No one expected that this time, the fish was not caught, and Jun Xianyu lost himself instead.

Seeing Jun Xianyu, who was covered in blood, being dragged down, his heartbeat was about to stop, not to mention Jun Bingdan.

Tian Languang was watching from the outside, and her whole heart was pinched, and she couldn't wait to take the board for him and suffer for him.

Jun Bingwu knew that she was soft-spoken, and she would definitely not be able to save Jun Xianyu, so she hurriedly went to Yun Rou for help.

When Yun Rou heard this, she was frightened, no matter what Jun Xianyu was in the eyes of others, for her, it was her flesh and blood, and she was the closest person in the world.

She couldn't care about anything, so she dragged her seriously ill body to the emperor overnight.

But the eunuch said that the emperor was resting, and said that he would not let her see the emperor at all.

Yun Rou and Jun Bingwu were kneeling outside, her illness had not yet healed, she was frozen in the cold wind, and she relapsed, but she kept gritting her teeth and enduring, saying that she had to see the emperor first.

But who knows, this wait is one night, and the next day I finally saw the emperor, but the latter looked impatient.

In desperation, Yun Rou could only propose a blood test.

She knew very well that this was the biggest knot in the emperor's heart.

But this stupid girl doesn't know that such a thing as a blood test can be faked.

After the blood test, the emperor was furious and ordered Jun Xianyu to be directly put on death row.

Yun Rou was grief-stricken and angry, and immediately fainted.

The kind of place on death row, where the sun is not seen in middle age, is rancid and damp, and the air is always filled with the disgusting smell of blood.

Jun Xianyu was already injured and had not had time to heal, in this case, he soon became inflamed, had a high fever, and fell into a coma.

In a daze, he occasionally had some consciousness, and when he grabbed it, he could catch the fat and dirty big black mouse beside him, which scared him into a daze, and he was awake in an instant.

Fart~ There was a wound on his thigh, so he could only lie on the messy pile of dead grass, let those big rats tear his clothes, and the long and sharp teeth rubbed on his face, and the smell was fishy.

He wanted to vomit, but after not eating for a long time, he could only vomit a puddle of sour water.

The picture that appeared in the mirror of the past was shocking, and his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe, Tianlan clutched the clothes on his chest, hating that he couldn't suffer for him.

Yin Shaoyang is young after all, and he grew up under the protection of his master and sister since he was a child, where has he ever seen such a scene.

He screamed and covered his eyes.

"Can't you stand it?"

Above everyone's heads, a deep voice suddenly remembered, and ridicule spread in his cold tone.

"Who" Tianlan snorted vigilantly.

The wind tugged at her sleeve: "It's the stinky mirror." ”

Tianlan pursed her lips and was silent.

"That's just the beginning." The deep voice laughed, and the eerie laughter was terrifying.

Riding the wind and blowing his hair, he roared angrily: "Stinky mirror, don't you have the ability to change the past, hey, borrow it and use it." ”

The deep voice laughed even more wildly: "What's in it for me"

Behind, there was silence, and the wind waved its claws, not knowing what agreement had been made with the mirror.

In short, the Mirror of Death promised them a chance to rewrite history, and the wind lay on Tianlan's shoulder, greeting the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the stinky mirror.

Still, it seems

There are no ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Someone who finds him may be able to help him." The Mirror said, "I can sense that his destined person is one of these two women, and you can figure out the rest yourself." ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Tianlan and Suzaku, and their eyes burned.

Suzaku tugged at the corners of his lips and laughed at himself: "It's definitely not me." ”

All eyes were focused on Tian Lan, and Tian Lan was furious by them: "What should I do"

"Go find him." "But because of various uncertain factors, it's not clear what the consequences will be after you go in, and it's not sure what age you will be after you go in, and it's still uncertain whether you can find him."

"That's enough," he said, "what the hell are you sure about?"

The Mirror of the Past Life was silent for a moment, and thought for a moment: "Oh, there is really something, after you go in, you must come back within seven days, otherwise you will stay in it forever, this is absolutely accurate." ”

Seven days

depend on

What can you do in seven days to make them happy?

The wind weakly raised his claws: "Seven days outside, seven months inside the death mirror, hurry up, it should be in time, the key is, when can we go in"

The Death Mirror coldly sent them a word: "Wait." ”

The story continues to move forward, the emperor wanted to kill Jun Xianyu, however, he was dissuaded by the great elder of the Fulong Palace, this great elder was Suzaku's father.

The Great Elder took advantage of the hall master's absence for a few years to take control of the power of the Fulong Palace, and grew rapidly, making the Fulong Hall occupy a pivotal position in the White Twilight Kingdom.

And he himself is almost on an equal footing with the emperor.

The emperor accepted the advice of the Great Elder and sent someone to heal Jun Xianyu's injury, but demoted him to slavery, and it was the kind that was reserved for some perverted people to have fun.

In the words of the emperor, that scumbag only deserves to be humiliated.

Xiaojun Xianyu was sent to the slave market for auction, and was finally bought and trained by a fat-headed, big-eared, oily nobleman.

The man who bought him was definitely a true madman, who liked to abuse young children, and in just two years, there were as many as twenty-five or six children who were killed and disabled by him, an average of one per month.

At that time, the life of a slave was no different from that of a cat or a dog, and the master could kill if he wanted to, without having to bear any responsibility at all.

If you play to death, you go to the slave market to find another one, it's never a big deal.

Moreover, in order to have a good time, this nobleman specially asked people to build him a soundproof secret room, so that he could play as much as he wanted, and he didn't have to worry about the child's screams disturbing others.

In this secret room, there are leather whips, iron chains, soldering irons, and clamping sticks

All kinds of torture tools are readily available, and they are not inferior to the interrogation rooms of the Criminal Department.

Jun Xianyu's body was stripped naked, a thick iron chain chained his wrists and hung him in the secret room, his feet hung in the air, and at his two ankles, the madman hung a ten-kilogram scale each.

How can an eight-year-old child bear such a weight

At the junction of the bones, there was a creak, the ligaments were almost collapsing, and the secret room echoed with Xiao Jun Xianyu's immature but miserable screams, which did not stop for a long time.

Tianlan listened to his cries, her eyes were red, flashing with a bloodthirsty edge, like an angry beast, almost out of control.

At this time, a voice floated in the air that was so smooth that there was no trace of emotion: "You can go over." ”

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