After watching Qingtianmu leave in October, Xixia remembered that the seven stars next to him were broken. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh, yes. Instructor Fujiwara, someone is looking for you. ”

"Who's looking for me?"

"It's me. Hello Instructor Fujiwara, I'm a new student Seven Stars. Dean Matsumoto placed me in Team C and asked me to report to you. ”

Without waiting for Xixia to explain to Fujiwara, he stepped forward to introduce himself.

"Seven Stars? Seven stars broken, seven stars ......"

Fujiwara lowered his head and muttered, reciting the name of the Seven Stars several times in his mouth.

"Oh, come to mind, you're the one."

Although he didn't say it directly, he had already guessed what he wanted to say. In the past two days, wherever he went, some people would gather around him to whisper.

People's attitudes towards him can basically be divided into two types. One is suspicious and suspicious, and the other is cordial and suspicious.

He also couldn't understand what the events of the previous generation had to do with him, and why he had to associate those things with him.

For this reason, he has secretly decided that he will work hard to prove himself in the future, and will never try to seek a position, maybe this will dispel everyone's doubts.

I don't know what kind of attitude the instructor in front of him has. If he was just suspicious, would he be embarrassed in the future training, or even worse, he would not be allowed to participate in the assessment.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but carefully observe Fujiwara's expression, trying to see something from it.

Fujiwara crossed his arms in deep thought, and his eyebrows remained tightly wrinkled together, as if he was extremely embarrassed.

"Well, instructor, are you going to take Seven Stars back to the office to go through some formalities?"

Xixia saw that the two of them were silent and did not speak, and they were both frowning worriedly, so she had to break the deadlock by asking in a small voice that was not abrupt.

Fujiwara finally came to his senses.

"Well, more on that later. Qixing, you open the spirit core and show me first. ”

That night, after inadvertently opening the spirit core and killing a few demon spirits, the spirit core closed on its own again. In the past, Ling Bo said that only he can close the spirit core, which is probably what he refers to, all of them will be opened to release the divine power, and then the function of the spirit core can be activated to automatically shut down.

After that, he quietly tried to open the spirit core again, but it didn't work.

Again, the first time was simply an outbreak in crisis. He didn't know the point of opening the spirit core anytime and anywhere.

"This, to be honest, I don't know what to do yet."

Scratched his head and confessed helplessly.

"Is it a newcomer to this level? Ah, what a nuisance. ”

Fujiwara's tone sounded a little impatient, but then he added, "It seems that we have to start training from scratch." ”

Xixia knew that he was a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted instructor, and believed that it would be okay to hand over the break to him, so she went back to find patients who needed her care with confidence.

Fujihara had gone to tell the trainees who were training not to be lazy, and then he took him into an empty classroom.

The classroom is truly empty except for four white walls and an ordinary ceiling lamp. There weren't even windows, and even during the day it was dim, and only the light that came in through the open door supported the view. In addition, the classroom is relatively large, so it looks even more empty.

"Seven stars, you stand here."

Fujiwara walked to the center of the classroom and turned around and called for Interrupt to follow.

I walked up to him for no apparent reason, feeling that there was nothing special about standing in the middle of the classroom, and looking around was still empty.

Here, what to train?

Fujiwara ignored the doubts on his face, walked straight to the door, and closed the door with a "bang".

The classroom was plunged into darkness, and no sound outside could be heard. It can be seen that this classroom is not as ordinary as it seems on the surface, at least in terms of sound insulation.

"Instructor, you can't see anything, how are you going to train?"

I couldn't help but ask.

Instructor Fujiwara stood at the door and said, "Don't worry. Let's get used to the darkness first. ”

"Oh, yes."

The fear of darkness is the innate nature of ordinary creatures. While this can be controlled in acquired training, no matter what, the feeling of being in the dark is still very different from the feeling of being in the light.

Human beings, in particular, are unable to see with both eyes, and the outside world retreats to the back of the world, so that people's attention extends from the outside world to their own hearts. Inner emotions, desires, morals, thoughts, including the perception of the world and the knowledge of the self.

In the dark, to abandon one's own impetuousness, to be free from external influences, and to look at oneself and the world with a cold eye, what you see is often deeper and more real than what you see in the light.

Of course, the various emotions released in the darkness will also be more intense.

I am not afraid of the dark, but in an environment where I can't see my fingers and is so quiet that I can only hear my own breathing, I always feel at a loss. Even though I knew that I couldn't see more when I looked around, I couldn't help but look around.

"Seven stars, don't look around, close your eyes and concentrate. Think about why you're here, how you felt when you unleashed your powers that day, and what was happening around you at that time. ”

I don't know how Fujiwara knew he was looking around.

Since the instructor taught him so, he had no choice but to calm down and close his eyes, and carefully review the events of that day according to his words.

Gradually, the images that appeared in my mind were no longer limited to that time, but all the things that happened in the past few days were replayed, and the thoughts from the beginning gradually became messy.

The playback speed is getting faster and faster, and it is more and more chaotic, and you can't even tell which is yourself and which is someone else.

In front of him were the Seven Stars Broken and Xixia who were trapped by the demon spirit, but when I looked back, I saw the Seven Stars Broken and the blonde girl who fell to the ground. And the Seven Stars who watched had completely become a spectator, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

The head is used as both a high-powered projector and a screen, and the projection is always performed in a fast-forward manner. At this time, the feeling is that I can no longer distinguish between subjectivity and objectivity, and I can't tell whether what I see is real or illusory.

When he was standing in place in a daze, many demon spirits suddenly appeared around him, each stretching out their tentacles and attacking him together.

The demons got closer and closer, more and more real, until they could no longer think that they were just images they saw, and finally they ran away.

As soon as this seven-star break moved, the other seven-star breaks also ran in all directions.

Chasing after are the Demon Spirit, the Blonde Girl, Yuki Chikage, Tsubasa Tsuruda, Police Officer Hirayama and Domoto, and even the café owner Shibata, all of whom appear together and try to chase down the different Seven Stars.

All of a sudden, there are many figures, and it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

There are so many things in my head that I feel like my head is going to explode. The unbearable pain made him slowly kneel down with his head in his hands.

In this way, all the Seven Stars fell to their knees at the same time.

Although the expressions on their faces were different, it could be seen that they were all feeling extraordinary pain, and all of them were distorted to the point that they could not be fixed. When we look at each other, these feelings seem to add up again, multiplying everyone's pain.

"Ahhh......h

Everyone began to scream, and the cries passed to each other in their ears, and the vibration increased several times over.

It seems to be haunted by a giant python, like a burning fire, like being trapped in an ice cave, like a thousand insects biting, almost breaking people.