Is it raining
Feeling her eyelids were wet, Ana tried to open her eyes.
It was dark in the canyon, Baiyun saw her wake up, and licked her cheek affectionately.
"Baiyun, why are you here..." Anar's eyes fell on Baiyun's neck, a few deep tooth marks almost tore off Baiyun's beautiful fur.
Anar suddenly remembered that she should be in the canyon now.
She turned over and sat up, the wound on her right hand burst again, Bai Yun couldn't help touching her right arm with his tongue, and the scent of herbs filled the air. herbs.
Anar's eyes were red, but not only because of Bai Yun, but also the blood all over the ground.
I don’t know when the thick fog cleared. Two seriously broken cars, several cold corpses, a herdsman stared at the sky with his eyes wide open, his face was distorted, a hole was dug out in his abdomen, and his internal organs were torn all over the floor. It's all... Anar held back the feeling of wanting to vomit, and stumbled towards the mouth of the valley.
Ze Yitong, Ze Yitong, she heard her screams before she passed out, there must be nothing wrong, please.
Bai Yun followed her step by step, blood was dripping from the wound on Anar's right arm, she didn't take two steps, and found the herding horse she was riding on, lying on the ground, also gutted. Around it, there were hundreds of wild horses standing in the valley, and she immediately understood why the people in the two carts were dead, but she was the only one who was still alive.
It was Baiyun, it was Baiyun who came with the wild horses at the critical moment and dispersed the wolves!
Seeing the fate of the herding horse, Anar's legs became weak, and Taniguchi was ahead, so she dared not move forward.
She was afraid, she was afraid that what Taniguchi was waiting for her was Ze Yitong's... dead body.
Shyness entangled Anar like a weed, Baiyun lowered his head and rubbed his master who was surrounded by sadness. Anal blinked and forced back the tears.
She stood up straight and walked towards the valley entrance.
The wild horses made way for her, and there was a pool of blood in the ice and snow that was so eye-catching, Anar's feet were stiff, and she stubbornly moved there step by step.
With a broken arm, just half-hidden alone in the snow, Anar's tears finally welled up in her eyes.
"Ze Yitong, Ze Yitong... Oma, my Ooma..." Tears blurred Anar's vision, and she had long wanted to call her by the name she wanted to call, "Ooma", which corresponds to "Ajia". , representing the younger sister.
Her younger sister, Ze Yitong, was only twelve years old and wanted to go to school. She often practiced Chinese characters on the ground, and often threw garlands in the air with her hands to express her joy that she had nowhere to pour out.
Now her arm, the arm with the red coral bracelet, is in the snow—
The extreme pain was layered in her heart, and a ray of light penetrated Anar's body, making her unable to hold back her head and gasped.
"ah-"
who is she
She has no sister, only a brother.
No, she has a good sister.
Confused information flickered in her mind, for a while it was Ze Yitong's smiling face with blushing cheeks, and for a while it was a vague-faced young man with a gentle and shy demeanor who called her sister.
Which one is the real life? Anal... No, my name is not Anal!
Her whole body was pulled into the air by an invisible force, and the restraining wall in her brain was broken, as if ten thousand ants were trying to crawl out, making her head itchy and painful.
The two lives were changing alternately. Her body floating in mid-air, because of anxiety, subconsciously curled up into a shrimp shape.
There is a voice asking her, what do you want to do most
Most want? She wants to avenge Ze Yitong the most at this moment!
The voice said again: Then remember who you are, and find your true self.
Does the real self have the ability to take revenge? She asked the inexplicable voice, and she was also asking herself.
... ...
She had a long dream.
After coming out of the Jokhang Temple, because of a bowl of buttered tea, I realized that what I lacked was ordinary perception.
It's been too long since I lived without spells, spiritual power, magic weapons, and space, and I can no longer experience the joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys of ordinary people.
Huofeng said that if you want to experience the ordinary again, you must seal the ability and all the memories in your body, and enjoy the ordinary life as a blank sheet of paper.
The beautiful woman nodded in agreement.
How to live unarmed in the grassland where danger lurks
That Huofeng smiled and picked a good place for you.
It is indeed a good place, it is the sacred Yinhu area of the Nagqu Grassland, the herdsmen will not be presumptuous here, you can rest assured to sleep.
Where there is no danger, she was sealed with abilities and memory, and met a fish monster jumping up from the silver lake, she was so embarrassed that she was seriously injured and fainted by the lake.
When I woke up again, I really forgot who I was.
A kind-hearted herdsman rescued her, took her back to the yurt, and gave her a nice Tibetan name, Anar.
Anar, come on, I'll teach you how to milk a cow!
Anaal, you know so much...
Anal, my name is Ze Yitong, and my mother said it means "olive".
What about "Anal"
Anar, it means pomegranate. Mo La also said that you look like a pomegranate, so beautiful.
The little girl chirped happily like a bird on the prairie. She taught herself to milk cows, make ghee, and learn to ride a horse. The two of them were like sisters, grazing and singing pastoral songs together.
Anar is the most beautiful pomegranate flower on the grassland—the little girl said so more than once.
That little girl, her name is Ze Yitong.
My name is Lin Luoran.
... ...
The figure in mid-air opened its eyes, a pair of beautiful eyes shining brightly, like the purest amber in the world.
In her eyes, helplessness was no longer revealed, a trace of pain was hidden very well, and it was more determined.
She is no longer the ordinary Anar, she is radiant, Lin Luoran!
The last bit of mist in the valley dissipated, and the wild horses looked at the woman floating in midair with doubts in their eyes. The aura she gave off was stronger than that extremely vicious wolf.
Lin Luoran finally found herself.
Huofeng's lazy voice sounded, "Congratulations on your success... The opportunity to form an alchemy is at hand, but I guess you want to save the little herdsman girl first."
Lin Luoran was taken aback, "Is she still alive?"
Not dead, that Ze Yitong who called her "Ajia" is not dead
Lin Luoran suddenly reacted, and said angrily, "Even if I lose my memory and can't use my abilities, you can obviously save her, why are you still watching her lose her arm?"
Huofeng was speechless, and gritted her teeth after a while: "Without her severed arm, I'm afraid you'd be Anar for the rest of your life. This approach is too aggressive. I see that you enjoy the life of being a grassland herdsman." , are you willing to keep horses for the rest of your life?"
Lin Luoran murmured, "Then there is no need to give up her arm to let me wake up."
Huofeng snorted coldly, and cut off contact with her on her own initiative.
Lin Luoran knew that she was a bit greedy. It was because she wanted to make up for the lack of mood in the shortest possible time, so that she could form a pill smoothly so that she could go to Penglai and find a way for Mama Lin to reshape Daoji. However, this method of sealing memories and abilities and The danger was cast by Huofeng, Facheng's oath has been made, even if Huofeng repents and wants to help her recover her memory, it will touch the oath of law and suffer from the backlash of that spell.
However, when Ze Yitong's arm came to help her find herself after amnesia, Lin Luoran was inexplicably sad again.
She landed lightly on the ground, Baiyun's eyes were confused, he didn't know her master who had changed a lot. She took a small Huandan in her palm and melted it, and touched the place where Baiyun's neck was touched with her palm. Baiyun's wound stopped the blood, and within two days, Baiyun would be completely healed.
It lowered its head and licked her palm, intending to apply the remaining liquid medicine to her injured right arm.
Lin Luoran hugged its neck, and each of them regained their tacit understanding.
She and Anal were originally the same person.
The difference is that Lin Luoran has abilities that "Anal" does not have. A pile of sand was circled up to bury Ze Yitong's severed arm and the herding horse she was riding, and Lin Luoran walked back to the scene of the crime.
Different from the panic just now, Lin Luoran is calm and self-possessed, with excellent eyesight.
Not only did she glance over the blood-stained scene, but there were only human corpses, not wolf corpses. She also found that the broken windshield and the sunken hood were blown away by some kind of creature. become.
Is it the animal that hurt Baiyun
Lin Luoran wondered if it was the leader of the prairie wolves... Even Baiyun's speed would be hurt by it, but there is some way to do it. Thinking that this thing might have hurt Ze Yitong's arm, and even kidnapped her, Lin Luoran's eyes were covered with a thin layer of frost that was more touching than ice.
Her hearing is very strong, and the spiritual power has returned to her body, and the feeling that everything is under control is very subtle.
There was still a faint sound of breathing in the broken Hummer, and the spiritual power of the gold element gathered at her fingertips. Where she touched, the car door was completely cut off.
A middle-aged man was lingering on the leather seat, seeing Lin Luoran standing in front of him with a cold face, he coughed violently.
"You... you are not dead."
A golden tooth was covered with blood, and even in this snow-capped mountain, the stinky golden light could not be washed away.
Lin Luoran laughed suddenly, "I'm not dead, so you have to die."
The man's eyes widened, and the wound on his chest that was scratched by the wolf was bleeding profusely, "You, you can't kill me... I have a lot of money, give you the money, save me."
Lin Luoran's palm had already burst into flames, but when he heard his words, he was taken aback.
"Yes, if I kill you, then there is no difference between me and you."
The middle-aged man saw the flames appearing and disappearing from Lin Luoran's fingertips like magic, his eyes became brighter, "Immortal Cultivator, you are actually an Immortal Cultivator!"
Lin Luoran stopped looking at him and left without hesitation.
The middle-aged man shouted frantically: "Fairy, fairy, take me, fairy. I can donate my wealth and find the most precious treasure in the world for you. What do you like, eagles or horse racing? Fairy..."
Lin Luoran was already riding on Baiyun's back.
"Let's go, let's rescue Ze Yitong."
Bai Yun's tail flicked a beautiful arc in mid-air, which was the last light in the middle-aged man's pupils
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Has no one guessed that Xiao Linzi sealed his memory by himself in order to find his true self and break through the foundation building period... (⊙_⊙) I thought it was very clear in the picture of drinking butter tea, it was a failure, hey