·“ Jiang Yingluo! You are the daughter of the Liejian Jiang family! You have pinned all your grandfather's hard work, and if you fail, you will let him down! The family has given you everything that can be given to you, and you must repay the family, in this way, you are a useful person!"

He was a very stern man, his eyes were fixed on her all the time, and without words, the girl could see in his eyes the disappointment and rebuke for her.

He was her father, but he never called her 'daughter', but always used the title 'Jiang Yingluo'.

He seems to be busy, busy with all kinds of things, but as soon as he gets home, no matter what he is dealing with, no matter who he is talking to...... He'll be staring at him.

"Jiang Yingluo, you are the hope of the Liejian Jiang family, you have to be stronger than everyone else! The four families of the soldiers, the four arts of the gentleman, and the four methods of ancient traditions, these twelve families, throughout the ages, our Jiang family has always been the first......! We have lost the glory of our ancestors, we must take it back, you must take it back......! The meaning of your life, you can only be a useful person if you become the first!"

Day after day, year after year, the man she called her father was always staring at her, watching her practice swords, watching her study, telling her how to kill, how to ...... Don't get killed.

She was like a caged bird, with the high walls of the courtyard blocking all her childhood and yearnings, and she would occasionally sneak out and watch them play with envy.

One day, long later, she plucked up her courage and walked up to them.

"Ahh

Monster - a white-haired, sword-wielding monster, as the kids called her.

She has been and has been practicing swords, she has learned too much about killing and not being killed, her eyes are as sharp as a sword, and she has no normal human emotions.

She didn't want to do that either......

That day, when her father returned, she cried and told him this.

He hit her, slapped her hard, leaned over and told her that no matter what she sent, no matter what she was facing, she shouldn't cry, crying wouldn't solve anything.

Use the sword in your hand to defeat all your enemies and become the strongest and final victor!

Later, the children were brought to her and one by one they fought with her.

Even though they were the same age, they were really weak, terrifyingly weak, and she easily defeated them.

Then, right in front of her, the children were severely punished, they were beaten with bamboo whips covered in blood, from crying to snorting, they were beaten to the point that if it were not for the precious medicine, they would have died.

"This is the price of failure! Jiang Yingluo, you have to remember, don't cry, don't fail, don't become a useless person!"

On that day, her father taught her an unforgettable lesson, that failure is not allowed, that a loser is useless, that she must become stronger, stronger than anyone else, and become a winner......

In this way, she is the one who is useful.

After that, she never ran out of the courtyard again, and never went to the old mansion to see the cherry blossoms. The children, she occasionally saw at the New Year's gatherings, would always hide far away and not dare to look at her.

At that time, she sat beside her father, conscientiously completing his father's explanation, like a sculpture and an ornament, calmly waiting for the end.

Some of the feelings in her heart...... Shattered.

After that, she began to practice her sword desperately, desperately become stronger, and desperately pursue victory.

Because she is the daughter of the Liejianjiang family, she is the one who should sacrifice her life for the glory of her ancestors.

Her time was in that courtyard, and as the flowers bloomed and fell, the leaves grew and died, and she spent year after year.

By the time she was twelve, she had become a II. Black Iron Rank Realm martial artist, and with the help of her family's secret skills, she had succeeded in making the source power flow through the blade.

"Jiang Yingluo, you have completed the basic cultivation of swordsmanship, and you have also opened the second [Closed Gate]. Now, you should go to the battlefield, sharpen your mind, and find your own kendo—"

On that day, the afternoon was shining, and she stood in front of her father, listening to his teachings as usual, and she was not prepared for her departure.

However, her father did not give her time to accept it, and in the evening, she took a few clothes, took the two swords that her grandfather gave her, left the house, and set out on the battlefield.

Battlefield - a place where life and death, iron and blood are intertwined.

In the beginning, she was only dealing with ordinary people, who were full of malice and vulgar language, and they were ...... Bandits, damn people.

So, she swung her blade and killed them all like she breathed.

Because she had learned too much about wielding a sword, she didn't even feel much when she killed someone, she just felt blood, red and still uneasy, and the sticky, warm touch was disgusting.

She killed everyone alone, standing among the corpses all over the ground, she turned her head, and the eleventh bureau with her and Sister Lian, who had been taking care of her, did not smile.

Why? Obviously she has done a good job, why didn't any of them praise her, ...... What about looking at her like that?

At the age of twelve, she didn't quite understand these things, she just knew how to wield a sword, how to kill, and other things...... She didn't quite understand.

Her father also said that she would understand those things when she grew up, and she didn't need to rush to understand them right away.

Well, she is not in a hurry, she listens to her father very much and wants to be a useful person.

I don't know why, after killing those people, she didn't sleep well all night, and she had a terrible dream.

Later, Sister Lian came to see her in the middle of the night and hugged her, very warm and reassuring.

So, she slept and got through the hard night.

After that, accompanied by Sister Lian, she traveled to various cities, she couldn't do other things, and the only thing she could do was to kill people.

Sister Lian taught her a lot, telling her how to survive, how to face malice, and how to control human nature...... Accompanied her for a far, long way.

The days of sleeping in the wilderness are actually not comfortable, all kinds of terrifying disaster plants cannot be prevented, and countless fierce wild beasts are extremely dangerous.

But, in those days, she was happy.

As time passed, her swordsmanship became stronger and stronger, and her enemies became stronger and stronger, from ordinary people at the beginning, to groups of low-level realm martial artists, to III. Blue Steel Rank realm martial artists who needed to fight hard.

On that day, it was the most difficult battle for her in the high position of the II. Black Iron Rank, she fought with a III. Blue Steel Rank Realm martial artist to the end of the mountain, she was covered in wounds, and her blood was black, but - she still managed to kill him, and was promoted to the III. Blue Steel Rank.

That year, when she was fifteen, her father called her and said congratulations......