Torture

"You... do you really want to kill me? I am your hostage! Could it be... my father refused to pay the ransom? This is impossible! You go and discuss with my father again! I am the only son of my father, and it is impossible for the father to refuse to agree to your conditions!"

The prince began to shout, but the cloaked man in front of him had no intention of stopping. The sword in his hand stabbed at xiǎojin's heart again, with a fast and accurate speed. xiǎojin finally knew that it was no longer the time to speak, so he quickly raised the sword and blocked it.

when!

This sword blocked it.

But before Jin could breathe, the sword in the cloaked man turned in his palm, and it was extremely strange to pass through his big tui, and a bloody hole burst out from his big tui.

The rapid blood loss made the ten-year-old child look tired. He gritted his teeth and covered his big tui quickly backed up. But before he could take a few steps, the cloaked man had appeared in front of him again, and the sword in his hand was also cut towards him.

when!

At the last moment, xiǎojin finally blocked it.

But this time the voice was not as solid as before. The reason was very simple. Just as Xiǎo Jin blocked the sword, the cloaked man's left hand had already stretched out from the cloak, clenched into a fist, and hit him heavily.

The threat of death has now undoubtedly come to the child. In this endless desert, he doesn't even know who to ask for help. And how he can survive!

"No...don't kill me..."

The child fell to the ground, his face pale, slowly moving backwards.

In front of him, the cloaked man was holding a sword that was still dripping blood, walking forward step by step like the god of death.

Under this bright moonlight, the exhausted xiǎo fell to the ground with a golden bang, and the cloaked man raised his foot and stepped directly on his stomach, raising the iron sword in his hand...

"No...no...no...no...no...!"

Puchi!

The sword pierced into the child's xiong chamber without hesitation. The cold touch was so real now.

Watching the sword enter his body, the panic on Jin's face finally reached its highest level! Then...

His life, along with this sword, slowly...

Puchi.

Sword, pull out.

The short-sized cloaked man shook the sword in his hand and swung the blood off the sword. Under the cloak, the originally cold face slowly turned into pity. She let go of the sword in her hand, squatted down, and hugged the child's body into her arms. Her hands wearing gloves are now caressing his cheeks, loving her...

...

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……………………

Are you dead...?

I don't know.

But in the mimi goo, he seemed to smell a nice scent.

This scent is very similar to a person...who is it?

……………………elder sister……?

elder sister………………?!

Suddenly, xiǎojin opened his eyes! What caught his eye was not a dark place, but the black sky that was so familiar that it could not be more familiar!

I...remain alive?

How is this possible?

Wow!

It hurts so much! The tears are about to fall!

Jin Qian, then he reached his body, turned out to be covered with bandages. It was strange, wasn’t he penetrated the cavity with a sword? How could he survive?

At this time, the child noticed someone beside him. He turned his head and saw a cloaked man about the same height as the cloaked man who almost killed him was sitting next to him. Seeing that he was awake, he stretched out his hand, took a tender yellow sèxiǎohuā placed in front of him, and handed it to his mouth.

What did he do? He wants to eat it himself?

Jin closed his mouth and refused to open his mouth. But when the cloak saw that he did not open his mouth, he reached out and pinched his nose and forced him to open his mouth. Then, he threw the flower into Jin's mouth and let go of it until he swallowed it completely.

"What did you...you eat me?"

The strength from somewhere came from, xiǎojin opened his mouth and screamed. But the cloaked man ignored him, but slapped his hands, and a soft light had already appeared in the palm of his hand. After that, his hands pressed in front of him, and a warm feeling immediately filled his whole body.

It feels so comfortable... the pain all over the body seems to have completely disappeared... Is this the power of the stone master?

"Thank you... Save... I... Ah! By the way! That... that person who is about the same height as you... He wants to kill me! He really wants to kill me!"

ǎojin quickly complained that now splitting these people can add more hope of survival to himself.

However, the cloaked man ignored Jin and continued to heal his wounds. Soon, the white white spots appeared in the sky again, and the cloaked man left and threw Jin here alone, regardless of the matter.

Although his body still hurts, compared to the coming day, xiǎo Jin still stood up and dug out the sand pit. He looked at the food in his pocket, confirmed that there was no problem, and immediately jumped in, ate the food, ready to survive this sad day.

Then……

As the sky darkened again, Jin looked at the small amount of food stocks, climbed out of the pit, and prepared to grab some more food. But the moment he left the sand pit, the most heavy cloaked man had already come in front of him early.

"If you don't want to die."

The cape man reached out, grabbed the gold and threw him on the sand pit. After that, he threw his sword to his side.

"You, better do exactly what I said. Now, pick up the sword."

Jin Rou's body was still a little painful. However, he still picked up the sword and said, "I won't challenge you today, I'm going to find food."

"It's not the day to find food. I want you to raise your sword and stretch it out. I believe you already know that you are not as important as you think. If you don't obey my orders, I will kill you immediately."

A simple sentence finally made xiǎo Jin realize that he was definitely not falling into the hands of a group of kidnappers. The boy who had already suffered too much finally began to learn to compose the whole story. He held the sword and raised it flat.

The tall cape man looked at the sword raised by the child, looking at the swaying, completely unpredictable and not stable at all. Then, he took out a stone from his arms and placed it on the sword body of Jin. Facing the question on Jin's face, the cape man turned around and sat on the sand.

"Don't let this stone fall to the ground. Once it falls, I'll hit it once."

"What?!"

As soon as Jin moved, the sword in his hand tilted, the stone immediately fell to the ground. The cloaked man did not say anything, and directly blew out of his arms, turning it behind Jin like a ghost, and ruthlessly aimed at his butt.

"ah!"

It hurts very much, and tears are about to come out. From xiǎo to xiǎo, xiǎo Jinke has never been beaten. His father loved him very much, so how could he beat and scold him?

But now, the child knew very clearly that he could no longer receive such generous treatment. He chewed tears and stretched out his sword again, allowing the cloaked man to put the stone on the sword.

One time...

Two times...

Three times...

The sword is not heavy.

This thing weighs only a few kilograms? The xiǎojin once never thought how heavy this sword would be and could dance very casually.

But now, as time goes by, he begins to feel his arms ache. The usually light sword body, almost as if nothing is gone, has gradually become heavier.

The shoulders are so sore, so painful... The palms of the sword are so painful... I want to put my arms down...

As time went on, the sword body finally began to tilt, and the stone finally landed on the ground. As the stone landed, of course, another hit on my butt, no exception.

This night was definitely boring and boring.

The hunger in his abdomen made Jin's mind blur again. However, the pain on his butt forced him to maintain his spirit again and again.

He had suggested to the cloaked man that he wanted to find food. But the cloaked man had no reaction, just holding a horse whip and watching. As soon as the stone on the sword fell to the ground, he would beat him up.

Finally, the day is over.

When the other end of the sky turned white, the cloaked man finally took off the stone from the Jin sword and left. And Jin also took a big breath. His arm was almost broken. Now he didn't even have the strength to dig a hole, so he fell directly on the sand and fell asleep.

One person a day... Think about it carefully, those four people and Yilong have already arrived? So... Is it the one who holds a sickle and looks the best to talk to come to guard him tonight?

Thinking that he could finally relax, xiǎo Jin couldn't help but breathe, and in his sleep he smiled on his face...

but.

"Get up, tonight, it's the other hand."

The tall cloaked man appeared in front of Jin again. He hadn't eaten for two days and two nights. He was so hungry that he had just pressed his back on his back and lived a life with the last little mouse! But this demon still had to train himself?!

There is no way, if you don’t want to be beaten, you have to endure it. After another night of torture, the child’s strength was exhausted again. Now, he finally understood why the black dragon kept scolding the scorpion and mice that day. It turned out that it was not the weight of a day... it was the weight of a whole seven days?!

On the night of the seventh day, as expected, the cloaked man came again. This time, he held two stones in his hand and threw them to Jin a sword. It was obvious that he would not let the child go both shoulders.

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Chapter completed!