After Being Forced to Escort the Demon Cult Monster

The scheming female escort × Contrast and crazy criticism of the evil star of the devil Ji Xiu has two creeds in life: first, make money; second, live and make money. He killed his father at the age of sixteen and fled to Luoyang with his mother and younger sister. Fortunately, he was taken in by the master of the swordsmanship who had lost his arm, and he learned his skills and cultivated his dream of becoming a knight. Kemen cannot be eaten as food. So she put on a mask and entered the escort agency - the knife edge licked blood, and the money was the richest. She calculated the risks and benefits of every trip, hid all her weaknesses, and lived like a flawless abacus. Until she escorted a fatal escort and met an even more fatal person. Chu Yang, with white hair and red eyes, is the evil star of the demon sect, and his notoriety can stop a child from crying at night. He robbed her escort and made her a public enemy in the martial arts world. From then on, he was on the run and was forced to be tied to a boat with this recognized madman. ... But something seems wrong with this madman? What about the promised murder? Why is he helping the grandmother in the alley collect the vegetable stall? What if the weather is uncertain? How could he have the patience to teach his sister how to write big characters? What about the ruthlessness you promised? Why was he blocking the poison dart that was shot at her with his back? Ji Xiu tightened his waistcoat and his abacus, always reminding himself: this is a transaction, expediency, and use. Until the flames that burned half the sky red engulfed the innocent village. The demon sect's pursuit followed them like a shadow, and the people cried and howled in the sea of ​​fire. Reason screamed to run away, she still had a family to support. But when she turned around, she saw the lonely figure standing alone in front of the heinous crime with a "Guhong" gun—— The "chivalrous" spark in my heart that had been dormant for many years burst into flames. She went against the crowd and evacuated the last villager. Then he turned around and drew his sword. For the first time in my life, I am not doing it for commissions or making a living. Just to share the truth in my heart with the person behind me. --- Chu Yang was born with white hair and red eyes, and he has been an alien for as long as he can remember. Childhood is the never-ending laughter of the "white-haired monster", and the fate of always being pushed out to become the "big devil" while pretending to be a family member. He thought, since this world can't tolerate a little bit of heterosexuality, it would be better to do it more thoroughly. When he was twelve years old, he went to Qingshan alone and begged the master to take him in. Fortunately, he has excellent muscles and bones, so he was accepted as a closed disciple by the headmaster. The spear named "Gu Hong" was given by his master. It was his last warmth in this hypocritical world. But he soon discovered that the so-called decent family is better than the ordinary people in the market. The deal is concluded at the wine table, and justice bends before the secret book. When he learned that his most respected master actually wore the crown of the leader of the martial arts alliance, the last fire in the young man's heart completely turned cold. In front of the righteous leader of all congratulations, he threw "Gu Hong" hard! The tip of the gun clanked, penetrating the gold paint plaque that read "The Righteous Way of the Green Forest" and piercing his last illusion about the words black and white. "This is the right way, you can play with it yourself." After betraying his master, he turned around and entered the infamous Jiuxuan Sect. Then I discovered that it was just as bad here. Bullying the weak and bullying the common people is no different from the righteous way he hates. He simply works his own way, not following orders, only following his preferences. He is fond of martial arts, aggressive and cruel, and specializes in dealing with all kinds of dissatisfaction. He has become an "out-of-control mad dog" that is a headache for both good and evil. I lived like a lonely ghost until that day in the Jinghu Bamboo Forest, I robbed a dart. The leading escort wore a cold white fox mask and looked unremarkable in gray clothes. The moves are fierce and precise, almost risking one's life for the escort car. Those eyes hidden behind the mask looked at him with no fear, only complete and cold calculation. Interesting. He should have ended this trouble with one shot. But by some strange combination of circumstances, when another group of "righteous people" appeared who was really going to kill them, they turned the gun. Forced to go together, he soon discovered that this woman was simply a collection of contradictions. She was as cold as a stone, fiddling with abacus all day long, as if she lived just for those few taels of dart money. But unfortunately—— When he was injured, she would silently heat the medicinal soup to just the right temperature for his mouth and bring it to him without asking any questions. When he was sweating profusely after practicing his gun, she would always get an extra basin of warm water and put it in the courtyard. Even after he casually complained that the dry food was too hard, the next time he took a break, there would be two more soft and glutinous cakes in the bag. She only said that he had "bought too much." She is like the most precise instrument, measuring every inch of life, but she always leaks a hint of clumsy warmth inadvertently. He scoffed, but couldn't help being attracted. It's like encountering another lonely burning flame in the endless cold night. The direction of the flames swaying is completely different. This difference was ignited in Qingshan Village. The sky was red with flames as the "ten people" from Jiuxuan Sect chased them, and the villagers fled away crying. He held "Gu Hong" tightly, knowing that this battle would lead to death, but he did not retreat even half a step. Just when he was exhausted, the calculating figure who was supposed to be the first to escape actually left and returned. She evacuated the last villager, then drew her sword and stood beside him. The name of the sword is "Junzi", and the sound of unsheathing is clear and clear. For the first time, it is not for money. The whole world was eclipsed in that battle. They were defeated, poisoned, and driven to the cliff. At the end of his consciousness, he felt her carrying him on her back and jumped off the top of the cliff without hesitation. The cold wind blew past his ears like a knife, but he strangely felt a sense of calm. When I woke up again, I was in a deserted mountain cave with a biting wind. His whole body was cold and poisonous to the bone. In his blurred vision was her silent silhouette. The firelight was faint, reflecting her bloody mask and the short blade in her hand. No living creatures, no food. Then, he tasted food mixed with cold cookie crumbs, but with a strange temperature... And a hint of rust-like smell that he would never forget. Many years later, Chu Yang would still think of that cave. Thinking of that glimmer of light, that life-saving mouthful of meat, and her silent but determined back. This world had given him endless white eyes and coldness, pushing him into the abyss of loneliness. But the woman who cherished her life the most and was the most calculating used the cruelest way to drag him back from the border of hell. From then on, the tip of his spear pointed in the direction of her guideline. The lonely Hong finally leans on him, and the wind and snow travel together. Purpose: Dedicate oneself to a just cause