The heroine Bai Xianchen and four girlfriends

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The following story is about an orphan who lost his home in the sect war.

She was originally from Jiangzhou, and her father was the head of the Jiangzhou Longxing Escort Bureau. The old escorts under her were all masters of martial arts, and they claimed to never miss a shot in a dart.

In her memory, her home is a number of huge houses, the roof tiles block out the sun, the place is indescribably large, several spacious courtyards, countless flowers, plants and trees stand around the courtyards, ranging from a burly man to an amiable old woman Mammy, everyone loves her so much.

The men often go out with their goods, and when they come back, they gather together, drinking and eating meat carelessly, and the sound of shaking the dice is always mixed with rude yelling, noisy but very happy.

A bad-hearted uncle saw her puzzled eyes while drinking, so he handed over the jug and motioned the little girl to drink it, which made her unforgettable the pungent taste to this day.

"Chief Escort! People from Shendaomen have come in! Take the young lady and go!"

"Shen Dao Sect? Why did Huo Tianlang make things difficult for our Longxing Escort?"

"These sons of bitches! They must be after 'that thing'! Fuck, you don't care about the morals of the world!"

"The bodyguards of our Longxing Escort can't be robbed by others even if they die! The bodyguards are here! How can I, Lao Hong, be greedy for life and afraid of death! Let Dieer go, we will live and die with the Escort!"

The monstrous red flames turned the big house and yard into ashes, and the heart-piercing wailing of the uncles was still ringing in her ears. She remembered a little girl stuffing a silver ring into her palm, Tell her to "keep quiet no matter what noise you hear", and then hug her into a narrow hole, and cover the hole with a stone cover.

She curled up in the darkness, screams and wailing rang out, fear and death permeated the whole world, she just held the ring tightly with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, and wept silently in the cave.

Unknowingly, her consciousness gradually became heavy. When the shouts of killing receded like a tide, she stretched out her slender arms, but it was difficult to push the stone cover over her head.

She didn't dare to shout, so she just sat there without eating or drinking. It seemed that after a long time, she was thirsty and hungry and gradually lost her strength, her mind was dizzy, and she couldn't distinguish between dreams and dreams in the dark.

"Mother...Father..."

With a murmur, the stone cave was opened, and a dazzling light broke through. The girl saw two figures, one big and one small, against the white light.

"Father, why does this girl hide under the ruins?"

"Hmph, Huo Tianlang is really not a thing. He actually wiped out all the Longxing Escorts because of 'that thing'. If Jiangzhou was not far away from my northern land, the old man led his disciples to rush there, and he would never be spared!"

"Close your eyes and don't open them. The light is too bright, be careful not to blind your eyes. We will come up with you."

A petite but callused hand grabbed her arm, and lifted her out of the cave with ease, and she passed out.

When she saw the sun again, she saw a middle-aged man with thin skin, a slender figure, and a cold and arrogant face, wearing a white fur coat, a golden sword hanging from his waist, and pearls and jade hanging around his neck.

Beside the handsome middle-aged man stood a little girl in green clothes, about the same age as her, but with a heroic look on her brows, she was still playing with the silver ring entrusted to her by her father in her hand.

"Give it back to me!" She screamed, but her voice was low and hoarse and extremely weak.

The girl glanced at her, her arrogance not inferior to that of the middle-aged man beside her, she raised the ring in her hand in front of her eyes, and asked, "Is 'this thing' supposed to be escorted by your bodyguard to the Northland?"

She thought about it blankly, and added honestly: "Bei Di, 'Sword God Pavilion'."

The girl nodded and said: "Very well, we are from the 'Jian Shen Pavilion', the goods have been delivered by you, 'Longxing Escort never misses' is really trustworthy, your family's death is not in vain."

When mentioning her family, the girl lowered her head and shed tears, but immediately wiped the tears off her face with the back of her hand, she cupped her fists like her father and said, "May I ask who you are?"

The corner of the girl's mouth raised an invisible and indifferent smile, she cherished the words like gold and only said three words: "You are the same."

She followed the girl named Jun Yiran and the cold and arrogant man, living in an inn in the downtown area of ​​Jiangzhou City these days.

The unknown man was even more taciturn than Zhijun, he liked to drink and read alone in his room during the day, and would go out the window every night in the middle of the night, not knowing what to do.

These days, the girl named Jun Yiran is by her side. The girl is young but open-minded, and often takes her downstairs to drink tea. It is hard to imagine that such a child can be with a group of The high-ranking guests from the rivers and lakes in the past toasted and drank together and chatted happily.

That day, two strong young men dressed in black and wearing bamboo hats came to the inn. Seeing that Jun Yiran was drinking and chatting with four Jianghu people, he drew a knife and smashed a wine table without saying a word.

A table of good wine and good food was scattered all over the floor, she was too frightened to move by the scene, but Jun Yiran's eyes suddenly changed, and the temperature around her body instantly dropped by one degree.

There are also four people from the rivers and lakes, all of whom are old ghosts who have grown up in the rivers and lakes. They have seen a lot of the world, and they are no strangers to such a table-turning scene. They were all just sneering and calm He wanted to see which thing had no eyes, but when he saw a strange pattern engraved on the blunt knife in the hands of the two people, his face changed drastically, and his whole body trembled, knowing that the time limit had come.

Those two asked the two girls present to get out of the way quickly. She hurriedly took Jun Yiran's hand and wanted to drag him away from the table, but Jun Yiran took a sip of tea leisurely and squinted at the two martial arts masters. The not-so-weak man in black said flatly, "Get lost."

An impulsive man was furious, and slashed with a threatening momentum, trying to split the rude girl in two, but he was surprised to find that the blade had reached the top of the girl's head, and he couldn't press it down no matter what!

The man did not believe in evil and exerted strength twice again, but he still couldn't move. After a glance, he realized that the blade had been easily caught by the girl's two fingers.

There was no joy, anger, sorrow or joy on Jun Yiran's face, and the indifferent voice of that day always made people feel that she was difficult to get close to, so he cast a disdainful look at the man in black, and Jun Yiran said: "I'll say it again, get out—— The 'roll' just now is to let you go out with your feet, but now it really asks you to roll out with your body, are you going to roll?"

The man was so angry that he jumped into the air and pressed down the blade with his body weight.

Jun Yiran threw the man aside with a light throw, and there was a loud "bang bang" sound, smashing a round red wooden table in the inn.

The man turned around like a carp, jumped up, shouted and slashed at Jun Yiran, the angle of the blade was extremely tricky, seeking simplicity is the best sword technique.

Unexpectedly, before this saber technique could be used, Jun Yiran had already thrown a long and thin wooden chopstick, piercing through the man's head in one fell swoop.

The scene was chaotic, except for the five Jianghu people and two girls including a guest in black, the rest of the guests left the dishes bought with real money on the table and ran out of the inn.

The shopkeeper immediately hid under the counter table and did not dare to move, and the waiters who delivered the food and drinks retreated to the back hall.

Seeing the death of his companion, the remaining man in black didn't immediately draw his sword to face him. Instead, he gritted his teeth and saluted Chaojun, saying coldly, "Who is your Excellency? Why do you want to oppose Chong Guizong?"

Jun Yiran frowned slightly, then calmed down, and asked lightly: "There must be a reason for the disciples of Chonggui to kill people. I think the four people beside me must have committed something in Huizhou?"

The man in black said: "They killed people and robbed money, and then escaped from Huizhou. Your Excellency is so skilled in martial arts, why do you join these people?"

Jun Yiran shook his head and said: "This is a misunderstanding. I don't leave the pavilion on weekdays, and I never see outsiders. It's rare that I have the opportunity to come to the south, so I need to ask more people about the rumors of the world. I just met these four people just today... "

Speaking of this, a short man among the four gave a cold snort, and said sharply sarcastically: "As soon as you heard the name 'Chongguitang', you immediately became this kind of virtue. If you didn’t return the lion’s property just now, would you split it with us fifty-five?”

Hearing the man pouring dirty water on Jun Yiran, she couldn't bear it any longer, and angrily argued: "Nonsense, we were clearly listening to your bragging just now, saying that you have never met an opponent in a single-handed run, hum! Shameless thing, it needs a little girl to protect it in the face of disaster!"

Jun Yiran was sitting in front of the broken dining table, holding a cup of tea in his left hand, and a small plate of peanuts on his lap. With a flick of his finger, a piece of peanut flew into the air, and then he bit off the squeaky sack with his mouth. Chewing, his expression was very indifferent, as if he didn't care what other people said.

After hearing what the little man said, the other three people also understood and echoed, some cried to their father and mother, "Hero, you can't cross the river and tear down bridges", and some even said, "Jun Yiran is a dwarf who is already thirty years old." ", and another persuasive Jun Yiran said, "You have already killed one person. With Chongguitang's temperament of revenge, we can't hide in the future. We are grasshoppers on a boat. Why don't you kill someone in front of you?" This person should also be killed."

The man in black smiled coldly, ready to fight at any time with his hand on the handle of the knife, with a majestic demeanor, even if life and death were at stake, he was still unafraid.

After all, she is a fledgling young lady, panicked to the extreme at this moment, but she saw a small black shadow passing by in front of her eyes, and the little man who listened to the persuasive persuasion had a little scarlet on his forehead, and a small round hole opened wide on his forehead , a large amount of blood gushed out of it was shocking.

Before the other three could react, Jun Yiran flicked his fingers three times, and shot three peanuts respectively, directly piercing the eyebrows of the three of them. The three of them were scolding and chattering a while ago, but now they are alone. One after another they fell to the ground, speechless.

The man in black was not afraid or angry, let go of the handle of the knife with his right hand, sat down opposite Jun Yiran with a big smile, gave the amazing little girl a thumbs up, and said, "What a hero!"

Jun Yiran replaced the wine with tea, took a sip of the tea, and returned the salute with clasped fists.

The man in black untied the long knife at his waist and put it on his legs, and calmly waited for death with his arms tied, he said: "My two brothers and I came here to kill these culprits, but now that the culprits are dead, it's worth it for us, just do it." .”

Jun Yiran put the dishes and teacups in his hands on the side of the bench, and waved his hands as if to let the black man leave on his own.

The man said coldly: "Your Excellency also heard just now that I worship the ghost sect as the thief said, and I will definitely seek revenge from you. Even if it is a misunderstanding, you will not escape this disaster."

Jun Yiran said nonchalantly: "Then come and kill me, even if Zuo Weng comes in person, why should I, Jun Yiran, be afraid? Within three years, Jun Yiran will be waiting for you at the Sword God Pavilion."

No matter how hard it was to hide the admiration in the man's eyes, he stood up and bowed deeply to the little girl who was "too young for Jianghu", and he actually made a big salute, turning around and leaving behind a tall man who wanted to see her back. He wanted to leave, but Jun Yiran threw a peanut and broke his leg bone, so he really got out.

As for Jun Yiran beheading ten demon heads of Chongguitang with one sword, and becoming famous in the world since then, that is a later thing.

The man and Jun Yiran finally took her to the southern border and entrusted her to a voodoo tribe.

She was named "Die Ka", which translates to purple weeping blood. She is the favorite flower material of Heart-biting Gu, and the most respected holy flower of voodoo people.

She is not ashamed of the name "Dika", and she is very close to poisonous insects and poisonous flowers. Even if it is a poisonous snake and scorpion that ordinary people dare not touch, she dares to hold it in her hands. It's a thing of great reverence.

She loves to study poisons. When she grew up, she was bridged by relatives and friends and became the maid of the Voodoo patriarch. Later, she was assigned to a patriarch's daughter who was as old as her because of her cleverness and cleverness.

The girl is taciturn, and she covers her face with a black cloth all the year round. She is more proficient in Gu insect poison than Dika. She can drive the most powerful Gu insect in the clan at a young age. This strange person is quite proficient. If Dika looked down on this young master at the beginning, after getting along with her, he has already cast all his eyes on her.

The girl's name was "Sima Lanhua". Perhaps it was because she was sickly and weak. She hardly ever went out of the house. Her daily hobbies were nothing more than sitting in the courtyard and reading ancient books, or playing chess with her left and right hands.

Hearing from the clansmen that "Miss Sima is extremely skilled in martial arts", Di Ka looked at this sickly girl who had difficulty walking, and didn't believe it until a strong man from outside wanted to take off Sima Lanhua's veil to see what she looked like. , but saw that Sima Lanhua only used his index finger to point at the strong man's chest, and lifted the huge man three times his size into the air!

If he becomes as superb as Sima Lanhua in martial arts, will he be able to kill Huo Tianlang and avenge his dead family members? ——This idea took root in Dika's heart, and she began to ask Sima Lanhua for martial arts, but the master Sima Lanhua said that her martial arts roots were not good, so she didn't teach her all the martial arts.

Dika was not discouraged, Sima Lanhua learned how to teach her, and never asked "My lady has no master to teach her, where did she come from with all her martial arts", anyway, her master is a first-class strange person in the world, and It cannot be inferred by common sense.

Gradually, she and her young lady had grown up. One day, Sima Lanhua suddenly launched an attack for no reason and expelled her from the voodoo clan.

Di Ka, who had lost her home for the second time, begged for mercy, but Sima Lanhua was steadfast and ignored her. He secretly asked her to meet her in the mountains at night, and assigned her a very secret mission—infiltrating Sioux City. The flowers are red and the willows are green".

Dika did as he did, and succeeded, and even became friends with a woman named "Bai Xianchen", and often met with the host Liu Hongyan.

"What's your name?" The man in white with a white cat and white mouse on his head blinked his eyes, and his cheeks were slightly flushed, which was very cute.

"My servant's surname is Hong, but I don't have a name." Dieka replied with his head bowed.

Seeing that Bai Xianchen thought for a moment, he stretched out his hand to grab Dika's palm, and wrote the word "die" for a butterfly on her palm—it turned out to be her original name before becoming "Dika".

"From now on, I'll call you 'Xiaodie'."

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