That year, she was eight years old.

My father's caravan passed through a barren valley and saw a boy who had fallen to the ground, he was only eleven or twelve years old, but he was scarred.

The vulture hovered in the air, waiting for the boy's last breath to break off and devour his flesh.

The ants followed the bloodstains, crawled onto the boy's body, followed the wound, burrowed into the boy's body, itching, painful, even in a coma, the boy frowned.

"Father, let's save him......"

"Okay, my little cicada, it's still so kind......"

The father is smiling, but there is worry in his eyes that is difficult to hide, in this troubled world, in this dangerous world, kindness sometimes becomes a rope to urge life.

He only hoped that he had enough strength to protect her and always maintain this innocence.

"Hold on, stay alive ......"

She took good care of the boy, and during the few waking hours of the day, she would dance the dances she had learned from his mother to comfort the boy's heart.

She danced lightly with long sleeves, dressed in a pink dress, like an elf.

It's just that this world, elves, is not a beautiful word......

The boy's injuries recovered day by day, and he was obviously very thin, but he was able to carry the Fang Tianhua halberd that was bigger than him.

The boy remained silent, looking at everyone's gaze, full of vigilance, only when he saw the little girl's dance, his eyes showed a rare look.

Click~

The sound of horses' hooves rang out, and the boy stood up, clenched the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, and lowered his eyes, really...... They still betrayed him......

The boy raised the halberd, and the people in the caravan, along with the little girl, fell in a pool of blood.

The little girl's pink skirt was dyed red, and her innocent eyes were never closed, full of doubts......

The sound of horses' hooves gradually drifted away, never approaching.

The Fang Tian painting halberd in the boy's hand fell to the ground, and he knelt down weakly, panting heavily, "Yes...... Sorry ......"

It's just that he can't trust anyone.

He just, wants, lives......

The girl did not die, she was saved.

It's just that the scar on her abdomen reminds her all the time that the boy who ruined her and ruined everything is still alive and well.

She is peerless, she dances peerlessly, she is called, peerless dancing queen, her name is ...... Diao Chan!

………

Bai Luo is like a third party, always standing beside him, watching all this, he even clearly knows that this is his dream, and he is dreaming of a woman's life.

He was sober, but he couldn't change anything, just like watching the most realistic 3D movie, he could only watch.

It was only now that Bai Luo finally understood what kind of world he had shuttled to...... The original owner was obsessed with the glory of the king, and after crossing over, he came to the king continent.

And the first customer in the Bailuo Shop is the soul of Diao Chan.

Bai Luo once shuttled to the world of [Glory of Kings: E-sports King], in that world, he was an e-sports player, and what he played was Glory of Kings.

Because of this, Bai Luo is no stranger to the stories of every hero in the King Continent.

It's just that what he sees now doesn't seem to be exactly the same as the story he has learned...... It can only be said that it is very similar.

The dream continues......

Diao Chan grew up and was absolutely beautiful, however, her father-in-law, who saved her in the past, sent her to the side of Lu Bu, the god of war, knowing that she had a sweetheart.

The assassination skills taught to her by her former stepfather seem to have a place to use.

Diao Chan did not refuse, her life was given by her father-in-law.

The night before leaving, she saw him, dressed in black, covered with a black scarf, a tall figure, standing in the dark, even in the moonlight, she couldn't see it really.

"Dragon...... Can you, let me, look at your face? ”

Diao Chan opened his mouth cautiously, and the dragon was silent for a long time before he spoke softly, "You...... Be careful! ”

The dragon is gone, but Diao Chan is very happy.

Because, for the first time, the dragon cared about her......

It wasn't until she saw Lu Bu, the god of war, that Diao Chan finally discovered that Lu Bu was the boy who killed her whole family back then.

Compared with the boy of the past, Lu Bu has changed too much, he is mighty, he is strong and powerful, where is the thin appearance of the past, but what she remembers, remembers his outline, and also remembers the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand.

Diao Chan remained silent, and even still smiled, and walked towards this legendary god of war, the god of war who has no defeat.

Diao Chan could see the vigilance in his eyes, he had always been like this, never trusting anyone.

Until...... She danced, that song, a peerless dance!

The splendid flower array bloomed, and she was dressed in a dance dress, like a fragile elf that could bring bad luck to anyone, beautiful and unreal.

Lu Bu, the god of war, was stunned, and in the haze, he seemed to see the shadow of the little girl in the past......

"What's your name?"

"Concubine, Diao Chan ......"

Children are long, heroes are short!

Lu Bu, the god of war, gave his sincerity.

It seems that the two are in love and harmony.

Until......

That night, he was drunk and held Diao Chan's hand, "Little Cicada, stay until tomorrow, I will take the world as a dowry and marry you!" ”

Diao Chan's cheeks were red, but his heart was calm.

The god of war Lu Bu was drunk, she looked at his sleeping face, hesitated for too long and too long, and finally didn't make a move, just took a drop of his blood.

This is her father-killing enemy, but if the dragon wants to kill him with her own hands, then she will help the dragon...... Moreover, the dragon said that tonight, the face towel will be removed for her.

Diao Chan carefully put the blood into the porcelain bottle, and with this drop of blood, the dragon could use the secret method of the Demon Dao to kill Lu Bu in the war of tomorrow.

Around the camp, the defense was tight, but no one stopped Diao Chan, just because she was the favorite person of the god of war Lu Bu.

She gave the blood to the dragon, and she finally saw the dragon's face, which was different from what she had imagined, the dragon was handsome, with an angular face and a faint smile.

"Tomorrow, I'll pick you up!"

The dragon left, and Diao Chan returned to the camp of the god of war.

The next day, war broke out, and there was a lot of smoke.

The god of war is the god of war after all, even if he is trapped in a trap, even if he has a secret method in his body, he is still invincible.

However, beside the dragon, a shadow suddenly appeared, he was dressed in black, covered his face with a black scarf, and had no sense of existence, he joined forces with the dragon and killed Lu Bu.

The dragon put the spear in his hand on the ground, and looked at the shadow with resentment in his eyes, "If you don't leave, brothers, you won't die miserably!" ”

The shadow didn't speak, and turned away.

He didn't have his own name, so, when she asked for his name, he said, his name was Long......

Diao Chan walked and the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, there was no standing figure everywhere.

She kept searching, but she never found the ...... in her heart I want to find the figure.

Diao Chan is in a trance, dead, are they all dead?

Laugh at~

Suddenly, a spear, from behind, pierced her through the ......

I'm too busy today, I can only write one update, sorry.

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