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If calculated based on the year of Nanchao Tianchen, it would already be December of the fourth year of Jingan.

When Ling You and Han Changsheng rescued Xie Zhao at the foot of Shenxian Ridge on the outskirts of Lanling City, it was still the first month of the third year of Jingan.

Now a rough calculation shows that in less than a month, it will be two years.

Xie Zhao smiled lightly.

"It wasn't that time. It was many years ago when I injured my right hand."

Han Changsheng subconsciously looked at her right hand curiously and asked:

"But your recovery ability is super strong! Even though the bones in your legs were broken and your knees were shattered, you recovered in more than half a year and can walk and run again.

Azhao, you said that your right hand still feels pain occasionally. How severe the injury must have been at that time? "

Xie Zhao was silent for a moment and said in a daze: "Maybe it was because he was too young at that time.
My bones were not fully developed at that time, so the injury I suffered when I was young has stayed with me for the rest of my life. "

Han Changsheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Too young? How young?"

She smiled lightly and replied, "Six years old."

Han Changsheng was taken aback.

six years old
That is indeed small enough!

If such a young child breaks a bone, he may be disabled for life!

He carefully looked at Xie Zhao's right hand, but it seemed like nothing was wrong now?

At least that's how it looks from the outside.

It can be seen that Xie Zhao was also a very naughty child when he was a child.

Han Changsheng asked curiously: "How did you get injured? Could it be that you were too naughty when you were a child, climbed a tree and fell off the tree and broke it?"

He had done this kind of thing when he was a child, and it frightened his mother and all the little aunts in his family.

However, when he was a child, he only bruised his ankle, but it was not as serious as a broken hand or foot.

Xie Zhao smiled, shook his head and replied: "He was injured by a firearm."

"what?"

Han Changsheng was stunned.

"Could it be the extremely powerful fire system of the Westerners?"

Xie Zhao nodded silently.

Han Changsheng looked puzzled.

"No. That thing is really rare and expensive to make. It is rarely seen among the public!

You were young at that time, how did you come into contact with such dangerous gadgets?It seems that your family was once very prominent and wealthy! "

Xie Zhao smiled faintly and said in a daze: "That's it. That Huo Tong was given to my father by someone else, so my father gave one to me and placed it in my residence."

The Ruian Dynasty in Zhongzhou focused on trade and maritime transportation. Their merchant ships often crossed the ocean and went to the other side of the sea for trade. Therefore, the Ruian Royal Family had many rare imported products.

At that time, the Ruian Dynasty of Zhongzhou presented gifts to the emperor of the Southern Dynasty on the birthday of Emperor Wei, the late Tianchen emperor of the Southern Dynasty, and gave many Western novelties and treasures to the emperor of the Southern Dynasty.

There are two boxes among them, which are this kind of fire system.

Han Changsheng was shocked and said:

"I can't tell, Azhao! Before your family fell into decline, you really came from a 'rich nest'."

In the second half of the sentence, Han Changsheng was embarrassed to say that in the end, her distant uncle was reduced to working as a housekeeper for the Xie family in Xunyang. It was really miserable, wasn't it?

Is this in response to the saying that one cannot be rich for more than three generations?
Xie Zhao shrugged and said half truthfully:

"Hey, whose ancestors can't count for more than ten generations and haven't made a fortune once or twice?"

Han Changsheng nodded, then shook his head, looked at her in surprise and commented:

"Now I finally know where your desire to seek death comes from. I bet you've had this virtue since you were a child!
Do you even dare to play with such a deadly thing?Did you punch your hand through?At such a close distance? "

Han Changsheng was shocked.

If a child were to fire at such a close distance with the power of the Western Fire System, he would probably lose his entire palm, right?Xie Zhao was silent for a moment, then smiled very softly.

"It's not that I went off on my own."

Han Changsheng looked horrified.

"What? Could it be that someone took your Huo Tong and opened fire and hit you? Beating you, a six-year-old baby?"

Xie Zhao paused slightly, with a look of recollection on her face, and she said slowly:

"That's not the case. I actually had a younger brother who liked to pester me when he was young.

But when I was very young, my family sent me to study elsewhere, so I couldn't go home often.

People say that children have no memory, but my brother is different. He often misses me and clamored to send me letters as soon as he could write.

Therefore, every one or two years, if I can go home to stay for a few days, he is always the happiest one and depends on me for life and death and refuses to leave. "

When Han Changsheng heard this, he said with enlightenment:
"Ah, I understand. Could it be that your brother's kid was just fooling around and mistakenly set Huo Tong on fire and injured you?"

Xie Zhao smiled lightly.

"That's not what happened. It was just an accidental injury after the firearm exploded. That year I was six years old and went home to celebrate my father's birthday. My father was very happy, so he gave me a Huotong that someone else had given him.

I have no interest in this kind of Western gadgets. I only like swords and weapons, so I casually placed this fire weapon in my bedroom.

Unexpectedly, the next day, my brother happened to come to my room to look for me, but I was not there.As a boy, he was naturally very curious about things like Fire Tong, so he picked them up and played with them. "

Seeing that she had stopped talking, Han Changsheng urged:

"and then?"

Xie Zhao was lost in thought for a moment, smiled neither sadly nor happily, and continued:

"Then. I came back from my mother's visit that day. As soon as I entered the house, I saw my brother holding a gun and playing with it. The muzzle of the gun was still pointed at himself. I was naturally shocked at the time.

What a coincidence. Maybe the Huo Tong was not very skilled, or maybe my brother accidentally pressed the expansion button somewhere. I suddenly heard a very slight 'click' sound.

I knew for sure that this thing was going to explode in all likelihood.But my brother is not good at martial arts, so in an emergency I could only open the fire system in his hand that was about to explode, then hide him behind me and turn the sword in my hand to resist the explosion of the fire system. "

"—I rely on it!"

Han Changsheng was shocked!
"It turned out that he was not injured by the ammunition due to misfire, but was directly blown up?
If Huo Tong and all the gunpowder inside exploded at the same time, how did you survive?Did you just hurt your hand? "

Xie Zhao was slightly lost in thought, how did she survive?

That's naturally because at the age of six, she has been practicing martial arts for three years and is in the Jinyaotian realm.

Coupled with the "Da Chen Ming Emperor Sword" that she happened to be carrying with her at the time, which was made from meteorite iron, the sword had indestructible power.

The six-year-old Fu Jingci used all his inner strength to wield the "Da Chen Ming Emperor Sword" almost out of its shadow. This was able to withstand [-]% of the firepower of the explosion. However, the right hand holding the sword was naturally injured. .

If her bones were not inherently tough and unusually strong, Jin Yaojing would probably have a disabled right hand even if she held the "Da Chen Ming Emperor Sword".

Xie Zhao smiled, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

She remembered clearly that Xiao Jingyan was almost scared to death that time.

Jing Yan, who was also six years old, looked at her bloody, fleshy right hand and immediately turned pale and trembled his lips to stop crying.

Later, when he came to his senses, he began to cry heartbreakingly and repeatedly -

"Sister, please don't die, Yan'er will never touch your things again!"

But, the last thing.
Then the person who wanted her dead the most was actually him.

It snowed heavily that night in the third year of Jingan's reign, the sky was dark, and the cold wind blew to the bones.

In the sleepless city of Zhaoge, the young emperor was far away from thousands of sharp knives, and his eyes were filled with piercing coldness as he looked at her.

He smiled and said to her:

"——Sister, why don't you refuse to obey me even once?"

"The "Luo Shu Mantra" is not an object for the princess to play with. Please hand it over."

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