Under the continuous heavy rain, Liyue Port is a little quieter than usual. The raindrops hit the streets made of ancient bluestones, making a crisp sound, like pearls falling to the ground, and the sound of splashing is very pleasant to the ear.
Colorful oil-paper umbrellas were opened in the heavy rain. Young girls, young men, old people, women and children, holding umbrellas, slowly shuttled through this bustling street, chatting and laughing, talking about poems and songs, or
Communicate in a low voice, or shake your head and sigh.
All in all, the spirit of life is in front of you, making this golden port under the heavy rain a different color from usual.
The lights on the houses on both sides of the street looked a little dim under the heavy rain, but it still did not affect its beauty. It was just that in the coldness and darkness of the rain curtain, it looked more mysterious and deep, giving people a feeling of being inaccessible.
In an inn near the harbor, Shen He, whose clothes were soaked due to a sudden heavy rain, was taking a bath in the bathroom of Yunmo's room. Although the heavy rain took away the dust and smoke, the sediment remained behind.
The body had to be cleaned.
Shen He's whole body was soaked in hot water. The hot air rose up and evaporated into mist in the water, shrouding her in it. She could not see clearly. Only the long snow-white hair that had not been untied from the red rope while bathing was floating in the water.
, elusive and uncertain.
The water vapor gradually dissipated, revealing that stunning face. A pair of beautiful eyes were tightly closed, with long eyelashes that fluttered like swan wings. The cold and indifferent temperament became more misty and misty as the water vapor evaporated, as if it was about to ride on the wind.
General.
Yun Mo, on the other hand, was sitting outside, with his upper body exposed, using warm water and gauze to clean the wound on his left shoulder.
Although Yun Mo endured the battle as if nothing was wrong, the wound that almost penetrated his shoulder still looked a bit shocking, especially the blood stains mixed on the gauze, which was even more glaring.
Fortunately, Yun Mo's recovery ability is extremely strong. Even if he doesn't use the power of life to treat him, the recovery power brought by the devil's blood can quickly heal him. The pain is just a little unbearable, but it is not a serious problem.
At this time, Shen He had also finished bathing and walked out wearing the clothes Yun Mo had prepared for her. Water droplets were still dripping from the ends of her hair, flowing into her neck along the hair and creating a graceful arc on her fair skin.
, which makes people think endlessly.
Shen He watched Yun Mo treating his wounds expressionlessly, walked over slowly, and asked softly: "Do you need help?"
"Trouble." Yun Mo looked up at Shen He and nodded. He had cleaned the sand from the wound, but it was still a bit difficult to bandage it with one hand.
After hearing this, Shen He sat beside Yun Mo and picked up the bandage on the side to bandage his wound. Due to his unskilled technique, the bandage was a little skewed, but at least the wound was protected.
Shen He looked at Yun Mo's shoulder blades that were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and couldn't help but feel slightly shocked. Is this possible for humans? This kind of healing speed simply exceeded the scope of her imagination.
"Are all demon gods monsters?" Shen He secretly cursed in his heart. He didn't feel that his hand was a little stronger. Yun Mo's wound appeared again with slight cracks. Blood seeped out from the wound and dyed the white gauze red.
It looks extremely charming and dazzling.
"Hiss..." Yun Mo took a breath and frowned.
"What's wrong?" Shen He asked confusedly and unconsciously.
"Be gentle, it's going to bleed again." Yun Mo looked at Shen He's expression, smiled lightly, and said, "But it's just a little painful, nothing serious."
Hearing this, Shen He nodded, abandoned the distracting thoughts in his mind, and bandaged Yun Mo's wound again. Unknowingly, the movements of her hands had become much more skillful, and were no longer as clumsy as before.
Yun Mo's eyes were fixed on Shen He's face that was similar to his own. After a while, he suddenly asked: "Can you teach me the art of killing evil?"
If the remaining remains of the other sleeping demons in Liyue are affected by "time" as in the end, he may be able to eliminate the remnant souls of these demons more efficiently if he learns the Liyue Immortal's unique technique of subduing demons and killing evil spirits.
, it turns into a demon every time, and I’m so tired just thinking about it.
Shen He paused in his movements, raised his head, and looked at Yun Mo strangely. She seemed not to have expected that Yun Mo would make such a request, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.
"Don't want to?"
"No." Shen He shook his head, looked at Yun Mo and asked, "It's just that with your strength, you shouldn't need this skill, right?"
Shen He still remembered Yun Mo's sword that came to the world in Tianheng Mountain. It seemed to be more powerful than her immortal masters, or it could only be compared to the blow that hit the Jade Pavilion to the ground when defeating the Whirlpool Demon God.
"That's right..." Yun Mo nodded slightly when he heard this, without forcing anything.
At this time, Yun Mo's injury had been bandaged. He slowly stood up and walked to the window, looking at the port shrouded in heavy rain. He tapped the window frame with his fingers and murmured thoughtfully: "I just did it."
A small piece of rain is coming, why does it keep falling..."
When it comes to rainy weather, Yun Mo can't get up his energy. Even if he becomes the God of Thunder, he is always a little lazy. He may have learned this from a certain fox. After all, those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to Mo are.
Black.
Looking at the continuous rain, Yun Mo sighed slightly.
And in the far east of Teyvat continent, in the Narukami Grand Shrine on Narukami Island, Yae Kamiko, who was eating fried tofu and reading light novels, sneezed cutely, rubbed his nose, and wondered who it was.
Are you talking about me?
Could it be that the little guy misses me? Hehehehe.
A bright smile immediately broke out on Yae Shenzi's pretty face, and then she looked at the equally dark sky and the sea horizon, which was darker than the sky. Her expression became confusing again, and she murmured to herself: "
Is the storm coming again? I hope the little guy can stay far away..."