Chapter 1: Miss Seven of Waste Wood (1)
The pain spread throughout his body, and the heart-rending pain pulled Shen Yanxiao out of the darkness.
She struggled to open her sour eyes, accompanied by a faint light, and a harsh sound surrounded her ears.
"If you don't have the ability, you can't complain about others, this time she was lucky and was rescued, and next time she won't have such good luck."
"Waste must have the self-knowledge that waste should have, knowing that we are garbage, and not knowing whether to live or die, it is really a shame for our family."
Two voices, a man and a woman, lingered in Shen Yanxiao's ears.
Where did the two bastards come from, and they dared to call her a waste? When did such two lively guys pop up in the organization?
Ignoring the pain on his body, Shen Yanxiao opened his eyes and looked at the source of the sound.
Two teenagers and girls, about fourteen or fifteen years old, were standing in front of the bed with their arms crossed over their chests, and they looked quite outstanding, and they looked exactly the same except for the way they were dressed.
When they saw that the person lying on the bed came to their senses, instead of being caught by the person concerned, they had a sarcastic face, spreading contempt and contempt, as if they were looking at a piece of garbage.
"Yo? Our Suzaku family's waste Miss Seven has finally woken up? It's really the blessing of your ancestors, you haven't died with such a serious injury? The beautiful girl looked at Shen Yanxiao who sat up from the bed with disdain, and did not hide her disgust for her.
The handsome young man sneered, glanced at Shen Yanxiao, who was pale, and said, "Idiot, do you know what you should say when your grandfather asks." If you dare to say a word, I guarantee you will spend most of your life in this bed. ”
Contempt, threats, ridicule, and the enveloping hostility did not anger the person sitting on the bed in the slightest.
At this time, Shen Yanxiao didn't care about what the two little bastards in front of her were saying, her head was filled with strange and familiar pictures, those memories that didn't belong to her at all, swept over, if she hadn't endured the dizziness, it was estimated that she would have been lying down again.
It was another person's memory, from the babbling child to the thirteen-year-old girl who was not yet an adult, the messy scenes formed a record of the little girl's thirteen years of growth, and also opened a completely unfamiliar world for Shen Yanxiao.
This is a world that is completely different from modern society, and the entire world is a fusion of ancient Eastern and ancient Western cultures, full of wonderful fighting spirit and magical magic. Even dragons that only appear in stories exist in this strange world.
As a thief from the twenty-fourth century, Shen Yanxiao couldn't believe that she was inexplicably reborn in the body of such a little guy when she should have died a long time ago, and what made Shen Yanxiao cry and laugh was that this little guy's name was actually the same as himself, also called Shen Yanxiao.
The land where she is now is called the "Bright Continent", and the place where she is located is a country called the "Longxuan Empire" in the Bright Continent, and the owner of her body is the seventh lady of the Suzaku family, one of the five major families of the Longxuan Empire. It stands to reason that this should be an identity that is loved by thousands of people, but as the two little bastards said just now, the owner of her body is a veritable waste.