Chapter 003: Ten Years of Killing

Cang Wensheng guards the border all the year round, and after learning that his daughter was born, he only sent back a letterhead to give his daughter a name, Cang Jiuyao.

Cang Jiuyao is also the Xiao Jiu of the previous life.

Since Cang Jiuyao was born, Mrs. Cang has been sick for a long time and died when she was five years old.

Before leaving, he held General Cangda's hand and said, "Husband, no matter how many wives and children you have in the future, don't treat our children slowly, I can't continue to accompany you in this life, just let our children always be by your side to serve you and take care of you for me, okay?" ”

Her mother had good intentions.

After dealing with Mrs. Cang's funeral, General Cang resolutely put on men's clothes for Cang Luochen, put her in front of the horse, took her to the border army to the battlefield, and gave her the small word "Luochen" early.

This time, it is ten springs and summers.

When Cang Luochen was a five-year-old daughter, she was taken to the battlefield by her father in men's clothes, watching her father fight and kill the enemy.

When she was seven years old, her father brought back an enemy commander and ordered her to kill the present.

Killing is not a difficult task for her, she knows how to kill a person with a single blow, she knows better where to make a person miserable, and she knows very well how to kill more people in a faster time with the least effort.

In her previous life, she was already familiar with all of this.

A seven-year-old girl dressed in ill-fitting men's clothes took the long knife from her father's hand. The long knife stood as tall as she was.

The black eyes were bright and indifferent, without fear or procrastination, he swung the long knife with skill, and his hand fell with the knife, and his life fell.

Blood splattered all over her face, warm and fishy, the most familiar breath of her two lives, but also the most disgusting smell for her.

Looking at the staring tiger eyes that fell to the ground, blood gushed like a spring, and there was an unwilling corpse. Cang Luochen smiled lightly at her father, "If my father asks Luo Chen to kill people next time, he must first cast a lighter weapon for Luo Chen, so that Luo Chen will not be splashed with this blood again." ”

As she spoke, she handed the long and heavy knife in her hand to the general Commander Konoe who was standing on the spot, and then touched her face with her small hand, which had been sharpened with a thin callus but still white because of her long-term martial arts practice.

The bright red blood droplets were wiped by her little hand, and in an instant, it was like a child playing dirty with her face, but her face was blood.

The scarlet blush touched her eyes, making her fair and delicate little face shudder.

Since that day, everyone in the army knows that the general of Zhenguo, Cang Luochen, is a natural general who is like being possessed by Hell Shura.

The veterans in the army are all Taoists, Cang Luochen is the hell Shura......

When the ordinary little daughter was tired of her parents' coquettish tricks, she was sitting in front of the war horse of the general of Zhenguo and watching the battlefield fight, blood splashed everywhere, people's heads rolled down, and the scene of blood became a river.

When the ordinary daughter follows the master to read and learn calligraphy, and with the mother practicing female red, she gets up early to draw her eyebrows like willow leaves, and when a little rouge is between her lips, Cang Luochen has a long knife in her hand, and her clothes are stained with the blood of the enemy.

Exploits again and again, smoke in the desert, galloping horses, decisive killing, bloody, heroic generals who immediately crossed the sword!

The little girl who was weak and thin back then, I don't know when she had already appeared, her face was fair, elegant and beautiful.

Ten cold and summer border army life, so that she has long been accustomed to everything here, loess and eyes, school training, running in all directions, blood stained clothes.