Da Qin: I became a purple girl

Chapter 1 Purple Girl
As the carriage moved away, as the wheels rolled, it brought up bursts of dust and smoke, and also brought up the harshness and desolation of winter.

Zi Nu watched quietly until the carriage disappeared at the end of her sight, then she looked back and finally sent everyone away.

Since then, goodbye, I don't know when it will be.It is even possible that we will never meet again.

Beside him, a woman in palace attire silently wiped away her tears.

Living together for more than ten years, how many storms we have experienced together, and the feelings accumulated over the years of getting along, how can we not make people sad.

The rising sun shines brightly on the snow-white land, and the long westward ruts intertwine with the brilliance of the future under the rising sun.

The woman in palace attire wiped away her tears silently, and glanced at Zi Nu, who was beside her in the ancient well, with the puzzlement and embarrassment in her eyes that made people feel unbearable.

In this chaotic era, women have never had the right to live.The more beautiful the woman the more so.

The cold wind was blowing, and on the withered and yellow branches beside the road, there were a few shriveled leaves, holding onto the branches tightly in the cold wind and refusing to leave, just like passers-by on the street, holding on tightly to the opportunity of life.

Some people are wandering between life and death, giving everything for one bite of food.

There are also people who are melancholy that the food is not satisfactory, and discard the precious food like a bag.

Often at this time, there will always be a large group of people rushing forward, scrambling for things discarded by others, and they will not hesitate to fight for it.

This is the normal state of this era, Zi Nu has long been used to all this.

On the way back to Zilanxuan, Zi Nu didn't say a word, she quietly looked at the unreal things in front of her eyes.

On the finely carved door plaque, the three Chinese characters flying and flying are eye-catching. The closed door and the colorful silk cloth hanging at the door, white snow is rolled up by the cold wind.

The woman next to her skillfully opened the door, blocked the door, and complained reluctantly: "Why do you send the sisters out of Korea?"

Living together here for many years, in Zi Nu's opinion, even if there is a little way, she will not send these lonely women to Qin.

Things backfired, Zi Nu had no choice but to choose the least risky approach, and the few people left were forced to die to make Zi Nu compromise. They were all wronged and sad, but Zi Nu didn't want to do more explain.

"Stop talking! It's over, Nongyu, why did you choose to stay?" Zi Nu asked him.

Nongyu hesitated for a moment, lowered her voice, and said that she wanted to find her parents.

"Parents? I will find them, and I will help you find them soon!" Zi Nu took Nong Yu's delicate hand and walked into the door.

She is tall and slender, and she is even more powerful. Even in this cold winter, she is still wearing a purple dress with high slits, shining brightly in the morning sun through the window.

"Why are you doing this?"

At the stairs on the second floor, a man who shouldn't appear in Fengyue during the day, with white hair holding a long sword, stared at Zi Nu coldly.

Zi Nu is a very emotional and casual person, and the sadness of parting, especially when she thinks that there will be no more in the future, the breath of that group of chattering sisters makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

She gave him a slight white look, and slid past him sideways.

The morning sun hit the white hair on the head, but the light couldn't hide the anger in the pair of shining eyes.

His whole body was full of sword intent, with a flash of cold light, the long sword pointed directly at Zi Nu's slender and tender neck.

"You better explain?"

Having lived in this era for a whole year, Zi Nu has been diligently looking for a way out for herself and Zi Lanxuan's sisters, but after all, under the torrent of the era, anyone's efforts are in vain.

She was angry!
She has also been reconciled. In this dark age, women are just playthings of men's desire to conquer, or just tools that the man in front of him can use.

Life is worthless here, and a woman is like a rootless duckweed at the mercy of others.

Zi Nu turned around and stared scorchingly at the white-haired man in front of her, with ambition and coldness in her eyes that a man had never seen before.

"Wei Zhuang, as the descendant of Guigu, you are indeed very powerful, but Zi Lanxuan's sisters are not your tools to use. I don't care about your goals, but I must protect their safety first."

Looking at the woman in front of him in amazement, Wei Zhuang didn't understand that as a descendant of Guigu who would make the world fear when he was angry, but calm down when he lived in peace, the woman in front of him had never treated him like this for a long time, and no one could treat him like this.

"You are provoking, this will bring you death!"

Ignoring Wei Zhuang who put away his sword, Lianbu lightened up, and Zinu turned and left while fiddling with her long skirt.

Business still needs to be done, and the Purple Orchid Garden is destined to be deserted tonight.

It was night, the moon was high, and the snow that had been falling for several days stopped.

Behind Zi Lanxuan, in a small courtyard known only to a few people, Zi Nu's figure stretched out, her clothes fluttering.

She was practicing the sword skills of another world, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the ground was covered with white snow, dancing gracefully with Zi Nu's dance.

Zi Nu didn't stop, her sword speed became faster and faster, her rapid breathing was light, and she gradually stabilized in the cold wind.

""Seven Gorgeous Swords" is finally available!"

The vast world is boundless.But countless worlds are alive, and each world has its own unique style.

Before coming to this chaotic world, Zi Nu once lived in a world of the same chaos, which was more dangerous and confusing than here, so people call it: Distress

In a shocking battle, Zi Nu's body died and her dao disappeared. She never wanted to wake up again, and she has become what she is now.

From a swordsman in the world of witnessing swords, she became the boss of this romantic place overnight. Zi Nu was astonished, but also terrified and puzzled.

Perhaps because of her rebirth, Zi Nu lay on the bed for half a year.Every day, Zilanxuan's sisters can only take care of her daily life.

Originally, she only had swords in her heart, but she also experienced a different life during this period of time.

Sealed in the depths of her mind, the long-awaited memories slowly came to life again, and Zi Nu gradually accepted the reality and began to slowly integrate into this world.

Hundreds of years of wars have gradually turned the land of thousands of nations into a stage for the seven most powerful nations.

This world is fundamentally different from suffering. There are rivers and lakes and temples here.

However, it is no longer the rivers and lakes that determine the ownership of the disputes in the world, but the unpredictable temple.

The seven countries are like seven top masters, competing with each other, and it is bound to decide who is number one in the world.

The winner gets it all, the loser loses it all.

This is the truth that has not changed regardless of the adversity or here, and it is also the place Zi Nu wants to make changes the most.

The way of swordsmanship was able to reach the peak for Zi Nu, and she also saw him who proved the Tao and became a fairy.

But these have not changed the reality of the chaotic situation, and in this land, the same chaos makes people have nowhere to live.

After living a new life, Zi Nu also has a new inspiration for kendo and life. Although the sword is precious, people cherish it more

Under the hazy moonlight, Zi Nu is like a fairy coming to the world, dancing with swords endlessly, her movements are ethereal and elusive.

With a leap, the sword energy scattered, leaving clear sword marks on the snow.

Wei Zhuang admired the sword dancer in surprise. Although his face was expressionless, his trembling hands showed his restlessness.

"How is it possible! Her swordsmanship...!"

(End of this chapter)