Death Princess

Jianlong six years, winter.

An imperial edict to pardon the eldest brother and younger brother of His Majesty today, common people He Kunjin and He Kunjin, and an imperial decree to redesignate He Kunzhi as King Jing and He Kunjin as King Ji, to give a seemingly ordinary family , brought about a catastrophe, and dozens of members of the whole family became souls killed by the sword.

It was night, a blizzard unseen in a hundred years engulfed the earth, covering up the terrifying blood.

"Daddy! Woohoo, Daddy!!"

"Uncle Palm! Uncle Palm!"

Three and a half children surrounded the man in the pool of blood, weeping uncontrollably.

"Hui'er, Lu'er," the man gasped for his last breath, and squeezed the hands of the older pair of twins, "Flee, run, take Yi'er, run away!"

"Don't, don't, Daddy! Yi'er won't run away! Yi'er can't leave Daddy behind!" Before the twins could make a sound, the ten-year-old girl behind her was already crying loudly and interrupted the man's words .

"Hui'er..." The man put all his strength into the boy's hands, "Please, Yi'er, please, please, please, please..."

The cold touch in the palm made the boy startled, he couldn't help but look down, and saw clearly what the man stuffed into his hand: it was a jade pendant, a blood-colored jade pendant, with the word "Palm" engraved on it.

"Uncle Palm..."

"Go!!" The man roared hoarsely, pleading with despair.

The younger sister in the twins seemed to understand something, she clenched her elder brother's hand holding the jade pendant into a fist with trembling little hands, and then, with tears in her eyes, she saluted the man solemnly and said, "Uncle." She turned around and grabbed the arm of little sister Yi'er, and pulled her towards the door.

But the girl named Yi'er was struggling desperately, she couldn't break free, and she just slapped her sister's wrist hard.It's a pity that the fishy smell in her mouth can't alleviate her pain of losing her father at all, and it can't stop her sister's footsteps either.

The oldest boy among the three calmed down. He understood what his sister meant, and he also understood the man's last wish.He gritted his teeth, and nodded firmly to the man, "Uncle Palm... Don't worry, Uncle, Hui'er will live up to Uncle's instructions."

Afterwards, he put away the jade pendant, sideways shouldered the little sister who hadn't let go, and said to his own sister, "Luer, let's go!" Little sister, run out of this bloody place first.

The girl called "Luer" took the saber next to the man, left a complicated look at the man who returned to the light, and left.

Seeing that the only daughter was able to escape from birth, and seeing that her wish had a trustee, the man smiled and closed his eyes in peace.

. . .

This is Leng Tong's first mission since he was taken captive into the Shadow Gate's Dark Pavilion, and the first mission after undergoing such inhuman training.A mission decides life and death, and a mission decides where to go.

Therefore, she cannot fail, because her destiny cannot allow her to fail.

Even though, she was only twelve years old at that time; even though, what awaited her ahead were swords, swords and shadows, and rivers of blood; life.

"Tong'er, you are a princess." Leng Tong recalled what her late mother said every day.

"It's ironic, there is such a princess who walks on the blade in the world." She hid her face behind the black cloth, touched her sixth finger, and smiled.

Yes, at the critical moment of life and death, the two sixth fingers bestowed on her by God would bring her comfort.

sulfuric acid!The short knife collided with the long sword, and Leng Tong was forced to take half a step back. She held back the blood surging to her throat, and pulled out another short knife from her waist.

This girl has very high martial arts, she looked at the prey in front of her cold eyes, thinking.

Her martial arts may even be higher than her own, but she is not strong, she is not her opponent.Even if it was a matter of life and death, Leng Tong was still analyzing it calmly, because the girl was learning swordsmanship and martial arts, while she was learning the art of killing.She didn't have the idea of ​​giving up her pawns to save the car, nor did she have the guts to fight to the death.

She just wanted to escape, and she took her brother and sister to escape together.

It's a pity that the girl's elder brother has been seriously injured protecting the little girl, and he is hiding somewhere to linger on his last breath.So, for her brother and sister, she has nowhere to escape.

Leng Tong sighed, stretched out his two knives, and approached step by step.

They are just innocent children whose parents were killed by the senior brothers and sisters in the dark pavilion, innocent children.A voice shouted in Leng Tong's mind.

But in this world, how many "innocent" children are there?Another voice argued, if you can't complete the first task, you can only kill yourself in Huangquan, isn't it innocent?

Holding her breath, she set up her double knives, and when the opponent's attention was still on the blade, Leng Tong released the three-leaf flying knife unique to the dark pavilion, confusing the audience; Out of the overwhelming right knife.

Unexpectedly, the other party is really a nimble master, she just used the trunk of the tree behind her to turn around, and avoided the blade that could split her in two.Then she kicked the tree trunk with her strength, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Leng Tong's face.

This should have been a sword that prevented Leng Tong from retreating completely.But at the very moment, the tip of the sword in the man's hand trembled uncontrollably.

Leng Tong could see that the girl's sword had never seen blood.

If you haven't seen blood, then everything will be easy to handle.

In a flash, Leng Tong slashed across the opponent's long sword with her left knife sideways, she gave up her left waist and let the long sword open her belly, just to take the precious space for the right knife.Sure enough, when the opponent's sword touched Leng Tong's body, he couldn't help but let go of his strength, so that the sword that could have been a victory, in the end, only lightly scratched the skin of Leng Tong's left waist and abdomen.

But on the other side, Leng Tong would not make the same mistake.

laugh--

The sound of a sword piercing flesh.The girl's left shoulder was pierced by Leng Tong, and she was pinned to the tree with a knife.

Suddenly, the snow fell from the branches and hit the heads and shoulders of the two girls.Tick, tick, the two pools of blood that had just landed were buried by the flying snow before they could melt together.

. . .

It hurts so much, it hurts more than all the injuries I have suffered since practicing martial arts.Chao Lu's consciousness has been blurred by the pain.

She was so afraid, afraid of this life-for-life fight, afraid of this bloody fight.The blood-stained scene in the yard just now was still echoing in her mind, the people who fell one by one, and the wailing that was cut off in her mouth.

Pata, the sword, fell on the snow.

She regretted so much, regretted her fear on the spot just now, regretted why she had practiced martial arts for many years, but when she really needed it, she was so frightened that she only knew how to dodge, and the hand holding the sword was trembling.But what if I regret it?She just didn't have the guts to take someone's life, she didn't have the guts to be covered in blood, she just wanted to leave alive and escape with her brother and Yi'er.

After all, she is just an ordinary child who knows martial arts.Not like this masked man, not like this ruthless killer.She is afraid of blood, she is afraid of pain, and she is even more afraid of familiar people turning into cold corpses one by one, leaving her alone in this temperatureless snowfall.

Don't have anything to do, don't leave me alone, don't go...

In a daze, Zhao Lu shifted her gaze to the corner under the eaves on the right.There, at this very moment, lay her own brother Zhaohui, whose life or death was unknown, and He Yi, who was crying earth-shatteringly, who was not related by blood but loved her sister.

The reason why the killer couldn't see them was because Chao Lu, in a hurry just now, used illusion to erase the existence of the two of them from the killer's eyes.But because Chao Lu is not good at learning, this "invisibility" is only temporary, as long as she falls down, as long as she loses consciousness, her brother and sister will...

How to do?

The cold blade rested on Zhao Lu's neck.

However, Zhao Lu's eyes stopped on the exposed eyes of the killer.

Unexpectedly, they were a pair of very bright eyes, a kind of brightness that should not exist in the eyes of a killer.The killer's eyebrows are very distinctive, the corners of the eyes slightly longer than ordinary people's are slightly raised, and placed together with the slender thick eyebrows that are through the black, there is such a beauty that does not belong to the color of snow and blood.

She's supposed to be a... girl?A girl about my age?Then why is it reduced to a tool to take people's lives?Why did her sword technique kill one thousand people and hurt eight hundred?Doesn't she hurt?Isn't she afraid?Does she not regret it?Wouldn't this snowy night dyed red by wronged souls become a nightmare that haunted her day and night?

Ha ha……

Under the blade, Zhao Lu laughed at herself.When he was about to die, he even cared about the person who wanted to take his life.

Chao Lu was hating and sighing again.Hate the bloodthirsty swords, and even more hate this snowy night that ruined half of her life; lament the ruthlessness of this world, and even more lament her own powerlessness at this moment.

Dozens of knives, dozens of lives.

Fate, so many lives, just like that!

Mrs. Li who told her anecdotes about the capital, Qi Bo who taught her how to train horses, and Aunt Qiao who helped her dress up... all melted into the icy snow overnight.There are also Uncle Palm and Aunt's unsealed eyes, and Yi'er's heartbroken crying.

If I had been stronger, if I had been less self-willed, more cautious, and more careful...

Chao Lu's hands trembled, until finally, they became numb.

Dad, Mom, I'm afraid my daughter won't be able to wait for you to arrive, and I'm afraid she will drag her elder brother and Yi'er on the road together.

If I had known today, I shouldn't have helped Uncle Palm hide his plans back then, and I shouldn't have followed Uncle Palm to Beijing secretly.If you had known what Uncle Palm meant earlier, you would not have let him do this. Even if it was true, how could Jianzong's guards have allowed Uncle Palm's family to end up like this tonight?

Hey--

Zhao Lu's eyes fell on the hand holding the knife again, she was slightly surprised when she saw the strange six fingers.

. . .

What is this guy doing when he is about to die?Leng Tong was taken aback by Zhao Lu's extremely rich expression.

It only took a moment before Leng Tong followed her gaze and landed on the hand holding the knife.

Liuzhi, looking at Liuzhi again.Nameless anger welled up in Leng Tong's heart.

The next moment, with that anger, she swiped the knife towards Zhao Lu's neck, intending to kill this guy with one blow.

However, fate tricked people, she made a mistake, and her knife stopped.Her mistake was that she saw Zhao Lu's eyes, the eyes that upended her whole life from now on.

Those eyes have moved away from the six fingers at this time, and they meet Leng Tong's gaze; in those bright black pupils, there is no longer fear, no hatred, no pain, and there is only endlessness self-pity and self-blame.

She was... blaming herself?

A child, on this road of escape, is not afraid of life and death, not resenting his parents, not hating the assassin, but...blaming himself?

Leng Tong's knife leaned against Zhao Lu's neck again, and when it got closer, it stopped.A trickle of bright red flowed from Zhao Lu's neck, along the blade, and flowed to Leng Tong's sixth finger.

"I can spare your life." Leng Tong didn't know why she said such words, "It's just that you have to hand over your brother and sister to me."

"Two lives for one?" Unexpectedly, the weak guy rolled his eyes and smiled, "Are you stupid or am I?"

The corners of Leng Tong's eyes twitched, and there was another burst of nameless anger in his heart, a strange anger that had never been seen before.

She frowned, and pulled the right knife out of the opponent's shoulder.Pressing the knife and drawing the knife only happened in the blink of an eye, leaving a bloody groove where the knife passed, but the person holding the knife walked away with light work without looking back.

With a plop, Chaolu fell down in response.

. . .

After a cup of tea.

The wind whizzed by my ears, and the blizzard blocked the way, leaving only whiteness between the sky and the earth.

Leng Tong stopped on the mountain bag, clutching the wound on her left abdomen, looking back at the barely visible figure in the distance.

How do you think?Didn't kill her? !The first mission, a mission where success or failure determines life and death, just came back unscathed like this, and just failed so blatantly? !Leng Tong scolded herself secretly in her heart.

Although the heavy snow made people unable to see their fingers, it was really difficult for the seniors in the dark pavilion to judge whether there were any survivors in the snow.But this blatant act of disobedience...

What if someone really witnessed what happened just now?Or did these three people do something to expose their identities in the future?Even if it's just in case, what if it is discovered, is it discovered that this assassination still slipped through the net?

Leng Tong didn't dare to think back.

Forget it, it might be a good thing to go to accompany A Niang earlier.It also prevents the time of killing too much, going to hell, and never seeing A Niang again.

The blizzard and cold wind froze Lengtong's heart.

However, at that time, people inside and outside the game, including Leng Tong, didn't know how this year's snow and blood would change the fate of the four children, and what kind of ending would be destined.

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