Zhu Luan was quietly lying in the grass with a sniper rifle in his arms.

She had been lying in ambush here for a whole day. The body and cover with smooth lines and strength are integrated into one, from head to toe are all intricately draped in green and yellow strips of cloth, and the face is painted black and green, and even the sniper rifle is covered with wisps of cloth.

Nineteen-year-old Zhu Luan is a sniper in the peacekeeping force, and although she is young and female, no one dares to despise her.

In the real overseas battlefield, it is taboo to despise women. In many third world countries, 5% of snipers are women. If a patrol or outpost finds a woman carrying a rifle with a scope, she is a deadly adversary.

Zhu Luan, codenamed "Oriental Excalibur" on the battlefield, is a goddess gunman who has terrified countless rebels.

But no one knows that she is actually a time-traveler.

It has been 19 years since he traveled to modern times, and Zhu Luan has fully adapted to modern life.

Although the memories of her previous life were somewhat incomplete, she still remembered that she was the princess of Zhenguo of the Great Zhou Dynasty in another time and space.

In his previous life, after being burned to death by the Red Lotus Karma Fire in the Imperial Villa, Zhu Luan saw a faint white light, and after the world swirled, he found that his soul had crossed over to a baby here.

Although she wore this convenient place of peace and wealth, Zhu Luan always felt a little faintly uneasy - the swords and swords in her previous life, and the past of fresh clothes and angry horses left a vivid and indelible imprint in her memory.

The modern aura is too thin to practice, and the archery and elusive swordsmanship of the previous life are no longer of great use in this era, but in the end she still found a new way of life.

Zhu Luan chose to enlist in the army.

The blood that had been burning in her heart had a new home.

Zhu Luan breathed silently, like the best hunter quietly waiting for her prey.

This morning, an informant reported that a convoy of hostile forces would pass through the area.

And at this moment, the radio in my ear suddenly came with an intermittent and piercing message.

"Traitor...... Be careful...... Leave quickly...... Excalibur ......"

Zhu Luan was stunned, saying that it was too late and that was fast, with a deafening roar, the roar of the cannonball landing came, and then the originally gloomy sky suddenly became blood red, and a huge flame comparable to a tsunami rose up, and a radius of ten miles quickly turned into a sea of fire!

Molotov cocktails!

The burning temperature of the incendiary bomb can reach 3000 °C, it is mainly used to burn large buildings and fortifications, and the destructive effect on flammable targets is more than ten times higher than that of the blasting bomb!

I didn't expect that I would encounter such a fanfare of lethal weapons in this life.

Zhu Luan was like a boat in the monstrous waves, easily submerged by the surging sea of fire.

"Ah, are you going to die again?"

Zhu Luan muttered.

I always feel that the sea of fire and hell in front of me is a little familiar.

Anyway, it seems that he was burned to death in his previous life?

Why is he so connected to fire?

However, at the moment when his consciousness was about to be disillusioned, a faint white light that he had seen once appeared in front of Zhu Luan's eyes again.

Zhu Luan's eyes widened.

No...... No way......

Is this the rhythm that you are going to cross again?

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In the first eight years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the British Mansion of Huizhou.

The fire in Miss Zhu Jiu's room was still raging.

In the sea of fire, Miss Zhu Jiu, who still maintained her former posture after death, has turned into a fireball.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the main beam of the room was finally overwhelmed by the flames, and a large piece of wood collapsed, struggling to produce a large cloud of sparks, which smashed right on the top of Miss Zhu Jiu's head!

Right now.

In the fireball where Miss Zhu Jiu was, a white jade bell in the shape of a lily of the valley flower loomed.

A snow-white arm stretched out from the flames, accurately supporting the beam of the house that had been smashed by the splitting head.

The breath of life spreads from the arm to the fingertips, and the momentum of the rainbow seems to be able to blow away the darkness and flames.

The girl woke up.

Her whole body exuded the breath of life, her vigorous vitality overflowed, and her whole person was like a cloud of fire with a strong color, scorching in the sea of fire.

Miss Zhu Jiu's eyes, which were originally closed, slowly opened.

That was not Miss Zhu Jiu's original eyes.

In those eyes that are almost comparable to the starry sky, there is a strong and flexible willpower, which makes people's blood boil all over the body.

The girl Zhu Luan opened her eyes and saw this familiar and unfamiliar sea of fire.

She threw the beam behind her, and raised her aching arm, the splinters of the sleeves of her coat burning relentlessly.

She stretched out her other hand and stroked it carefully, and the originally menacing fire suddenly became quiet and well-behaved.

A small clump of yellow and clear, like a fluffy chicken cub.

Zhu Luan looked at the somewhat unfamiliar hand in front of him and looked around.

She sighed faintly.

I'm wearing it back again.

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