Trigger ......

Qianling lowered her head and looked at her hands: "But I just ...... I didn't do anything, I just thought about it, I hope Xiao Jiu's injury will get better soon......"

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"Xiaoling...... You remember. The wings of the angels are stretched for freedom, and the power of the feathers is touched by the heart. ”

"Four-leaf clover, which means lucky. What if one day you meet friends and lovers who are worth staying with for the rest of your life...... Let's use this fortunate power to protect this precious heart. ”

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The night breeze ruffles chestnut hair.

She looked at her hand blankly, her eyes suddenly trembled, and she raised her head suddenly:

"Longya, I see!"

Longya looked at her glowing eyes and was stunned: "What do you understand?"

"Grandpa once told me that the power of the feather comes from the user's 'heart'. Only when the corresponding wishes and thoughts arise in the heart will the feather give be activated. ”

Longya looked at her, blinked, and scratched his head: "I don't know much about your angels......

"Take that girl from the village before," Qianling thought for a moment, "if I'm not mistaken, her feather is supposed to be a phoenix flower belonging to the flame line. ”

"When she first launched Yu Ci on Xiao Jiu, she probably didn't intend to kill it, so the flames of Yu Ci only burned Xiao Jiu's epidermis, and did not cause too fatal injuries...... And then when she set fire to chase you, and when she stared at me fiercely and was about to set fire, but was unintentionally interrupted by the masked boy, she was probably very angry and thought 'burn you' and 'burn you clean', so the fire lit up the sky......"

Qianling tried to explain, piecing together the words bit by bit...... A face crumpled.

Longya looked at her difficult explanation, blinked, and held out a finger:

"Okay, okay, I know what you mean. In other words...... It was indeed you who inadvertently triggered Yu Ci just now, and the reason ...... Is it because you wanted the little giant horn demon's injury to heal soon, so Yu Ci started it himself to fulfill this wish?"

"Clever!" Qianling pounced over and pinched her face.

"Uh-uh......" Longya's fleshy face was pinched back and forth like she was kneading dough, and her voice was muffled, "So...... Your feather is actually healing?That's why you started to heal the little horned demon's wounds......"

"I don't know," Qianling raised an index finger, the lingering fluorescent light trembled slightly, and a light four-leaf clover floated from the fingertips, "Although it was not easy for Yu Ci to appear, now I also know how to trigger it, but what kind of ability it is, I still don't know ......"

Longya leaned over, carefully looked at the small blades of grass that were hazy and crystal on her fingertips, and blinked: "Or...... Will you try again?"

After a pause, he stretched out his arm with a big grin:

"It just so happens that I have a wound on my hand, if your feather is really a healing type, it shouldn't be a problem to heal this injury, right?"

Qianling was stunned, slowly raised her eyes to look at her, and tears of emotion appeared in her eyes: "Longya...... Are you really willing to give me a test?"

Uncle, that coward, clearly said that he was an auxiliary type and would not hurt anyone, but he still smeared oil on the soles of his feet and escaped with a smoke every time...... Angry! Don't trust her at all!

Qianling hummed dissatisfiedly in her heart.

"Yes, the auxiliary type Yuci doesn't hurt people," Longya was serious, and nodded to the little chirp next to him, "Besides, didn't you already use Yuci on this guy just now, I don't think it has any adverse reactions." ”

Qianling nodded and carefully raised her arm: "Then I'll try, if you don't feel comfortable or uncomfortable, just say it, and I'll stop immediately." ”

Longya nodded, looking at the four-leaf clover floating in her fingertips without blinking, looking expectant and curious.

Qianling bit her lip a little nervously, and her fingertips slowly approached the wound on her arm.

The burned skin is slightly red, and the surface is coated with cool and transparent egg whites.

The fluorescent four-leaf clover was suspended in Qianling's fingertips, and the brilliance trembled slightly, slowly falling down from the fingertips, turning into a small cloud of crystal hazy light green fireflies, which melted into the wound.

A four-leaf clover totem that was exactly the same as on Xiao Jiu's forehead before quietly emerged from the wound, the light trembled slightly, and it dissipated silently, without a trace.

"Melted in?" Longya blinked and leaned closer, scrutinizing.

Qianling also looked at it without blinking, holding her breath.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds......

Half a day.

The red and swollen wound did not respond at all.

The transparent egg whites shimmer slightly against the flames in the cave.

"It doesn't seem to be therapeutic...... Longya slowly lowered her head, looked at her, yawned lazily, and tears welled up in her eyes, "I'm so sleepy...... Qianling, why don't you go to bed first, let's talk about Yuci later......"

Qianling nodded, took out a coat from the package and put it on her shoulders: "You sleep, I'll keep vigil." ”

Longya smiled at her, nodded, and took the coat and wrapped it tightly.

"Oh yes...... Qianling, there's something I want to ask you. Longya looked up at her with a serious expression.

"When you were in the stronghold before, since you had a cannon barrel in your hand, and the crazy woman's attention was on me, why didn't you take the opportunity to attack her directly? ”

Qianling picked up a few dead branches and threw them into the fire, looking up at her:

"That's because the enchantment cannon barrel given by Lan Feng is very special, and what it launches is only an enchantment net with condensed magic power, which can't hurt people, but can only catch people. ”

"Arrest?" Longya was stunned, and suddenly slammed his fist into his palm, "No wonder the crazy woman said that you 'stole' her fire, but in fact, those disappeared fires were 'captured' by the enchantment net fired by the cannon barrel, right?"

Qianling nodded:

"That's right. Those fires are now honestly staying in Lan Feng's special compression enchantment, and all the things I caught with the cannon barrel will be handed over to him for research when I go back, otherwise you think he is so kind and gave me the cannon barrel for nothing?"

Longya laughed, his eyebrows and eyes crooked: "It is worthy of Lord Lanfeng, as always, he is good at making the best use of things!"

"......" Qianling looked at the pink bubbles in her eyes and shook her head helplessly.

The night in the mountains is exceptionally quiet.

A few silver stars hung at the mouth of the cave, shivering and flashing with the night wind.

Longya fell asleep by the cave wall wrapped in his coat, smacking his lips lightly from time to time, and a few fluttering dream words came out: "Don't eat it...... I can't eat ......."

The night breeze is cold, coming from the distant mountains.

Qianling sat at the entrance of the cave with her knees crossed, her chestnut hair hanging down her shoulders, curled with the night breeze.

She looked at the twinkling stars in the night sky in a daze, and there were vague dream words behind her, and she slowly lowered her head and rested her chin on her knees.

Raise your index finger lightly,

Tiny four-leaf clovers float from their fingertips, glowing back and forth, gathering and scattering.

She looked at the four-leaf clover in a daze, stretched out her finger, and lightly tapped the small round leaf.

"What did you do to Xiao Jiu today?"

She lit the four-leaf clover's head like interrogating a naughty child.

"Grandpa said you symbolize luck, but I've always been unlucky...... You say, are you lazy?"

The night breeze is shallow and the fluorescent light is shining. Four round green leaves swayed gently in the wind, like innocent children struggling to shake their heads.

Qianling looked at the four-leaf clover floating lightly on her fingertips, her heart softened, she sighed slowly, lowered her head and leaned closer, and gently touched it with the tip of her nose:

"Forget it...... Good night. ”