The gloomy moonlight, the raging wind, and the scarlet blood stained the ground. The once prosperous General's Mansion is now in shambles.

The peach tree where I used to play there is no longer full of flowers, only countless knife marks and blood stains.

"Ahh

"Ahh

……

There were crying and hoarse shouts everywhere in her ears, but Xue'er felt that she couldn't even move a finger, let alone run away, maybe, she didn't want to run away at all, and ...... Can't escape - as the daughter of the god of war.

"Whew."

The fire started from the warm spring pavilion where she liked to play the most, and continued to spread, and after a while, the gloomy sky was already illuminated red, like the ground under Xue'er's feet.

The huge flames were like fiery dragons, constantly spitting flames and turning everything to ashes.

Nothing is gone, daddy, mother, ruthless brother......

Cher stood blankly.

"Poof."

A bright knife slashed at her, and the blood on the blade was bright scarlet.

Xue'er instinctively took three steps back, and then stopped stiffly, she was the daughter of the god of war, and she must not be killed in an escape position.

"Miss."

With a miserable scream, the nurse who was hiding behind Xue'er pounced out and met the sharp blade.

"Poof."

It was the sound of a sharp blade piercing into the body. The nurse hugged the knife and roared, "Hurry up." ”

Looking at the nurse's desperate eyes, she was very distressed. Cher's tears couldn't flow out, it had already dried up, leaving only her heart dripping blood, painful, painful. Digging her nails into the flesh and gritting her teeth, she turned around and saw the "God of War" plaque given by the emperor himself.

"Father."

In front of him, his father was majestic in his armor, standing in front of him like a mountain. Xue'er bit her lip: As the daughter of the Han family, she would never die in an escape position. The hands are still trembling, the body is still stiff, but those who are afraid, those who are unwilling, because of the foretold death, are gone.

Cher only has one belief left, and that is - war. She turned to see that the nurse had been kicked aside, and the knife that wanted to kill her was slashed again. The nurse covered in blood made Xue'er's eyes turn red instantly.

"Poof."

She drew her talisman dagger and stepped forward.

"Bang."

The dagger fell in response, and the diamond-shaped purple gem on the dagger handle shone with light and drew a strange arc in the air.

The knife came again, and the tentacles of death were already on her shoulders.

Xue'er felt relieved, in this way, she could finally see her father with a face under the Yellow Spring. She greeted the end of her life with a smile, and it was at this moment. A familiar cry slipped into his ears.

It's a ruthless brother.

Cher looked sideways, and her ruthless brother's thin body was covered in blood, as if it had been fished out of the bloody water. She tried to shout "no", but the sound was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't make it at all.

Her ruthless brother, with the warmest smile, like a moth to a flame, rushed from her side and stood in front of her.

"Huh."

There was a soft sound, but like thunder, it pierced Xue'er's eardrum, and the blood-stained heart shattered into several petals at that moment.

"Don't ...... Don't ......"

……

When Xue'er woke up, her palms ached, and it was estimated that the wound that had been bandaged had been ruptured again. She endured the pain and gently stroked the epiphany necklace around her neck, her tentacles were warm and warm, just like the hands of her ruthless brother, making her feel at ease.

"Daddy, mother, ruthless brother...... I will avenge you. She bit her lip and said, her nails digging into the wound, blood soaking through the white gauze again.

The familiar scent of sandalwood wafted through the air.

Cher raised her head, there was a pink gauze tent floating in front of her eyes, covered with a pink brocade quilt, how familiar, but she knew that this was just a strange place.

Three days ago, a strange man in white rescued her, and then forcibly took her here, and when she arrived, she found that the layout of this room was exactly the same as her own boudoir, that is, a teacup, and even the embroidery of the brocade quilt were exactly the same.

What the hell is that person's purpose.

Cher sat on the edge of the bed, frowning, thinking.

At this time, it was daytime, but the sky seemed to be unusually gloomy, even the air in the room was extremely hot, and there was a strong smell of moisture, and there was a "whirring" wind blowing outside the house, "clang", it seemed that some porcelain fell on the ground and broke.

"It's really windy." Cher muttered to herself. The house was quiet, no one was there. Immediately, her gaze fell on the small red sandalwood table three steps away from the bed, and a celadon bowl was quietly placed there, as it had been for the past three days.

Listen to the person who monitors him: This thing has the effect of sleeping and is called Ningshen Soup.

Cher didn't drink it, and the man persuaded herself for a long time, thinking that she didn't believe it, and she swore a curse and tried it herself. Actually, it doesn't matter if you believe it or not.

This...... Nightmares, she was willing to do. She wants to engrave this hatred of destroying the family deeply in her heart. She wanted to let this nightmare remind herself that this world is not only flowers and pampering, but also knives and blood. She will take revenge, for her father, for her mother, for her ruthless brother, and for the innocent lives of more than 100 people in the house.

"Boom."

Suddenly a great thunderclap rang out, followed by lightning, and the somewhat dark room was as bright as day. Huge raindrops drifted in through the open window, and Xue'er put on her shoes from the side of the bed, got up and walked to the window, and when she passed the bowl of "Tranquility Soup", she paused, and a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

Eventually, she picked up the celadon bowl and walked to the window, where there was a pot of rhododendrons, and Cher poured the soup into it. Take the bowl in your left hand and close the window with your right hand.

At that moment, another thunderclap fell from the gloomy sky, and the dazzling light dazzled her eyes and called to her heart.

What a familiar scene, what a similar thunder. Ten years ago, it was also such a rainy day, and she was also sitting at such a window when she was young, watching the thunder falling from the sky, and letting the rain drift in scatter on her body. It's just that outside such a window, in such a rain, there is no stubborn young man, a pair of bright eyes with a light of hatred, holding a long sword that is extremely inconsistent with his size, swinging and slashing, in the rain, in the storm, falling again and again, and getting up again and again, but the small body is so tall in front of her eyes.

The ruthless brother at that time must have been very painful, just like she was at that time.

The hatred of destroying the family is not shared.

Since God let her live, then she also has to practice hard like a ruthless brother, she is no longer the honey held in her hands by her parents, and there is no more protection from her ruthless brother in front of her, she has to rely on herself to live.

"Knock knock."

The heavy raindrops hit the tiles and made a muffled sound.

An impulse surged over Cher, and after putting down the celadon bowl, she walked to the bed, picked up the long sword that the mysterious man in white had given her, and ran out of the house.

The oncoming rain instantly wet her eyes, the huge wind blew her clothes, making a "hunting" sound, the underground rain flowed like a small river, and the eaves formed a curtain like a water curtain. Not far from her feet was a porcelain basin that had been split in half. This...... I guess I heard the sound of something breaking in the house just now.

Come to think of it, it was the toiletry that the man had prepared for her. Three days, every day.

What exactly is their purpose? Cher didn't know, she simply didn't think about it. As long as they ask for something, they will naturally speak. And all she has to do is to improve her strength while waiting.

Cher jumped down the steps and rushed into the rain, the big raindrops hit her body, a little painful, but another feeling of pleasure came to her heart.

Swing the sword, spin, pegasus step......

The rain fascinated her eyes and wet her clothes, and the green silk stuck to her forehead, and she waved her sleeves to wipe it. continued to dance the sword, there was no special discipline, no special sword moves, she just wanted to dance the sword and slash her enemies fiercely.

In the corner under the eaves, a slender figure stood there, if Xue'er saw it, she would naturally recognize him as the man who had been taking care of her and monitoring her for the past few days, probably in his thirties, wearing an ordinary cloth coat, with a long sword around his waist, and a sword inlaid with brown gemstones, which matched his somewhat elegant temperament between his eyebrows, low-key and unassuming.

The facial features are not particularly handsome, but they make people feel very comfortable.

Smile like a loving brother.

He also had brown eyes that always glowed with a gentle light. At this time, he was staring at the woman wielding his sword in the rain without blinking, his eyes full of worry.

Three days ago, the owner brought her here and asked him to take care of her. However, no matter what he said or did, this woman was like crossing a layer of ice, ignoring it, but always playing with the flower-shaped necklace around her neck in a daze, and always waking up several times every night when she went to bed, shouting the same name every time: "Ruthless brother." ”

Looking at her pale appearance, Ling Chen's heart softened, he boiled the Ning Shen Soup, but he was always rejected, it seems that this woman really doesn't trust him, however, his persistence always has some gains, the medicine in the bowl is finally empty, although it was only poured into the flower pot.

This woman actually has a soft heart as well.

Ling Chen didn't plan to stop Xue'er from practicing swords in the rain, this kind of crazy behavior, but ...... He looked at Xue'er, who didn't know how many times he had fallen, and he didn't know how to speak, what kind of encounter and hatred made this soft woman in the water so tenacious and unyielding?

At this moment, "Bang. Xue'er fell five meters away from him again, the rain completely wet her clothes, Ling Chen was worried, his fingers pinched and slowly swiped in front of his right eye, and his eyesight improved several times in an instant.

Cher's knees were covered in a large cloud of red, and she didn't know what she was knocked into. What worries him especially is that every time Cher has a nightmare, her nails will dig into the flesh of her palms. Although he used mana and high-quality trauma medicine every day to promote wound healing, every day when he saw her, the bandaged gauze was always blood-like red.

Now, her wounded hand held the sword, and the blood was washed away by the rain in an instant. However, it will also hurt.

Ling Chen pinched the seal and planned to knock Xue'er unconscious and bring her in. However, halfway through the seal, his master's irresistible voice rang in his ears.