Danielise Liz was originally a mercenary of a small mercenary group in Hot Springs, and the flame of life was like a candle fluttering in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

But some time ago, because of an adventure, her strength finally achieved a qualitative change and reached the level of one-star vindictiveness.

This adventure changed the fate of her young life of less than eighteen years old, and finally qualified her to join a mercenary group with a little strength in the hot spring pass, and herself, among the mercenaries in the hot spring pass, can finally be regarded as half a master, at least it can ensure that Danny Liz will no longer be the rootless duckweed-like floating days of the past, although life is still in the shadow of swords, but she can also save a little savings every month, and there is no need to worry about food and clothing.

However, unlike other mercenaries who are on the line of death, she is a girl.

And she is also a very beautiful girl.

Beauty is the pursuit and dream of any girl.

However, this is not a good thing for a female mercenary.

Because it often causes her some unnecessary trouble.

What makes people feel strange is that before she became a one-star Douqi martial artist, she was not as radiant as she looks now.

At that time, she was dark, thin, unkempt, and every day in order to survive, she held a sword and worked hard like a man, and the cruel pressure of survival made her have no time to care about her personal image, and even Daniel Liz herself had forgotten that she was actually a girl.

But I know that because of that adventure, after breaking through to the realm of a one-star martial artist, her body has undergone an ugly duckling-like transformation under the nourishment and warmth of the fighting spirit, from that black, thin and fierce wild girl to a little beauty with a delicate body and fair skin.

The unexpected beauty brought her a lot of trouble.

For example, all kinds of gazes, as well as the intentional or unintentional ridicule of companions when performing tasks together, hairy hands and feet.

So much so that later, she had to wear an ugly black iron mask every day to cover her face.

After a little fame, Danny Liz still chooses to live in a completely closed slum.

Because here, some things have happened that made her gloomy life very warm, and those good memories are the source of happiness that she can't help but draw a happy arc at the corner of her mouth every time she thinks about it, but it's a pity...... More than half a year ago, a cold-blooded and ruthless criminal killing, a terrible fire that consumed everything, destroyed all of them and took that person away.

Danielise chose to stay in the slums, in the place he used to be, as he had done more than half a year ago, protecting twenty or thirty poor orphans who had no one to rely on, and like the one he once was, he became the only hope and pillar for these children to survive in this cold and unforgiving world.

"Haha, stand firm, straighten your waist, look ahead, and punch fast!" Danielise nodded with a smile.

The beautiful morning light shone from the garbage heap in the distance, like a golden glow, falling on this small courtyard that was quite smooth and clean, more than a dozen tattered six, seven or eight-year-old boys, standing in the middle of the courtyard facing the morning light, hehehaha boxing and practicing martial arts in style, his face was childish, but he was extremely serious, and drops of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

In addition, there are a few girls in the distance, skillfully picking through a pile of garbage that can be used by a DSLR, and even food that can still be eaten without being completely spoiled.

In this cold, filthy slum full of violence, killing and plunder, this small courtyard is like a pure and safe paradise, and under the golden morning light, the laughter of children drives away the cold of early spring and makes the filthy and cold world come alive.

Danny Litz, dressed in red light leather armor covered with mottled traces, is like a perfect statue of art, at this time, she took off her guard, took off the ugly black iron mask on her face, and her delicate and pretty face was full of smiles, seeing the group of lovely children in front of her, time seemed to go back to more than eight years ago, at that time, he was still there, and she was also such a group of children, she was the eldest of them......

Suddenly, Danielise noticed something and frowned.

She clapped her palms gently, a signal that had been agreed a long time ago, and the children suddenly returned to the stone house on the edge of the field very quickly like frightened little moles, and looked out one by one through the cracks in the stones, doors and windows, with frightened and frightened eyes, and flashed big black eyes.

There was a rush of footsteps.

At the corner of the garbage heap in the distance, a group of brightly armored [Tempest Legion] soldiers, surrounded by extremely gorgeously dressed young people, ran towards this direction, looking unkind and making a loud noise.

Daniel Liz frowned and thought for a moment. Put on your own black iron mask.

From the faces of the soldiers and the young men, she saw those expressions that were so familiar to him that they made her sick.

......

"Although more than half a year has passed, it seems that this place is still the same. Philips Inzaghi and his four companions rode very slowly on well-trained black horses, slowly moving through the slums, little by little.

In sight, there are still rotting garbage all over the ground, small ditches with black foul-smelling sewage on the side of the road, occasionally a few pedestrians, with indifferent and numb expressions in their eyes, and the warblers with a thin coarse cloth almost ** body, shivering in the cold wind to solicit customers, in the distant garbage heaps, dirty wild dogs and wild cats are tearing at half-rotten corpses, and swarms of rats are scurrying around the streets as if no one is around.

Nothing has changed.

"Under the rule of the damned Ptolemaic family, this ghetto has long been forgotten, and how can the noble lords, who are high up in the nobility, while holding the stove to keep warm, and talking about the daily feast, remember this place that they will never set foot in the rest of their lives. The youngest, Michael Owen, was only fifteen years old, his face was green, and the golden fluff on his face was clearly visible in the sun, and he couldn't help but sigh indignantly: "Compared to Chambord City, this place is a hell on earth, and it would be great if King Alexander ruled this ancient city." ”

Raul, Cavani and Trezeguet's three teenage knights were silent.

What had happened here half a year ago had filled everyone with hatred for the ruler of the city, and the murderous intent had spread silently in their hearts, and they had waited two hundred and seventeen days for today, and now, when they had finally seen the place where they had lived with Uncle York and their companions, they would have to pay the price of the bloody executioners.

It's close!

The place where I once lived is gradually getting closer.

In everyone's heart, there is an indescribable sadness and mourning.

But at this time, in the familiar place ahead, an arrogant and piercing laughter suddenly came out-

"Hahahaha, little Liema, how is it? Do you think your poor one-star strength can save you? Hahaha, beat me? Haven't you been caught by Young Master Ben yet? Seal her vindictive spirit for me, tie her hands and feet, hehe, today Young Master Ben is going to ride this batch of little fiery horses in this slum, in front of this group of little guys, and taste the taste of one-star vindictive female mercenaries, hahahaha!"

In an instant, the five Inzaghi looked at each other, and their faces changed.

As an assassin, the hand holding the reins of the horse even trembled a little.

This voice is so familiar to them that it is simply unforgettable.

In the past two hundred and seventeen days, every hour, every second of every day, the motivation that sustained them to persist in cultivation even when they were most tired was the infinite killing intent and hatred for the master of this voice.

Unexpectedly, here today, in this place that is also unforgettable for them, where the most real happiness and the only warmth in their hearts are preserved, in the place where Uncle York and his companions lived and finally rested, they would meet this damned guy a hundred times.

Inzaghi gently patted the dark horse under his crotch, and at this time, he calmed down as quickly as possible, did not make a sound, and walked towards the place where the sound came from with his four partners.

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The first update.

I thought I wouldn't be afraid of staying up late, but who knows, after I finished explaining it last night, my whole body was swollen.

During this time, it was too fierce to stay up late watching the ball.

Maybe there are only two watches today, I'm sorry, I really can't hold on, and now the whole scalp is moving slightly, it hurts, maybe it's really old.