hungry."
"I also have a gift for you." Zhongli spoke in a gentle voice, turned around and faced the young man, and handed him the exquisite gift box that he had prepared long ago.
"This must have been Ali's long-planned plan." Unable to resist teasing, Shen Qianluo opened the gift box in good spirits and raised his eyebrows in slight surprise.