The golden threads of fate draw tight
The golden threads of fate draw tight
Whose heartstrings will they sever?
Wendy listens to the news carried by the free wind.
The Traveler has no Vision, yet can wield elemental power.
He is special.
But someone deceived the gods and obtained several Visions, then fitted them together to achieve the same effect as the Traveler, wielding multiple elements. What a madman.
Wendy sighs. How greedy.
Tartaglia's Delusion lets him wield Hydro and Electro,
but it takes a terrible toll on him.
Would someone who obtained Visions through deception really think there would be no cost? Could they bear the burden?
Wendy stands atop the Vanessa Tree, his expression suddenly turning strange.
That person actually has an Anemo Vision. Was it issued by Celestia? Wendy can't remember...
Wendy has somehow ended up hearing gossip about his own home...
The information carried by the wind wasn't very detailed at first. It only said that the person had several Visions, and Wendy was quite sure he had never given an Anemo Vision to anyone strange.
Wendy wants to meet that person.
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It's over, I feel like I can't survive it. I haven't even played many games recently, I've been online and offline, and the result is that I'm like this. I'm so sad. Last year, I didn't review it and I failed to pass the easy questions. This year, I didn't review the medium difficulty questions well and failed. Why am I messing around, wasting time year after year, I feel so sad
I'm a bitter author, I'm going crazy online, people want more and more comments (acting like a baby) I've been super hard-working lately! (Continue to act coquettishly, roll, roll, roll, bang! Roll down the stairs... Roll and roll until a new bubble appears, damn it! Stop it quickly, ahhh! New comment, where are you? Chirp, chirp, chirp)
Ahhhhhh, it's the handsome little brother whose name I can't remember!!!!!!!
??? When I was reading it, I suddenly discovered a huge typo. Emmmm, I wrote "Send a Nu" as Huai'an... Huaian is not the Huaian of Wangshu Inn! I have written a comprehensive comic before, and the protagonist's name is Huai'an. Comes from: Oranges grown in Huainan are called tangerines, and those grown in northern Huaibei are called tangerines. The leaves are similar, but the actual taste is different. So why? Water and soil are different. " But I chose Huai'an because I have a sincere blessing for him. Whether it is an orange, it is sweet and delicious; Although the environment has changed and the nature of things has also changed, I still hope that the stubborn protagonist in my novel can take things easy, so I named it Huai'an. Ah, but that comic is more popular than this one! (Crying) I have been reflecting on and revising my essay recently.
Everyone else has finished, but you haven't updated yet
So, this is a young man?
I still haven't had time to update recently. If you want to see the update, please pray that I pass the exam quickly. I think I am 70% sure. (Don't say too much, just be tactful and don't relax yourself.) Write something like this in the message: The slave seemed relieved that he was born, knew his origins, and met his "family". But after the excitement passed, he felt sad. This world is a little lonely without my relatives. Also, why did "I" choose to disappear myself before? Even I cannot understand "me". Then I sent a slave to cheer myself up. It seems that I am not "me" after all. Moreover, my family has made a wish. When the world becomes more stable, we can see each other through the barriers of the world. I am not alone now. The slave's heart is at ease and he no longer wanders. Brother Kong is looking for his sister, and I just want to cross the world to find my three unreliable brothers. I should be able to call him brother, right? Let's continue traveling with Brother Kong in the future!
I haven't had much time to update recently, so I'll add some evil subplots. Ji Nu: Ah, this is just a handwritten Taoist text! Taoist priest, why did you even copy Buddhist scriptures and give them to me? The one who is a monk gave me all gold and silver. Ji Nu looked at the boxes of books and his head was spinning. He was ready to sell them back to Ji Fang, the owner of Liyue Bookstore's Wanwen Anthology House. Ji Fang looked through the scriptures, which were obscure and difficult to understand, but the paper, the writing, and the ink, a discerning person could tell at a glance that it was something good. She had never seen such good paper, ink, and calligraphy in the past. Ji Fang looked at Jinu's fresh and young face, and figured that Jinu was afraid that some down-and-out family would sell off the ancient books at home, so she wanted to keep the money down. Slave: The things given by the Taoist Master are obviously not inferior to those given by the other two! I like gold and silver, and I am not ignorant. During the conversation with Ji Fang's boss, Ji Fang gave an example that Chang Jiuye sold a lot of books to her. Chang Jiuye also shopped around, comparing and comparing, and the price given by Ji Fang was acceptable. Jinu looked at Ji Fang and wanted to negotiate the deal, but the price was unreasonable. He suddenly realized that even if I sold these items to a scholar from Xumi or Linlang from Xiguju, the price would be much higher. The slave sighed secretly that I was looking for the wrong place! Slave:… The slave suddenly no longer planned to sell to this man, and turned around to find Mr. Zhongli. Mr. Zhongli happily bought it. At the end of the month, Hutao looked at the long bill and said, "Huh? What are you talking about, guest? Now that the slave is working here, he is still my creditor???" Hutao was shocked. The debt would not disappear, but would be transferred. In the end, Zhongli walked away from Liyue Official and gave the book to the official, and the official rewarded him with a large sum of money to settle the debt.
Ever heard the sound of decay? It always feels like I'm doing nothing, and I hear everything is corrupting. Maybe I'm a bad person, so I can't give my characters a good life. My characters cannot support such a bright future. Just like the protagonist of this article in his previous life, even if he has a strong appearance, he will still crack from the inside and then... Break~