Chapter 264 1st
The figure of the scattered soldier suddenly appeared before his eyes, his face half covered by flowing veil, his expression full of playfulness and pride.
The entire shadow was slightly darker than its surroundings, and its illusory outline flashed with purple light that symbolized thunder.
"You're here." Shen Qianluo smiled softly, raised his eyes and looked at the boy who was allowed to enter his consciousness, stopped on the street of Xumi, and passed by the people coming and going around him.
"Oh? You know I can hear your inner voice?" Sanbing was slightly surprised by the conversation he whispered in his heart, but then, the slight surprise in his heart was suppressed by the young man who was about to become a god.
"But it doesn't matter. You have never been seen through. But I am no longer the same person I was before. Soon, you will witness the birth of a new god—"
Staring at the executive officer who was looking up at the sky with his arms folded and acting arrogant and powerful, Shen Qianluo suddenly lowered his voice and spoke with interest: "Do you want to become a god so much?"
"I understand that you, a guy born as a god, have enjoyed the rights and privileges brought by being a god since birth, and you don't understand the insignificance of sentient beings."
The light snort instantly turned into a shadow, flashing from the front of the young man to the back, and the voice of the new god followed the trembling lightning and entered his consciousness.
'Of course, I don't need to understand. Mortals and you cannot understand the supreme authority of God, so let me allow you to be the first witness and congratulate the new God of the same status as you.'
"Skirmisher, you probably haven't seen it yet."
'what? '
Facing the doubtful yet calm attitude of the would-be new god, the boy who was born as a god smiled calmly: "A day as a god. Aren't you curious? What do gods like me do every day?"
'…' His intuition told him that the other party was plotting something, but Sanbing was attracted by the temptation in Shen Qianluo's words and stood still.
"Gods are independent individuals. Regardless of whether the gifts they bestow are good or bad, they are worthy of human gratitude and worship, aren't they?"
"But I am a reliable senior. This is a necessary lesson to become a qualified god." Shen Qianluo continued to make sense, and when his eyelashes drooped slightly, the playfulness in his eyes finally revealed, "How about staying with me for a while? With just one night of careful teaching, you can graduate from Qianluo's God Training Class."
'? When did you offer this kind of course?'
"I just opened it just for you. Are you grateful?"
'whispering sound…'
Shen Qianluo interrupted him with a smile: "You promised it yourself. I am a god, and no matter what the gift of a god is, it is worthy of gratitude and worship."
The dissatisfaction in his heart had probably already overflowed, and Sanbing said with a very light sigh: "I also said that I will become the new god--"
"As you can see, the you standing in front of me at this moment is your truest self. Not a Fatui Executioner, nor a new god who is about to break the law with the Heart of Thunder, but yourself."
Looking into the god's peaceful, warm and forgiving black eyes, Sanbing was slightly distracted. He seemed to want to sneer subconsciously, but he was speechless for a few seconds: "I thought that I would not hear any comments against your will from your mouth. Didn't you deny his qualifications as a god in Yuanxia Palace?"
"So you're worried about my criticism." Her pretty face was filled with sudden enlightenment, and Shen Qianluo, as expected, successfully caught a glimpse of a straggler who was about to explode.
"I am about to become a god. How can a high and mighty god like me worry about your criticism? Ridiculous."
"What a cute new god." Shen Qianluo nodded, and naturally took Longlong in his arms and walked down the street, "Well, let's go."
When did he promise him...!?
Also, he used cute to describe him…?
Looking in shock at the young man walking away with his back to him, Sanbing wanted to say something but stopped himself for countless times. He could only attribute it to the arrogance of the god.
Youyou's eyes were fixed on Shen Qianluo's thin back. He seemed to want to see through him completely, but he could only return empty-handed once again. He snorted in frustration and controlled his body to follow.
Shen Qianluo didn't seem to be doing anything special. He just calmly observed the roadside stalls and watched the people on the streets trading goods, singing and laughing, or passing by.
She even asked about the price of items from time to time, lowered her head close to Longlong, and asked him in a doting tone whether he liked it and whether he wanted to buy it.
Skirmisher:?
Is this the day of God?
What exactly is the true face that Shen Qianluo wants to show him?
However, as he was thinking, his gaze fell more and more involuntarily on Longlong.
It was a long, fluffy little animal, but it seemed to have a strange aura. Even if one wanted to look at it, one would instantly feel a faint palpitation. Along with it came the same bottomless abyss-like feeling that Shen Qianluo had.
'What creature is that in your arms?'
'My toys.'
'……Toy?'
The soldier was stunned for a moment, as if he had come into contact with some forbidden knowledge, "Gods would raise this?"
After stopping to think for a moment, Shen Qianluo nodded with certainty and spoke without hesitation: "Of course, gods all have their own special hobbies."
"What's your hobby?" Sanbing was really curious and asked with his arms folded.
Shen Qianluo made a serious expression and said in a serious voice: "For example, I love dragon toys and I love only dragons. And the Emperor of Liyue..."
He kept it a secret and his voice gradually dropped to a low level.
"What happened to Yan Shen?" The scattered soldiers' eyes were more focused, as if they were expecting new information.
So Shen Qianluo sighed and whispered solemnly: "I love to drink my own bath water."
Skirmishers: ? ?
Longlong:?
Seeing the expression of Sanbing change from shock to astonishment and then to bewilderment, Shen Qianluo then smiled with success and added faintly: "It's a pity that the scene of the emperor bathing, how could I see it casually? It was just a casual remark~"
"…" Sanbing's expression seemed very interesting.
"..." The same seemed to be true for the dragon that had secretly bitten him, if his cute fluffy dragon face was anything to go by.
At least Shen Qianluo was much happier. He stood in front of the stage of Zubair Theater holding Longlong.
The crew members were busy preparing for the Flower Goddess Festival, running around to renovate and set up the place. Sweat was clearly dripping down their faces, but their expressions were filled with genuine happiness.
"Ignorant and insignificant humans can only be satisfied if they dedicate their own value to the gods." Perhaps he thought of something, and Sanbing sneered at this.
Standing side by side with him on the stage, Shen Qianluo did not deny, but did not agree either. He just asked gently: "Sanbing, do you know the origin of the Flower God's Birthday Festival?"