[Hunter] Spring water tinkling

"Your power is sealed?" Koizumi was a little surprised, "Didn't you say that your power can be recovered by exposing it to the moon?"

"It can only be replenished little by little, and it will take a long time, but here," the black cat turned to the gemstone, its eyes flickering slightly, "here is a quarter of my strength."

Koizumi looked at the gemstone, knelt down, and patted the black cat on the head, "Then break the seal." He wanted to recover sooner. If he recovered sooner, she could see his real face earlier. look like.

The black cat looked at the gem in silence, took a deep breath, raised its right front paw and stepped on it.

In an instant, a dark blue light was released from the gemstone, covering the black cat's surroundings, and gradually penetrated into the black cat's right front paw.

After the last gleam of light faded, the gemstone also cracked.Koizumi couldn't wait to pick up the black cat, looked left and right, but didn't see any difference.

"This kind of strength is not enough to bring me back to my original appearance." The black cat spoke softly, with a hint of a smile hidden in its eyes.

"However, it doesn't mean that there is no change at all." Koizumi looked at the black cat that was still a black cat with a bit of depression.

"There is a change, but it's not obvious." The black cat raised its right front paw, and the pad of the right front paw turned black like ink.

"That is to say, there are about three other things that seal your power, and then you can recover after all four of your meat pads turn black?" She poked the one that turned black but Still soft pads.

The black cat nodded, "But their distribution should be irregular, and it can only depend on luck."

"Oh." Koizumi stood up, but found that the surroundings were still surrounded by ruins, and they were still in this space, "What's going on?"

The black cat looked up, "Theoretically, it shouldn't be like this..."

"Ah!" Koizumi suddenly cried out in pain, covering his head and curling up on the ground.

"What's the matter, are you okay..." The black cat rushed to her eyes and pushed her arm worriedly.

"It's okay, I'm okay..." She grinned, but the appearance of the black cat in front of her eyes became more and more blurred, and finally, it was replaced by successive pictures.

Watching Koizumi slowly close his eyes, the black cat pushed her, but she didn't respond any more.

"Master!" A voice full of worry and sadness resounded above the space, but no one heard it...

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"Mianquan," the amiable patriarch's mother-in-law looked at her with relief, "you have been chosen by God."

"Chosen by God?" A slight doubt appeared on her gentle face.

"After sleeping this time, you have a four-pointed star in your eyes, right?" The patriarch's mother-in-law stared straight into her eyes.

She froze for a moment, and covered her eyes with her slender and fair hands, "...Yes."

"The place where you are sleeping this time is the place where the gods chose our people. If you are chosen by the gods, there must be a mark on your body... Your mark is the four-pointed star in your eyes," the patriarch said. The mother-in-law stretched out her hand and stroked her cheek, "But at that time, I thought, you will definitely be chosen. Because you are beautiful even among the clansmen, and you are also very powerful, especially when you are a Very gentle. Remember, don't waste this opportunity, you are our pride."

"Yes." She smiled lightly, showing her youthfulness.

The patriarch's mother-in-law paused, and continued to explain, "Of course, before that, you must first find the messenger that belongs to you. As you know, the Yinxing clan are all the messengers of God, and they have been connected to God and us Baiyu since ancient times. In your After being selected, your emissary will also have the same characteristics as you, which is a four-pointed star."

"Yes, then I'll start right away." She bowed upright, and stepped back respectfully.

The patriarch stood where he was, looking at the beautiful back that was fading away, his eyes were full of pride.

After packing her luggage, Mianquan walked out of the forest where they had been living in seclusion during the grand farewell ceremony of the tribe.Looking back, there was an empty grass field, and the noisy scene was gone.

Looking at the deer grazing quietly on the grass, a slight smile appeared on her face, it seemed that their clan's enchantment was very safe.

After stopping for a while, she folded her wings and turned to leave the grassland.

According to the route given by the patriarch's mother-in-law, she successfully avoided humans and came to the residence of Silver Star.

When we got there, it was raining heavily.Holding a blue umbrella, she stopped and looked inside.

The scene in front of her instantly turned her warm smiling face into horror—there was blood all over there.The scene was like blood-colored flowers blooming on the silver cloth strips, which was shocking.

Suppressing the uneasiness in her heart, she slowly walked into this small village filled with the smell of corpses.

On the muddy path washed by the rain, some tiny traces could still be seen faintly. If she guessed correctly, they must be traces of humans.

When I was at the entrance of this village, I noticed that they didn't set up an enchantment at all. Did they overestimate themselves or underestimate humans?

Sighing silently, she continued walking inside.She wanted to find her messenger, even if it was a corpse.

Walking in small steps, each step fell heavily on her heart.The corpses all over the ground touched her soft heart, making it throb little by little.

How many times, she stopped to go back, but struggled to move forward.She didn't want to lose to herself, so she could only move on.

In a small dark corner, she suddenly saw a figure sitting against the wall, and when she looked carefully, the four-pointed star in those empty eyes made her startled... Finally, she found it.

Had he been watching the massacre from that place?With such empty eyes, he must be very hurt inside.Perhaps the injury was more than just witnessing the carnage... His hair was black, unlike the other Silver Stars.

Is he still alive because of human protection?Humans don't believe that he is a silver star, with such hair color.

His usual life must be very hard, because of that hair color.

However, fortunately, with that hair color, he survived, and it is always good to be alive.

And, she loves it.The black hair is far more beautiful than the flamboyant silver.At least, she thought so.

He stepped forward, stepped in the deep and shallow puddles, and slowly walked in front of him.

He looked up, but his eyes were still empty.

Seeing him like this made her feel very distressed.That look didn't suit him, not at all with his beautiful blue eyes.

Holding the umbrella in one hand, she stretched out the other to him. She bent down slightly and raised the corners of her mouth, "I'll take you out of here."

Seeing the confusion in his eyes, she continued, "I came to pick you up, I was chosen by God, and my messenger is you. Not because you are the only one, but because it is you."

Those eyes gradually brightened, and the hand that was hanging by her side slowly lifted up, holding her hand.

Her smile deepened, she pulled him into her umbrella, held his hand tightly, and led him out of that dull place.

After walking for a while, he regained his composure and looked at her a little at a loss.

"What's your name?" She smiled at him.

"I... don't have a name." He didn't have a name, and he didn't want this gentle man to know what everyone called him.

She looked at his somewhat lonely eyes, and blurted out a name, "Nian Yan."

He looked at her, slightly puzzled.

"Your name is Nian Yan," she looked into his eyes, "There's no reason, I just think it's appropriate."

"Nian Yan," he repeated softly, then raised his head, with a little light in his eyes, "Thank you, master."

"Master...Master?" This time it was her turn to be puzzled.

"Yes, master." He smiled lightly, his eyes full of trust and gratitude.

"Well, don't call me like that, my name is Mianquan, just call me Xiaoquan," she smiled again, "I'll call you Xiaonian from now on."

He nodded, "Yes, master."

"Well, Xiaonian, just call me Koizumi." This master called her a little at a loss.

"Yes, Master."

"It's not the master, it's Koizumi." She felt helpless.

"Then... Koizumi." Nian Yan looked at her with a smile on his face.

She smiled faintly and looked at him, "Xiao Nian, let's go."

"Yes, Master."

There's really no way, she sighed, probably it will take a while to change the 'Master'.

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Opening her eyes slightly, what just now, are those memories she has forgotten?

"Master!" The black cat yelled when it saw that she was awake, and jumped in front of her.

"How many times have I told you, call me Koizumi, don't call me master." Koizumi smiled and sat up with his hands propped up.

"You, remember?" The black cat looked at her worriedly.

"Well, but I guess that's not all." After all, these memories she recalled were not painful memories.

"Your memory may only have recovered a quarter." The black cat looked at the enchantment that had begun to come into contact.

"Well, I think so," Koizumi stood up, "Probably because my memory can be restored as much as your strength has been restored."

The black cat lowered its head. If possible, he doesn't want the master to restore all his memories, so as long as he doesn't restore his strength, it's fine.

"Xiao Nian, your strength must be recovered, just like my memory." Koizumi touched the black cat's head, it would be too cunning if those memories and pains were all for him to bear, she didn't want him A person is sad.If the painful memories that belonged to her are recovered, maybe she can understand the reason why her mother gave up everything for human beings.

She looked at the black cat and said solemnly, "Xiao Nian, I will never forget you again."

The author has something to say: I was about to vomit blood when I was in school. Sure enough, the amount of courses in high school is not enough. Finally, I went home, let's start with a chapter. . .