Blood turned into fire.

It's a pretty familiar sight.

Ever since Zhu Luan could remember, she knew that she was different from others.

She's a "monster".

Her blood can be burned.

When she was four years old, she was pushed to the ground by a mischievous boy from the village and broke her knee. And when she looked up with tears in her eyes, she found that the children who had been triumphant were all looking at her in horror.

Golden-red flames rose in front of her eyes, even burning the pants of the village chief's son.

The children ran home screaming.

Then her world turned upside down.

Soon after, because of this special physique, she was thrown into the fire by her biological parents at a young age.

Because the rumors in the village say that she is possessed by a fire demon, only by letting her go back and forth from where can the village be clean.

However, the sea of fire that burned the entire straw pile still did not burn her, and seeing Zhu Luan standing in the sea of fire and looking around, the villagers who were originally surrounded by Wu Yang and watched with relish suddenly dispersed as if they had seen something terrifying.

The fire around was getting bigger and bigger, the silence was terrible, and the parents were nowhere to be seen. The black hole outside the fire seemed to swallow the little girl as deep as the bottom, and the whole world seemed to be left alone, and the girl had no idea what was going on, only that she was very scared, and her heart was torn out with fear.

"Huh? There's a kid here. ”

Then, in the midst of endless despair, she heard the most pleasant voice she had ever heard in her life. Zhu Luan raised her head, and through the bright red tongue of fire dancing wildly, she saw the person.

A strangely dressed woman, nonchalantly walking through the sea of fire, was striding towards her.

She was tall and slender, with her black hair tied up high and unadorned, and she wore a long corset with red arrow sleeves and black stripes, a bit like a man's riding suit, but more neat and graceful than a man's riding suit, black trousers tucked into high red boots, and walked with great strides.

The woman's high ponytail washed the air, and the raging fire around her seemed to automatically retreat from her, and could not hurt her hair in the slightest.

She was like a real flame, bright and dazzling, and the mess around her looked so out of place under this woman's peerless appearance.

The bright brilliance completely took away the girl's attention for a moment.

The girl's ignorant head was only left with the shock of "there is such a woman in this world".

"This is? There is no such thing as a child here......"

The woman walked not far away, and her eyes widened as she looked at the girl in the flames. She bent down and muttered while looking at Zhu Luan thoughtfully.

Zhu Luan still didn't understand what her young self was thinking at that time, she looked up at the strange woman straight, and stretched out her hand helplessly to the front.

Then the heroic woman was stunned for a moment, a big smile bloomed on her face, and she stretched out her slender hand and grabbed the girl's hand.

The woman pulled her over and hugged her into her arms.

"They say I'm a youkai." At a very close distance, Zhu Luan looked into the woman's eyes and said.

"You're not." The noble and bright woman looked into the little girl's eyes and said word by word, "You are the reincarnation of Suzaku, with unimaginable talent and bloodline, but it is just a little special." ”

The words of that woman, who was still very young at the time, made Zhu Luan completely relieved, and accepted her special body from then on.

Later, as she grew older, she saw more strange people and afterwards, and found that there were not a few people with special talent bloodlines, so she no longer minded about it.

"Stop." Song Huaizhu's deep voice interrupted Zhu Luan's recollection.

"Sure enough, senior brother, you care about this." The woman in white covered her bleeding arm with a happy smile on her face.

A little of the blood that had flowed from before was still burning on the ground, and the golden-red flames easily melted the hard rocky ground.

Song Huaizhu seemed to be extremely annoyed, frowning and looking at the ground in a daze, as if he had lost his mind.

It didn't take long for him to glance at the woman in white, shook his head, turned around, and said lightly: "What I care about has nothing to do with you, what are you here for?" Why do you hurt people? ”

The woman in white regained her dignified posture and stared at Song Huaizhu's back with a smile.

"I came to Huizhou to do some business, and I heard that you have been looking for someone in Huizhou recently, so you came to visit," the woman paused and glanced at Zhu Luan, who was sitting on the ground, "Senior brother, the person you are looking for has been found?" It can't be her, right? ”

"It's not about you." Song Huaizhu still cherishes words like gold.

"Nothing to do with me?" There was a sneer on the woman's face, "After so many years, didn't you ever think that the person you are looking for may be me at all?" ”

Zhu Luan saw Song Huaizhu's fingers hidden under the sleeves of his wide robe move slightly.

"Impossible." He replied.

The eyes of the woman in white shot a resentful look, but for a moment, she regained her previous gentle and dignified smile.

"Really? I see how long you will deceive yourself, and don't come to me again. After saying that, she put away her long sword, showed a confident and proud smile, and the lotus step moved slightly, turning around and walking outside the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

The woman walked neatly, and was thinking about leaving without dragging her feet-

"Stop."

A cold female voice suddenly came from behind him.

The woman in white frowned slightly, paused slightly and continued to take steps, at this time, a sharp sound of breaking the air came, her hairs stood on end, and the intuition of danger permeated her body, and the woman immediately took a step back.

A strand of severed green silk fell from mid-air.

The woman in white looked fixedly, and the place where she had been standing was this time stuck with two short knives as thin as cicada wings, and the blades were deep into the ground.

"What are you going to do?" The woman turned abruptly.

Her gaze shifted down, and she saw the weak-looking woman sitting on the ground with her head bowed slightly, only one hand raised forward, and a dark iron bracer on her wrist glittered with silver.

"Light armor in the Great Zhou army." The woman in white narrowed her eyes.

Zhu Luan raised his head when he heard this, and his eyes shone brightly under his forehead.

"This girl, we haven't settled our accounts yet." Zhu Luan smiled slightly, "Do you want to run away after stabbing someone?" Where did such a good thing come from? ”

The woman in white widened her eyes in surprise, "I didn't mean to, who would have thought that Senior Brother would be such a useless person." She covered her mouth and smiled, "I'm really sorry to accidentally hurt this young lady, I apologized to you here, I made a reckless move." The woman in white accentuated the word "Miss".

She glanced at Song Huaizhu, arched her hand towards Zhu Luan, smiled dignifiedly, and then turned around nonchalantly, raising her feet to leave.

Zhu Luan looked at her back, one hand raised forward, and the other reached into his arms.

"It's going to be a bit of a hassle to kill her." Song Huaizhu, who was originally standing with his hands on the side, suddenly spoke.

The woman in white stepped out of her foot and turned back in disbelief.

"Oh, senior brother, did you find out? I didn't really want to kill her, I just wanted to make this girl suffer a little......" The woman in white turned around with a smile and said to Song Huaizhu.

But she was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly stopped.

Not far away, Song Huaizhu just looked down at Zhu Luan who was sitting on the ground.

The woman in white was surprised to find that she didn't say this to herself, but to the girl who was sitting on the ground and was weak.

The woman in white looked at Song Huaizhu in disbelief.

"Why?" Zhu Luan raised his head and looked at Song Huaizhu, and asked seriously, "Is it because she is from Xiliang?" ”