Shana's Star Life Guide

I walked behind Mulier on the street, chewing on the pineapple buns in my hand, watching the people on the street greet Mulier one by one, everyone's eyes were full of respect.

"Oh, isn't this Priest Muriel?" A middle-aged woman who was watering potted plants saw us approaching and greeted us.

"Mrs. Merlin, have you recovered from the illness last time?" Muriel asked with a little concern.

"Yes, thanks to the saint Elena." Mentioning the name of Elena, the respect in the eyes of this woman named Merlin was replaced by kindness. It seems that it is the same as what Uncle Qier said before. The residents of the town really didn't regard Elena as a saint, but as a little girl who didn't grow up.

This is also because of Elena's personality. If she is not as energetic as before, and seems to be able to get along with everyone, but is always on top, everyone will just regard her as a saint, absolutely not. There will be situations like this one.

I crumpled up the wrapping paper of the pineapple bun, looked around, and found that there was no trash can nearby, shrugged helplessly, and stuffed the wrapping paper into my pocket.

"If only all the people in the red world could be like you." After bidding farewell to Mrs. Merlin, I sighed to Muriel.

"Does it mean that you don't eat people?"

"No." I shook my head and replied under Muriel's puzzled eyes: "I don't mind them eating people, but they can't eat people recklessly. To maintain the appearance in this world, you must rely on cannibalism, so they can eat people, but they can’t eat people for the sake of cannibalism like that, just like you "Reformation Corps", you should also be able to eat people, but you are not unscrupulous eat people."

"Then let me sigh too, if all the Huowu fighters could be like you." Muriel said sincerely when he heard my words, "Except for those Huowu fighters whose hatred has been diluted by time In addition, many of them directly attack us when they see us, no matter what kind of existence we are, they don't even listen to explanations."

The two of us looked at each other, then laughed in unison.

"Hey, isn't that Elena?" After turning a corner, a touch of gold appeared in the middle of the road, and it was the saint Elena.

At this time, she was bowing down to apologize to a punk-looking person. I also have a slight impression of that person, who seemed to be the person who came with us on the bus.

Suddenly, the leader of the gangster raised his hand and slammed it towards Elina's face. It must have been a heavy hit with that force, and the people around didn't seem to expect that things would develop like this. In this small town, even if someone made a mistake, all they had to do was apologize. I didn't expect that there would be someone who would attack after Dao Guoqian, so it was too late to stop it.

Just when the little gangster's hand hit Elena's face, a silver light flashed, and the hand flew up, and the cut didn't even flow out of blood, just like a doll's hand was broken .

"Ah, ah." The little gangster put his hand in front of his face in disbelief, and then howled: "My hand, ah, ah, ah!"

"Erina, are you alright?" Muriel had already come behind Alina when the silver light flashed, and pulled her behind him, seeing the little bastard who was already rolling on the ground in pain expressed concern Alina asked.

"It's okay." Elena replied first, and then she came out from behind Muriel, and couldn't bear to look at the little bastard who was rolling and crying on the ground, "Muriel, go get that severed hand back."

When the people around saw Muriel coming, they stopped their rushing actions and went back to do their own things.

After hearing what Elena said, Mulier went to pick up the severed hand, while Alina squatted next to the little bastard, and held the little bastard's arm with those delicate hands.

"What are you going to do?" I asked after seeing Alina's actions, could it be that she wanted to use her abilities to heal him?

"Of course it's treatment." Alina said.

"Why, he wanted to hit you just now." I asked suspiciously.

"Even so, I still want to heal. As long as someone is injured in front of me, no matter who that person is, I will help him heal." Elena said seriously.

"Even the enemy?" I was even more puzzled. At this time, Muriel had picked up the severed hand and connected its section with the section of the arm.

"En." Elena nodded when she heard what I said without even hesitating, and then covered the connecting gap with her hands. Can't move.

A golden light appeared from Elina's hands, wrapping her hands, the little bastard who was still howling like a dead parent gradually calmed down, and the painful expression on his face disappeared.

When that golden light appeared, a hexagram of freedom appeared in my eyes, and everything in my eyes changed suddenly. I found that those golden lights were all the power of existence, and that group of golden spirits represented Elena The fire is constantly moving towards the position of her hands, filling up the blue human figure, the blue human figure and a hand-shaped blue existence

Originally there was a black crack between them, but it was gradually glued together under the filling of the golden existence.

She was actually wasting her own existence to heal others, and she knew that this existence represented her only remaining life.

When I recovered from this fact, the existence that was separated from the golden spiritual fire had disappeared, and the wrist part of the blue humanoid was completely integrated.

I removed the freedom from my eyes, and looked at Alina who was wiping away her sweat with a complicated expression, "Is it worth it?"

When Alina heard my question, she was puzzled for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Of course, isn't it a very happy thing to use a limited life to benefit others?"

There are only feelings of joy and joy in her expression, and there is no anxiety about the end of life. This deeply shocked me. How many people in the world are like this girl who are willing to spend their few lives. To help others?

"Okay, don't do this again in the future, it's rare to come to this world, and you need to appreciate the beauty of this world." Alina held the hands of the punk with an incredible face, with a sincere smile on her face, In my opinion, that smile is really beautiful.

"Hey, it's so long-winded." The little bastard seemed to be blushed by Elena, shook off Elina's hand, stood together, and said awkwardly: "Thank you." Then he didn't stay any longer, out of here.

"The Fire Mist Warrior is as vicious as Muriel said." Alina waited for the little bastard to go away, then glared at me and said, "There is no need to cut off his hand."

"I'm used to it." I stroked my cheek with my finger.

"Correct it for me." Alina pointed at me and said with an angry face. Of course, this angry face is quite cute on her face.

"Okay, Elena, you also know that's impossible." Muriel held Elina's hand with a wry smile, and Elena's face turned red in a "bass".

"Ah, ahhh." Elena's eyes turned into circles, and she couldn't finish her sentence, and the townspeople beside her laughed out loud when they saw her like this.

"Let's go, take you to your residence." Muriel didn't pay attention, but said to me, while Elena shouted angrily at the townspeople, "Don't laugh!" which made the laughter even louder.

"En." I looked at Alina who was glaring at the townspeople with flushed cheeks, and smiled. Sure enough, this girl has a unique affinity.

Moreover, the previous words, the name of the saint, is well-deserved.