Overcast sky, drizzling.

In an empty training ground.

A group of teenagers formed a circle, and the needle gold fell to the ground at this moment, surrounded by the teenagers in the center.

The teenagers looked down at the needle, constantly laughing and mocking, and their faces were full of disdain.

The young man in the lead was burly, with blue hair, like a steel needle of several inches, standing upright on his scalp.

The blue-haired young man crossed his arms and stepped on the shoulders of the needle gold: "Needle gold! You give me a good memory, your hundred needle family is just a viscounty, a defeated! A guy like you also wants to be on an equal footing with us?"

The blue-haired young man suddenly raised his foot, slammed on the head of the needle, and laughed fiercely: "I'll teach you a lesson today! From now on, when you see us, no matter where you are in the castle, you will obediently bow your head to me, give way to me, and shrink aside!"

"An inferior aristocrat should have the appearance of an inferior aristocracy. If I see you look at me again, I'll cripple you. ”

"Do you understand?"

Qing Kui roared loudly, and with the force under his feet, he directly crushed the head of the needle gold into the mud.

"Ming...... Got it. Ahem, ahem!" Needle Gold made a difficult sound.

"Hahaha. Qingkui raised his head and let out a smug laugh, let go of his feet, and walked away.

Before leaving, he also left a sentence: "Of course, needle gold, if you are not convinced, you can challenge me at any time." I, Qingkui, are waiting for you anytime, anywhere!"

"Ahem, ahem. Needle Kim struggled and sat up with his upper body. Because he had just opened his mouth to speak, the muddy water inevitably flowed back into his throat, causing another cough.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, the teenagers lost interest.

"Phew, something!"

"Just because he also wants to challenge Young Master Qingkui?

"With his embroidery needle, hahaha. ”

The rain was falling heavily, and the boys gathered around Qingkui, let out bursts of laughter, and entered the castle.

Needle Gold sat in the mud and let the rain hit him.

He was bruised and pale, and after a moment of froze, he rolled his gaze to a sword in the mud.

That's his matching sword.

It's a very thin bayone.

The bayonet sword was soaked in muddy water, and it seemed that there was no longer the sharp light of the past.

This is where the memory comes to an abrupt end.

When the needle gold returned to reality, he couldn't help frowning slightly: "I am a member of the Hundred Needle Family, the territory seems to be in the south, and the southern nobles who have joined the empire in the past hundred years of Shengming Da." Looks like it used to be a county?"

About a hundred years ago, in order to end the final conquest war as soon as possible and unify the Terran continent, Emperor Shengming took the initiative to recruit the last remaining stubborn forces in the Terran Race.

These recalcitrant forces were transformed into the new nobility of the Shengming Empire.

However, the previous brutal war had led to a deep hatred between these new nobles and the old nobles under the command of Emperor Shengming.

A large number of relatives and friends between the two sides died on the battlefield. Both sides were stained with the blood of each other's people.

Therefore, the needle gold, which represented the new aristocratic forces joining the temple and becoming the candidate of the Templar Order, was naturally targeted, suppressed and excluded by the old aristocracy.

Needle Gold was a little confused.

It was a humiliating memory that came back to his heart at this moment, but it did not bring him anger and hatred.

"Strangely, I was in a very calm mood, as if passers-by were watching. ”

"One more ......"

What he focuses more on is not the content of the memory, but another question - why does the memory surface?

"Memories came when I tried to use a longsword. ”

"It's the same weapon, I tried the scimitar before, but no memory comes to mind. But when I grasped the hilt of the sword, it came to mind. ”

"The first memory I remember when I was by the river was when I took the oath when I joined the temple. It was the first time she had heard the word Templar from Ziti. ”

Looking back on these two experiences, Needle Jin speculated: "In this way, the key to recreating memories is to find a trigger point. ”

This trigger could be a word or a physical object, such as a sword now.

Needle gold thinks deeper.

He looked at the ordinary long sword in his hand and asked himself in his heart, "If I am not holding a long sword at this time, but a stabbing sword, will my memory reappear more?"

"I want to stimulate the fighting spirit, what kind of trigger point should I actively look for?"

Together, Needlegold and Zidi dig a pit and bury the bodies of the two guards in the earth.

The two continued on their way.

Guided by Zidi, the route is the route you explored when you came before.

The two of them were afraid to go deep into the rainforest.

It seems that the deeper you go into it, the greater the probability of encountering a gold-level demonic beast.

There is no way to stimulate the fighting spirit and magic, and the two of them are in a very dangerous situation. Instead of wandering around in an unfamiliar environment, it's better to go back the way you came.

At least the crisis along the way has either been solved or discovered.

Of course, there will also be new changes such as the bloodline centipede.

But compared to other routes, this is undoubtedly the safest choice.

After another bit of trekking, it was getting late.

The boy and girl had chosen a place and hastily arranged it - they were going to spend the night here.

Dry twigs, blades of grass are not difficult to collect.

Next to the firewood, Zidi was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a spark stone in each hand.

Click, click.

She collided with two starstones, and soon crashed into the blue sparks.

The spark fell into the hay and turned into a little bit of orange, which quickly expanded on the hay and soon burned it.

First, a faint puff of smoke rose in a curling air.

Zidi hurriedly put away the spark, puffed out her small mouth, and blew out a breeze.

The fire in the hay quickly expanded, and the light smoke turned into thick smoke, and then the flames rose into fist-sized flames.

"It's done. Zidi's face was happy, and she quickly stood up and took a few steps back.

In just a few moments, the flames expanded completely, burning brightly, forming a bonfire.

Zidi carefully put away the two starstones.

In the past, she only needed to snap her fingers to create a small flame if she wanted to live.

This is one of the magician's tricks.

But on this island, the black iron-level magic methods cannot be used at all, and it is forbidden to die. On the contrary, the ordinary and ordinary means of making fires is more practical.

Without these sparks, it would be quite troublesome to really make a fire with your bare hands.

A burning bonfire brings warmth and light, banishing the darkness of the night.

There was no barbecue on the bonfire, and teenagers and girls sat around it, nibbling on dry food and opening water bags to drink.

Whether it was the spark, dry food, or water, it was all scavenged from the corpses of the two guards.

Although dry food is difficult to swallow, in this case, there is nothing to pay attention to.

This day's trek was full of thrills, they were able to save their lives in front of many magical beasts such as gold and silver, and they also obtained a certain amount of equipment, as well as plenty of food and water, all of which made the two of them feel extremely lucky, where else could they ask for?

After eating and drinking, the boy and girl carefully tidy up and store the rest of the food and water bags.

Needle Jin calculated in his heart, frowned slightly, and said, "According to the current food and water, it is only enough for us to eat for two days." ”

Whether it is a girl or a teenager, the amount of food is far beyond ordinary people. In particular, the amount of needle gold is more than three times that of purple dioxide.

This is not surprising.

Zidi practiced magic, and her life level jumped to the level of black iron. And the needle gold is likely to have a silver-level cultivation. The higher the level of life, the greater the amount of food, and the higher the requirements for the intake of external nutrients.

Zidi estimated: "If we go back the way we came, it will take seven days to get out of the rainforest." But don't worry, we were well supplied on the way and set up a few campsites along the way. There are several camps and some supplies remaining. If nothing else, there should be no problem with the food. ”

Needle Gold nodded, and then he was relieved.

He took out his sword and wiped the blade with an oilcloth.

Weapons need to be maintained.

Although the long sword is ordinary, it brings a tangible sense of security.

"It's a pity there are no crossbows. ”

The crossbow is a forbidden weapon for civilians, but the Needle Gold group was originally going to Baisha City, and this kind of ordnance is equipped.

According to Zidi, the exploration team that came to search for needle gold was originally equipped with five crossbows.

But along the way, there were one loss after another.

After the blue-haired wolf suffered the loss of the crossbow for the first time, he began to deliberately target it, and after biting most of the crossbowmen, he also bit the crossbow directly.

Seeing that the needle gold had wiped the long sword, Zidi came over at this time: "My lord, let me check your wounds." ”

Needle Gold nodded.

After disassembling the bandage, he found that the wound on his arm was mostly healed.

"It works well. "Needle gold does not hesitate to praise.

He was sitting on the stone, and Zidi was half-kneeling on the ground.

The girl first took the powder from the leather bag around her waist and sprinkled it evenly on the wound, and then drew a new bandage, and gently wound it with gold.

Finally, Zidi put the arm guard on the needle gold.

Zidi's eyes fell on the arm guards, and she sighed: "If you had this iron arm guard, you wouldn't have been injured because of the bloodline centipede snake." ”

The firelight reflected on the armguards, reflecting a faint orange glow, which also fell on the tips of Zidi's hair.

Zidi's black hair shimmered with a halo in the light of the fire.

Her wheat-colored skin has the delicate nature of her girlhood. At this moment, there seems to be a pure body fragrance, passing through the firelight, to the heart of the needle.

Needle Gold couldn't help but move slightly, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke Zidi's hair.

Zidi shuddered slightly.

"Great, great. Zidi lowered her head, as if frightened by the action of the needle, and held her breath nervously like a kitten.

Needle Jin's mind was not on the love of children, he quickly withdrew his hand and asked lightly: "Zidi, what kind of person do you think I am?"

The boy asked, as the memory of the previous one lingered in his mind.

After this second memory appeared, he had actually been secretly savoring and reflecting.

"As a Templar, being a Southern nobleman and being ostracized from among his peers is a sure thing. ”

"But I must be the coward of my memory?"

"No, not necessarily. ”

Needle Gold felt that there were other possibilities.

He's getting to know himself all the time.

Memory is only one basis for judging himself, but there are other powerful grounds.

For example, when Needle Gold was awakened before, as soon as he opened his eyes, he found the blue-haired wolf jumping into the air. In an instant, he completed his attack without even thinking about it. In the end, although it was unintentionally contributed to the death of the blue-haired wolf, it also showed the solid and profound combat quality of the needle gold itself from the side.

Later, he saw the lava tortoise. In the face of the powerful life of the gold level, Needle Gold found that he always remained calm, although he was very nervous, but there was indeed no trace of chaos.

Later, he found the body of the guard. He searched the body carefully, and his mood was calm, without any disgust or disgust, as if it was commonplace. This may be the proof that he has been in battle for a long time and has been tempered. At least, Brother Chu on the battlefield would never react like this.

And according to the traces, he can easily deduce the scene of the fight between the wolf and the guard. This ability surprised him a little.

"In my memory, in the face of Qingkui's provocation, I didn't fight. There are basically two possibilities. ”

"The first possibility was that I was really weak, but then I worked hard and grew up. ”

"The second possibility is to show weakness. ”

The second possibility, I think, is a little more likely.

Because when this memory surfaced, his mood was very calm, even a little indifferent.

If it is really a memory of humiliation, there should be some anger and hatred left in the bottom of my heart, right?

Faced with Needle Gold's inquiry, Zi Di pondered for a moment, and after carefully considering the words, she responded: "Lord Needle Gold, I don't actually know much about you. ”

"But according to rumors, my lord, you don't usually get close to women, and you live alone. Even if you encounter a major event, you don't easily show emotions of joy and anger. ”

"You spend most of your time doing temple penance, with a serious and taciturn expression. And your clothing, food, housing and every move are elegant and calm, full of aristocratic demeanor. ”

"Although you have few friends, you are helpful, especially to defend the weak and help the poor. So my lord, your reputation in the lower echelons has always been very good. ”

"Also, my lord, you suddenly made a move this time and successfully joined this competition for the city lord of White Sands City, which seems to have surprised the other Templars. ”

"Oh?" Needle Gold couldn't help but raise an eyebrow when he heard this.

Zidi's answer quickly sketched the image of a teenager with a city government in his heart.

But to the boy's surprise, Zidi didn't know much about the situation of needle gold.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't she my fiancée?"

"If it's not for deep feelings, why does she never leave me?"

"What is the relationship between her and me?"

He was about to continue asking, when a buzzing voice suddenly came.

The two of them immediately turned their heads, and saw that in the jungle at night, hundreds of "flames" suddenly lit up.

These "flames" converged into a group, swarming towards the two of Jinjin and Zidi, and the momentum was violent.

"What is this?" Needle Gold quickly got up and stood in front of Zidi, his face very solemn.

A small part of the "flames" emitted a bronze-level breath of life.

"This is?!" Zi Di's face suddenly turned pale when she saw the true face of "Flame".

"This is a fire bee, my lord, run away. I'm coming to the palace!" Zi Di's face was full of determination, and she strode forward, but instead protected the needle gold behind herself.

"Let's go, my lord!!" Zidi shouted, very urgent, revealing her will to die.

(Sorry, today's update is a bit late.) Yesterday the management team discussed a solution, and tomorrow a new group of new books will be announced. Last night, I spent more than 2 hours communicating with my friends in the group and answering some questions. But there are still many groups that do not go. This morning, I received a message from the management, saying that some groups waited for an hour last night, but I didn't come! I bow here and apologize! One person's energy is too limited. I'll take another time out this week to communicate and work on improving the mechanics. ）