Genshin Impact: I, the Winter's Executor, am forced to work.

Fushe looked behind him and saw the figures of Mi Nu and Fanan.

He reached out his palm, wanting to touch his sister, but stopped halfway.

His hand trembled slightly, gradually withdrew, and then slowly placed it on the mask.

"So that's how it is. I've finally... I've finally reached this point too."

Fushe's smile held a hint of self-mockery: "But to be able to see your faces while I'm still lucid is enough. Or... am I already long past my prime?"

"Fushe." Xiao pressed Fushe's shoulder, feeling like he had a lot to say to him, but it all stuck in his throat.

He didn't know what to say to comfort the other person or how to explain what had happened.

Xiao deliberately controlled the strength in his hands, but his stiff shoulders revealed his complex emotions.

"Big brother..." Yingda waved his arms and quickly explained what had happened, but his older brother seemed a little confused. In the end, it was only after Mi Nu and Fanan carefully explained that Fushe temporarily accepted the current situation.

As Qin Ye requested, Mi Nu added some details to the story, but instead of revealing that Qin Ye had brought them here, he changed it to say that someone had helped them remove their karmic obstacles at a crucial moment, and that they had been recuperating beforehand.

"I see."

For Fushe, he was already a dying man. Whatever the reason for this scene, whether it was an illusion or reality, he was completely satisfied.

"The Emperor is not in Liyue at the moment, and I must safeguard the front line here. Since you have just returned from recuperation, it is not advisable for you to participate in the battle..."

“Brother Fushe, when was the last time we fought side by side?” Fa Nan helped his brother up and stood firmly beside him.

“It’s good that Fushe can’t remember, after all, that memory wasn’t all good.” Mi Nu stood on the other side of Fushe.

"In short, exterminate all the demons." Xiao's tone was firm.

"I'll lead the charge!"

The Yakshas have already received Qin Ye's approval.

"Just go ahead and do it. It'll make up for any regrets. After that, leave it to me." Qin Ye's voice echoed in the hearts of the four Yakshas.

"Heh...you guys." Seeing that he couldn't persuade his younger siblings, Fu She had no choice but to stand at the front.

The number of monsters is growing ever larger, seemingly without end.

Marshal Tengshe, General Xinyuan, General Luojuan, General Huoshu, and General Jinpeng.

All five masks were returned to their original positions simultaneously.

"The Demon-Suppressing Nuo Dance!"

Lightning flashed across the horde of monsters, and Fushe's figure moved through the purple lightning. His younger siblings were right behind him; he wouldn't let them be the vanguard.

He charged forward relentlessly, tearing monsters apart with his bare hands. Having fought for so long, he had long since lost count of how many monsters he had slain.

But whenever the fighting ended, he would look back at the other four to make sure they were alright.

Calamities may be endless, but mortals are full of emotions, and even demons have attachments.

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I don't know when.

Yaksha awoke from his dream, his eyes closed, somewhat afraid of what he was about to see.

He gently wiped away the tears that had dried at the corners of his eyes, murmuring softly.

“Boyang…it seems I had a beautiful dream.”

Fu She waited for a long time but heard no reply, so he suddenly opened his eyes.

The light pierced his eyes, making him feel uncomfortable, so he raised his hand to shield them.

When his vision returned, Fu She found himself lying on a soft bed.

"Is this not the Abyss of Layered Rocks?"

"No, Brother Fushe."

The voice that haunted his dreams rang in his ears, and Fu She quickly looked around.

The figures that have appeared in my dreams many times are sitting around me... whether it's a pleasant dream or a nightmare.

"Floating Abode".

"Big brother."

"Brother Fushe."

"Floating Abode".

The four sounds, which had become somewhat blurred in my mind, finally merged with my memories.

Qin Ye stood outside the small house in Qingce Manor, hearing the sound of joyful tears coming from inside, and silently looked up at the sky.

"Since we still have time, let's go back to Zhidong and see them first."

A gentle breeze blew by, and the man was no longer there, leaving only the simple yet cozy little house nestled among the bamboo grove.

Chapter 309 Side Story: Dadalia?

(This is a side story, not serious content. You can skip it if you feel uncomfortable.)

Liyue Harbor, Qin Ye's Villa.

After a busy and stressful day, Li finally got a much-needed break.

Although the physiological need for sleep is no longer important to him, the feeling of staying in bed is a rare enjoyment.

tata tao...

The sound of hurried footsteps reached Qin Ye's ears. The owner of the footsteps seemed a little flustered, but more likely excited.

"Doesn't Skirk care about her apprentice?"

The footsteps were indeed familiar. Qin Ye knew that it was definitely his good brother from the Fatui, who was now serving as the Winter's Kingdom's diplomatic ambassador to Liyue.

Young Master, Dada, the eleventh seat of the Fools, actually has no real power, wants to be promoted but can't, brought his master on a trip, goes wherever his partner goes, wallet, Lia.

"Hey."

Qin Ye turned over, rolled the blanket up tightly, and curled up his body.

There was no other way; his good brother had risked his life for him, and he couldn't just drive him away and make him feel disheartened.

Anyway, he just barged in with my spare key, went upstairs, pushed open the door, and yelled...

"My dear partner!"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a cool breeze brushed against Qin Ye's exposed cheek, showing just how badly his door had been damaged by his brother.

"..."

Wait a minute, why does this voice sound a bit androgynous?

"Hey..."

A sigh came, and D'Artagnan lightly covered her forehead with her hand: "Partner, I know you don't have a very good impression of going shopping with me, but since we've already made a promise, you can't just pretend to be sick, can you? I promise you we'll skip the weapon shop today, okay?"

"?"

Qin Ye found something was off. Why did these words carry a faint hint of coquetry?

He turned his body around somewhat hastily, craning his neck nervously to look at the man...woman beside the bed?

When the girl with long flowing hair saw that her friend had responded, she quickly put her hands together in front of her, leaned forward slightly, stuck out her small tongue, and closed one eye shyly.

"Aaaaaah!" A scream rang out.

Qin Ye jumped out of bed with a 'whoosh,' all sleepiness gone, and he threw the blanket aside.

"Aaaaah!" Another scream rang out.

Tadalia covered her eyes with both hands, peeking out a small gap to admire Qin Ye's abs.

Hehe, my friend always told me to be more reserved, does this make me seem more reserved?

As expected, my partner's abs are really impressive; the others just lack aesthetic appeal.

Qin Ye tried his best to calm his breathing, suppressing the uneven panting, then lay down on the bed and pulled the blanket over his head.

Tadalia reacted quickly, grabbing Qin Ye's blanket by the corner and trying to pull it away forcefully.

"Friend! I was wrong, friend! You can't break your promise! Look how pitiful I am!"

Qin Ye felt the immense force being applied to the blanket and heard the sound of fabric tearing, so he quickly released his grip.

D'Artagnan, having used too much force, stumbled back several steps and fell flat on his backside.

"hiss..."

She scratched the back of her head, looking somewhat aggrieved, while Qin Ye began to observe her more closely.

The color scheme of the clothes was basically the same as usual, but the little red scarf with gilded patterns made the duck lose its essence.

When he was a man, his clothing was still quite masculine, but when he dressed as a woman, the gray top he wore had a much bolder slit, exposing his navel and tight, fair skin. The gloves that usually covered half of his palm were now fingerless, and there seemed to be a heart-shaped cutout at the center of the glove base.

"..."

It even has a size that my wife can't compare to...

Her lower body consisted of a gray mini-skirt and barely visible black leggings, which was especially noticeable when she sat on the ground.

Even with such a revealing outfit, she didn't forget to wear classic black leg rings on her thighs.

"Answer me one question first: What year is it today? Who are you? What is your name?"

Seeing that the other party had finally spoken to her, Datalia quickly got up from the ground: "Datalia, the 11th Seat of the Fatui Executive Officer [Girl], reporting for duty!"

She fell into deep thought again: "This year is..."

"Wait! You're a [Girl]? Then what's the third seat?" Qin Ye immediately caught the most important information.

“Young Master,” Dadalia tilted her head.

What's wrong with my partner today? Has he forgotten almost everything since he hasn't been back to work in winter for a year? Or is he just not fully awake?

"What?!" Qin Ye instantly dressed himself and jumped out of bed. "I woke up to find my wife gone?"

"Isn't your wife Tatiana? Besides, aren't you two not even engaged yet?"