Duran couldn't remember how long it had been since he had cried. Maybe twenty years, right?

Of course, she knew very well that it was not her tears, it was just a disguise given to her by the scene world.

"Mission one, escape. ”

The voiceover was long overdue. Along with the voiceover, there is also background information.

"Du Lanzhen" is the youngest daughter of a squire's family in XX Village, one day she went out to play at her grandfather's house in the next village, and when she came back, she found that her village had been slaughtered.

"Du Lanzhen" obviously didn't have any special means of concealment, and was immediately taken away by the people left by the murderer of the village to observe the situation.

That's why she cried on the floor of the little black room as soon as she came.

"Duran Zhen" was a mortal, and a helpless little girl, and what was worse was that the people who took her away obviously did not pity Xiangyu, and beat and kicked her when she resisted, causing her to be in pain all over her body now.

Duran Zhen rolled over, barely going from lying on his stomach to sitting on the ground. Her face turned pale—the result of the pain of her owner.

She had so little background information that Duran really didn't know anything about the world other than how she got here.

This is very different from the first scene world.

Is this a deliberate attempt by the jury, or is it ...... How can the daughter of an ordinary squire's family know the world to this extent?

Duran wished it was the former, but she knew the latter wasn't uncommon in reality.

At an inopportune time, a hint of happiness and a hint of fear flashed in her heart. If she hadn't been taken to the Extreme Dust Sect by Du Lei, then, perhaps, this would be her fate.

But untimely sadness is not her style. Duran quickly scrambled up from the ground - she wanted to be dashing, but this body limited her.

The first task, there shouldn't be too much thinking, otherwise the opening kill, how can Tang Yuxian still deserve to say "Your ability is definitely enough to complete the task"?

Duran slowly paced to the door and knocked hard.

"What for?" Someone was clearly standing outside the door.

Duran really didn't answer, just knocked on the door.

"Are you sick?" the guard was impatient, and came as soon as he opened his mouth to scold.

Duran didn't just knock on the door this time. She also used her fingernails to squeeze up and down on the door, making an extremely harsh sound, which was so sharp that it was even a little frightening in this quiet environment.

"What the hell is looking for death?" The guard couldn't help but scold and open the lock, rudely opened the door, rolled up his sleeves and planned to beat the dead girl to make her quieter.

However, as soon as the door opened, Duran Zhen seemed to lose consciousness and fell limply.

"Grass, what's going on? It's not going to die, is it?" the guard was startled. Although this girl is not very important, since she is still alive, it means that she may still be useful, and if she dies, he will also be responsible!

It's really annoying, didn't you just kick a few feet, why are you going to die or live?

The guard bent impatiently and tugged at her arm, intending to check on her.

And just as he held Du Lanzhen's arm and dragged her halfway, the girl whose face was so pale that she seemed to stop breathing at any moment suddenly opened her eyes!

As if the eagle was about to hunt, in an instant, the guard's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that what was in front of him was not a weak girl who was difficult to resist if he beat and scolded, but an extremely fierce beast!

The beast held out its hand to him—incredibly fast, and she struck almost before she could open her eyes, and the guard admitted that he did briefly froze in fear from her gaze.

But it was really only for a very short moment.

The hand that had just broken its skin and was slightly blurred with flesh and blood because of the slamming of the door, but it could be seen that it was usually pampered, was inserted into the guard's eye socket in an instant at a speed that even the strongest grandmasters in the world could never imagine!

Just for a moment, only briefly stunned, the guard stopped breathing, and died at the hands of the little chick he thought he would kick to death.

As if it wasn't enough, Duran really didn't change his face at all because of the ferocity of his current actions. She calmly continued to poke with her hand deeper, even picking at it, until she was sure that the guard was dead, and then her leg went limp, and she fell into a ball with the guard's body.

Duran was sure that there was only one guard here, and she lay on her back, wiping her hands full of unidentified objects on the guard's clothes.

When she raised her hand again, it was only red.

She couldn't tell if it was the guard's blood or her own.

To what extent must this "escape" task be accomplished?

Duran Zhen slowly got up, breathing three shallows and one deeply, trying to adjust his breath. The original owner was beaten and kicked by these captors, and it hurt her internal organs a little, and Duran really had to be careful that she fell down before the mission was completed.

It took all her strength to drag the guard's body into the room. It's been a long time since Duran has been so tired. She burst out in an instant with a power far from what an ordinary person can explode, but she usually has the constitution of the original owner's powerless chicken.

Because the part she chose to start with was not easy to spurt blood, Duran really dragged the guard into the room, and there didn't seem to be any blood on the outside.

She locked the door decently, and swaggered away—of course, in her current state of swaggering, not swaggering.

There is no one else in this yard. There are no other guards or detainees.

Du Lanzhen observed the courtyard from all angles, then straightened his clothes, covered the scratches with techniques that non-delicate women could not master, and walked out of the courtyard calmly.

The moment she walked out of the yard, a voiceover told her that the mission was complete.

"Task 2, find out the truth about the slaughter of the village, and kill the direct murderer to take revenge. ”

When you get out of the courtyard, you will find that she is actually in the gate of a large mansion, which is just a corner of the mansion.

Duran really hid in the ornamental rockery, secretly observing the people coming and going, frowning slightly.

That means that this is just a knife-wielding person, and there must be someone else behind it.

As a monk from the mortal countryside, Duran really still has some basic mortal common sense. In a peaceful country with relatively perfect order, don't look at a village that seems to be very small, in fact, if a person wants to slaughter the village, he must have extremely high power!

Such a person is just another person's knife......

If Du Lan's true cultivation was still there, then this task would be a piece of cake, but she was powerless now?

She bets that if she kills the direct murderer, the next task will be to kill the person behind the scenes - and the first three tasks are already of this difficulty, how about the fourth and fifth tasks, do you need to say more?

Everyone's ability will not be insufficient?

The jury is all liars!

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