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I never thought I'd meet a master, just as I never thought I'd change shape.

I don't know how long I've been in this snowy place, I'm here like a natural thing, when I appeared, I don't know.I vaguely remember that I seem to have clansmen, but now, this place is only myself.

"Follow me from now on." With slightly parted lips and teeth, he murmured softly, a cold yet heart-rending voice suddenly appeared in this white world.across the depths of my confused eyes.

It's a nice sound I've never heard before.I curled up, feeling the warmth brought by the fluff on the tail. This was the first time I heard a human voice after a long time, and this was also the first sentence my master said to me.

Maybe it's because I didn't expect anyone to notice me after my family left. I thought I would stay in this cold snow all the time, all the time, all the time.

She is a beautiful human being, I don't know how to describe it, and she is the only human being that attracts me the most among the humanoid creatures I have seen.I don't think any of those in the clan who took human form are as good-looking as their masters.

Every time the master is free, she will hug me and gently stroke my fur. This is the most comfortable time for me every day. I feel that those hands have a kind of magic power, as long as they are in contact with my body Touching, my body will involuntarily seek that kind of touch, until the hands completely cover my body, I will lie comfortably in the arms of the master, and take a light sleep in a comfortable position.

The master is a very cold person, perhaps because I have never seen her get very close to anyone, so this is my definition of the master, she likes to be quiet.

As long as the master sits down, his hands will never be idle.Because I will always rush to the owner's arms the second after the owner sits down.

That's where I'm most comfortable.

The owner manages the pawnshop and is the treasurer of the pawnshop.

And as long as the master has some value, she will accept it, no matter how valuable it is.Even so, spirit stones are the most frequently entered pawnshops.

In this world, spirit stones are useless to some ordinary people. Therefore, ordinary people will exchange the spirit stones they want to get or money from those who need them.

Of course, whether to exchange or not depends on the value of this spirit stone to these buyers.So most people will take these spirit stones to pawn shops and pawn them off.In this way, at least the spirit stones will not be involved in anything, and the pawnshop buys spirit stones is not a small amount of money. For ordinary people, this is naturally a good way to make money.

There are three pawnshops in this small town, two of which belong to the owner.

The second day after the master took me back, I was put into a space by the master. At first, I didn’t know where this place was. Later, I realized that this is the place where the master puts important things. There are some important things. Valuable pawns are all placed here.

There is a strange flame here, it is not any kind of fire I have ever seen, it is a kind of white, without heat, even, a kind of cold fire exuding bursts of cold air, it stands upside down in the front of the room Above, lighting the whole house where I am.

The master put me in a large spirit storage room where spirit stones are stored. At least in my opinion, the space occupied by the master’s two pawnshops is not as large as this spiritual storage room. .

The moment I came in, I took a deep breath comfortably, and when I opened my eyes, I found that the nearest piece of spiritual stone had lost its color.

I have some incomprehension of this phenomenon.

There is nothing wrong with the master's expression, she has always been like this, her expression is still indifferent, and her emotions cannot be seen.The master touched my head and put me down. At that moment, I met the master's eyes and saw some ripples in the master's cold eyes.

After the master put me down, he left the space, and I, staring blankly at the direction the master left, lost interest in the room of colorful spirit stones.

Until I saw the white flame above my head, which was burning downwards, lighting up the whole room.

I stared curiously at the flame in the center of the roof, raised a paw, and slowly stretched it towards the top of the eyes, blocking the light, but the white flame moved quietly, the claw blocked the light of the flame and disappeared. The shadow that covered the eyes, because of this movement, shone on my eyes again.

My beard moved involuntarily.

Then, the group of flames split from one group into two groups, and then the two groups split again, becoming four groups, then eight groups... until the top of the spiritual storage room was covered with a dense layer of white flames.

My scalp went numb for a while.

Put your head down and let this feeling go.Staring at the colorful spirit stone closest to him, he took a deep breath... That spirit stone suddenly lost its color, but his body became much more comfortable.

I seemed to have grasped a certain pattern, and began to absorb the spiritual stones in the spiritual storage room crazily, until I felt that I was full.

... really comfortable

And the last spirit stone in the spirit storage room finally turned gray.

The entire spirit storage room suddenly became lifeless.

Suddenly, the air in front of my eyes fluctuated as if turning into water, and the slender figure of the master immediately appeared in front of my eyes.

Immediately, I jumped up excitedly, missing the rare astonished expression of the master when he saw my eyes.

I rubbed against my master's arms and closed my eyes comfortably.

And the master who embraced me furrowed his brows deeply.