God Killer: Star Weaver

"Well……"

When Ling Chen woke up again, it was completely dark.

At this moment, he was lying on the wooden bed in the house. The pain all over his body made him unable to move. There was a cold feeling in the joint of his left knee.

"Is this...ice?"

Feeling the coldness, Ling Chen raised his head with difficulty and looked at his left knee. He saw that the joint was wrapped in a thick layer of ice, and a strange energy came from the ice to nourish him. Although he could no longer feel the existence of his left leg at the broken part, he could not feel the pain from it either.

"The power of weaving stars."

Ling Chen looked at this strange ice, and the energy seeping out of it was naturally the power of weaving stars.

The moonlight shines through the window with only a window frame and reflects on this piece of ice, making the latter appear even more mysterious and mysterious.

"I don't know which master's work it is."

After watching for a while, Ling Chen lay down again and smiled.

Boom!

Just when Ling Chen was about to close his eyes again, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"It's so late, who is it?"

"Please come in!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Ling Chen couldn't help but be confused for a while, and then shouted to the door.

squeak……

The wooden door was slowly pushed open, and a petite figure slowly walked in.

"Who are you……?"

"Wake up, it seems my healing breath has had some effect!"

Hearing Ling Chen's question, the petite figure couldn't help but smile, and a sound like a silver bell came.

"Did you treat my injury? Thank you! My name is Ling Chen, may I ask you..."

"Just call me Yin'er."

Qianying slowly approached, and as the moonlight shone on her face, it was natural that the girl on the sidelines said the word "different eyes".

Although the girl is petite, her figure is graceful and graceful, and her voice is like a nightingale. A ponytail flicked gently, bringing a bit of vitality to this lifeless room.

Such an appearance was a bit out of place in the Dragon Pavilion. Unfortunately, Ling Chen was only a young man after all, so he didn't focus too much on the former after seeing the person clearly.

"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Sister Yin!"

"I'm used to it. I'm the only one in Dragon Pavilion who has the ability to heal. After all, most of the warriors here are arrogant warriors, so injuries are inevitable." Yin'er nodded slightly.

"The ability to heal? Isn't that something that only has the wood attribute?" Ling Chen was stunned, and then thought of Selin. The latter has the star-weaving power of the wood attribute. Although it cannot be used against the enemy, that magical power The effect can heal his wounds in the blink of an eye.

"Who said that, although the wood attribute also has the ability to heal, it can basically only be used for external injuries..." Hearing this, Yin'er smiled sweetly and sat at the end of Ling Chen's bed, "Your bones are broken, even if Even if the Star Weaver with the complete wood attribute comes, there is nothing he can do."

"Oh...that's it." Ling Chen nodded thoughtfully, looking up at the wooden ceiling, "Thank you, Senior Sister Yin, what's the matter with you coming to my place? I'll go to bed if you have nothing to do. You can leave Please hold the door for me. It’s very cold.”

"You guy, I'm going to help you heal your internal injuries. I want to see how you are doing tonight. It's better for you. You want to drive me away before we even have a few words to talk." Hearing this, Yin'er's big eyes couldn't help but flash. Cunning, said angrily.

However, what is different from her cute expression and tone is that although her voice is as sweet as a nightingale, it is a little magnetic, revealing a calmness that is completely inconsistent with her appearance.

"No, no, thank you!" Ling Chen, who was misunderstood, hurriedly explained, "I'm just asking."

Seeing Ling Chen's look, Yin'er smiled again.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, hearing this voice, Ling Chen felt a surge of sadness in his heart, which almost made his eyes wet. Immediately he raised his head again and cast his gaze on the girl sitting at the end of his bed.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Ling Chen's eyes that suddenly seemed moist, Yin'er was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Actually, I stopped by tonight to ask about your situation, Teacher Mu Yao."

"Huh? Oh, I'm... pretty good. I'm sorry about what happened today. I thought he was going to kill me, so..."

Hearing these words, the memories of the almost life-and-death battle with Qin Yilan during the day immediately came flooding back. Ling Chen, who had now calmed down, quickly explained again, with a bit of a loss in his tone.

"Do you still remember where you are from?" Yin'er said nothing, looking into Ling Chen's light blue eyes and asked softly.

"Uh..." When asked about this topic, Ling Chen looked embarrassed, thought for a moment and replied, "On the ship."

"..."

Yin'er was speechless and nodded. It seemed that this young man's memory had indeed been wiped clean.

"Then, did anyone teach you the moves you used when sparring with Qin Yilan during the day?" After a moment of silence, Yin'er asked.

"No, I just learned how to use it after seeing him use it in battle..." Ling Chen recalled, "But there are some things I couldn't learn, such as those attacks where he later used the Star Weaving Power..."

"Senior brother Qin Yilan is more face-saving. If you, a newcomer, make him look embarrassed in front of so many people, he will naturally fight you to the death." Yin'er shook her head and smiled.

"How is he?" Ling Chen asked, laughing a few times in agreement.

"The injury was much more serious than yours, and I'm still not conscious yet." Yin'er heard this with a strange look in her eyes, "You're a pretty tough guy. You must have had murderous intentions in the last one."

"Uh..." Ling Chen was a little embarrassed when he was asked again, and replied, "I didn't plan to do this."

"Although Dragon Pavilion is under the jurisdiction of Instructor Mu Yao, it still belongs to Border College." Yin'er nodded and suppressed the smile on her face, "The college is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface, but is full of people everywhere. Violent, bloody and murderous.”

Ling Chen nodded. He had also touched on this point. After all, he was almost slapped by the grumpy gray-robed man on the first day he came here.

"Well, Senior Sister Yin, do you know that the mentor, the boss of our Dragon Pavilion, is talking about salvation?"

"Of course I know. What, you want to participate too?" After hearing the word salvation, Ling Chen clearly felt a slight fluctuation in the aura around Yin'er, but it was quickly covered up by her.

"Yes, I want to get my memory back." Ling Chen clenched his fists weakly and replied firmly.

"Yes." Yin'er nodded thoughtfully and said, "Although it gives us a chance for redemption, hundreds of people will be eager to try it every few decades, but in the end only ten people will be born, which is still very tragic."

"And if you fail, your memory will be completely wiped out and you will become a puppet. Therefore, there is only one chance. Most people do not have the courage to participate... In short, the tragedy is probably more terrifying than you think."

"I want to get my memory back." Ling Chen shook his head and said.

"Where does your obsession come from?" Yin'er was a little surprised when she heard the latter's extremely firm tone. The young man was still a little immature, but he was not timid in the face of the potentially bloody and cruel battlefield in the future.

"Obsession?" Hearing this, Ling Chen was also asked, "What do you mean? You are asking me why I want to get it back so much, right?"

"I haven't thought about this carefully. Has Senior Sister Yin'er ever had a dream?"

"Dream?"

Hearing this pronunciation, Yin'er was stunned and said, "What is a dream?"

"It's the illusion you enter when you sleep." Ling Chen wondered, isn't the girl in front of him a human? Even if they are not humans, all races need to sleep.

Yin'er frowned slightly and looked at Ling Chen's doubtful eyes. She didn't say anything more and replied, "You continue."

"I had a dream, and I saw a person in the dream. Well, I seemed to cry in the dream when I saw the shadow of this person..." Ling Chen scratched his head, "I'm worried that maybe I was arrested. When a friend or family member is in danger, I must find out what’s going on.”

"But that's just a fantasy you said, and it may not even be true."

Hearing this, Yin'er nodded slightly and asked.

"This...I don't know either, but as long as I dream about this scene, I will be determined." Ling Chen shook his head.

"You said, that thing called dreams, is it so important to you?" Yin'er was silent for a while and murmured.

"I'll know when I get the memory. Anyway, it's very important to me now!" Ling Chen nodded as if he recalled the inexplicable tears that day in the black forest.

Yin'er smiled lightly, and the moonlight gently touched her face, which was particularly touching.

"It's okay. Ling Chen, you should have a good rest. I'm almost going back." Yin'er stood up.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Yin'er. What, can we be friends?" Looking at Yin'er's back and thinking that she had healed him when he was unconscious, Ling Chen couldn't help but feel a little moved and asked the latter.

Hearing this, Yin'er's footsteps gradually stopped.

It seemed like he made a soft sigh that no one could hear.

"sure."

However, she still turned back to Ling Chen and smiled.

Looking at her smile blankly, the feeling in Ling Chen's heart surged out again, but he quickly closed his eyes.

"have a good rest."

Seeing Ling Chen close his eyes, Yin'er gently turned around and left the hut.

There were sounds of footsteps outside.

The moonlight shrouded the entire Dragon Pavilion, flickering slightly, and a few dark clouds quietly passed in front of it.