Genshin Impact: Fabricated history was broadcast live, frightening the Seven Kingdoms

Chapter 202

In ancient times, the city of the moon girl.

Five years have passed since the Red King left for the outside of the region.

In the past five years, Mu Hui has been staring at the module's energy bar every day.

He had already received the reward of the second level and drew a phantom god, the giant god soldier of Obelisk.

Now you only need to wait for the third-level energy bar to reach 100% to get the last phantom god.

95%, already almost filled.

Fortunately, he went to the future halfway and handed out 300 million cards.

Narcida also asked when he was going to rescue Apep.

Mu Huai said to wait, this is a plus, and it should be saved for the critical moment.

Because in these years, Apep did not come to give him an answer.

Save her now, you won't get any good.

As for the state of Uruk, there are already five million people.

But the system still did not have "one, three, three" to determine the task completed.

So the acacia can only continue to develop and make them stronger.

After spending a long time with the two goddesses, on their birthdays, he always prepared gifts to celebrate.

Or play while drinking, dance with Marikata, or sing ballads with Buyel.

Gradually, the birthdays of the three gods became a common holiday for the people of the two countries.

On Muhuai's birthday, the flower god will dance.

On the birthday of the king of trees, the flower god will dance.

On the birthday of the flower god, the flower god will also dance.

Whenever the flowers dance, countless beautiful patisaram grows on the sand and meadows they step on.

In the stage built by flowers, blessings are given to dear friends and mankind.

So people named the festival the Flower God's Birthday Festival.

This year, it was King Dacishu's birthday again.

The lively celebration is a carnival of the two peoples.

Sitting high on top of the palace, accompanied by two goddesses.

But today, he's just a supporting role.

Reduced to the point of being a musician.

Mu Huai plucked the strings and played beautiful music.

In front of her, Marikata dances among the flowers to express her blessing for the king of trees.

On his side, Bouyer smiled and chanted the song softly.

Her loving gaze descended down the high platform, and people paraded in floats, with the knight of flowers leading the way.

People throw flowers, sweets, wine.

In the praise of the people, the Great Mercy Tree King sent his blessings.

Bring the celebratory atmosphere to a climax.

"If only such a day could exist forever. "

Bouyer was touched.

Every time she sees people's smiling faces and happy appearances, she always worries about future generations.

"Knowing the extra things, you are more likely to worry, which seems to be a bad thing." "

Mu Huai teased.

Buyer smiled and shook his head: "No, although I am worried about their future, but with you, I believe that the future will not be too bad." "

Mu Huai glanced at the ends of Buyel's hair, put it in the palm of his hand, and took out a wooden comb from the ring to comb the messy hair.

By the way, he retorted: "You show that kind of expression and say believe me? "

Buyel raised his hand and touched his cheek, "It's true, please believe what I expect from you." "

Mu Hui smiled and said nothing.

Quietly comb Buyer's hair.

Maybe she was disturbed when she was fighting with Marikata.

Buyel quietly looked at Mu Huai's face, at his hand combing his hair.

An inexplicable hope emerged in my heart.

"This moment, if only it could be eternal..."

The ambiguous atmosphere gradually intensified.

But a third person intervened.

"No wonder I feel that with two less audiences, it turns out to be a world of its own." "

A slightly vinegared voice came.

Marikata's long cherry colored hair glows in the sunlight, and the breeze blows through as if there is a pleasant ringing.

This dreamlike ringing is like urging someone to invite her to join the ambiguous atmosphere.

Mu Hui stretched out his hand and led her to sit beside him.

The two goddesses, one left and one right, each with its own body fragrance and each with its own posture.

Different scents enter Muhuai's nasal cavity together, giving him a wonderful olfactory experience.

This feeling is more magical than the Raiden sisters.

It can only be said that it is impossible to ask for it. (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!)

This beautiful picture also made the eyes of people in the live broadcast room red.

[Nilu: "That's the real flower god's birthday festival, I finally saw it with my own eyes."] "】

[Dolly: "Speaking of which, this year's flower god's birthday festival is also coming soon...."]

[Xeno: "So, do you want to hold a Duel King Tournament?"

[Elheisen: "Do it on your own birthday. "】

[Nilu: "I want to learn the dance of the flower god and offer the most beautiful dance to the little auspicious grass king. "】

[Nasida: "Thank you, I will definitely come to see."] "】

Nasida has seen many performances of the Flower God's Birthday Festival, but it was the first time she actually came out to participate.

These opportunities are possible thanks to Muhuai.

[Vinina: "Birthday, Nasita, if you invite me, I will give you a trial to wish you a birthday. "】

[Clorinde: "Lord Mizujin is going to Meru?"

[Navillette: "Nasida, don't take it seriously. "】

Too focused or too spoiled, although the behavior is flawed,

But Navillette recognized Nasida's sense of responsibility as a god of Meru.

The youngest god can still do this, but look at some hysterical guy...

There was a sound of self-talk in my ears.

If I am invited, what gift should I prepare, she is younger than me, is it appropriate to give her toys, or is it better to give her a five-star ornamental fish?"

"I have to take a few people to the trial, but Mu Huai tried the great sages of the Holy Court there, and the people I judged must have such a high status, otherwise it will be too cheap." "

Navillette looked at Ferninga, who was pacing on the high platform, and couldn't help sighing:

"If wisdom has color, it must be blue. "

Just when everyone was immersed in the lively atmosphere of the Flower God's Birthday Festival.

The screen in the live broadcast room suddenly turned.

It becomes dark and gloomy.

The unfamiliar space twisted and fluctuated.

A door opened.

The stars, chaos, are synonymous with doors.

Out of it came a man.

When the quiet cold light shone on his face, the audience immediately recognized the comer.

It was the Red King, Ahmal, who went outside the region in search of forbidden knowledge.

At this time, his eyes were more disheveled and deep than before.

It seems that he has experienced life and death, or he has gained confidence.

"Your emperor is back. "。