Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 299 How could this happen!

"Your Majesty the Emperor!"

When he got into the house, he called out loudly, and sure enough, he saw someone turning towards him at the window. Cheng Yan jumped directly into Morax's arms.

"Lord Emperor, it's another year of inviting the immortals to the ceremony. What gift would you like this year?"

Morax picked up Cheng Yan and placed him on the windowsill, holding him with one hand to make sure he wouldn't fall.

"As long as it's from you, it's fine."

He seemed to be talking to Cheng Yan, but his eyes were fixed on the streets of Liyue in the distance through Cheng Yan.

Morax's gaze was so dark that no emotion could be seen.

"Cheng Yan, what do you think would happen if Liyue lost its gods one day?"

Cheng Yan's pupils constricted and he grabbed Morax's clothes hard.

"What do you mean, how can we lose the gods?"

The god of Liyue is none other than the Emperor.

"Why do you make such assumptions? Lord Emperor, what happened?"

Morax held down the emotional Cheng Yan.

"I'm just asking casually. Just treat it as a story."

Cheng Yan struggled to jump down from the windowsill, walked around Morax carefully, and checked him thoroughly.

"I don't want it. Lord Emperor, tell me why you ask this? Is there any unusual movement in Liyue? Are you feeling unwell? Please tell me quickly, okay?"

A series of questions popped up like beans pouring out, and Cheng Yan was about to cry.

Morax hugged him tightly to calm him down.

"There is no other meaning. Sooner or later, Liyue will become the Liyue of the Liyue people. I am just making an assumption."

Realizing that he was too emotional, Cheng Yan grabbed Morax's collar and buried himself in his arms.

"My Lord Emperor, I may not understand many of your ideas, but as long as you say them, I will try my best to understand and help you."

Morax rubbed his eye sockets with an almost invisible smile on his lips.

When Cheng Yan left Yujingtai, he still felt uneasy in his heart, and soon, this uneasiness was reflected in reality.

……

"The emperor has been killed! Lock down the whole place!"

Cheng Yan was on a high place, watching the Immortal Ancestor's transformation falling heavily to the ground, and felt the world spinning around him.

The interaction between the Traveler and Tartaglia in front of him made it impossible for him to think, and his mind was filled with only the falling dragon body.

Knowing that this was just an entity created by Morax's power, Cheng Yan's hands were still shaking as he stood in the panicked crowd and stared.

You're lying, everything was fine yesterday.

Or maybe the Emperor had already planned it but didn't tell me.

unacceptable.

Cheng Yan's eyes were red, and he turned and went to Morax's room.

But the house was empty, everything had been dealt with in advance.

Cheng Yan sniffed and flew to the highest point of Liyue on Zhufeng Mountain.

He wanted to find Morax.

But Liyue, which used to be full of familiar faces, was now extremely deserted. Cheng Yan went to look for Guizhong, Jinpeng and other immortals but all came back in vain, which made him feel that something was being hidden from him.

Cheng Yan, who was helpless and panic-stricken, finally stopped beside a rock god statue and lay at its feet crying.

He had gone to look for his Lord Emperor yesterday, but he didn't even tell him about such an important matter.

How could the people of Liyue bear it? How could the god they had worshipped and revered for so many years suddenly leave?

A shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, covering Cheng Yan's entire body.

There was an extra hand on his shoulder. Cheng Yan turned around with tears in his eyes and met Morax's helpless face.

"Mr. Emperor, I thought you were gone."

Morax patted his back, with an unprecedented sense of relief in his eyes, "Yes, Morax is gone."