The more miserable Xiao Jun Xianyu screamed, the more excited the madman became.

The madman laughed strangely, and the fat on his face shook several times, and he pulled out a whip from the torture rack, and the pitch-black whip was full of tiny barbs, which shimmered sharply in the firelight.

He waved his hand, and the whip cut through the air, making a snake-like hissing sound that made the hairs stand on end.

Syllable!

With a whip, Xiao Jun Xianyu's body twitched, and he bit his lip tightly to prevent himself from exhaling in pain.

"Scream! You keep calling! After a few whips, the madman was so tired that he couldn't do it, sweating profusely, and roaring at Xiao Jun Xianyu out of breath.

Xiaojun Xianyu just stubbornly kept silent.

"Did Lao Tzu tell you to hear it?" The madman walked around to Jun Xianyu and punched him in the lower abdomen.

This guy's fist was big and fat, and it made Jun Xianyu's body suspended in the air swing, and his thin little face was distorted in pain.

Xiao Jun Xianyu tried to resist a few times, but the more he resisted, the more he was beaten more ferociously.

Gradually, he learned to be patient and compromise.

In his heart, he has always had a good wish, that is, when he grows up, he will become a very strong person.

In this way, he can buy a lot of clothes, quilts...... In this way, my mother and sister will no longer have to endure the cold.

He had to learn to cook so they didn't have to go hungry.

By the way, he also has to learn martial arts so that he can protect his relatives......

Even if he survives secretly, even if he is covered with bruises, he has to live well.

Because, being alive is more important than anything else, and only by living can there be hope.

That fat and ugly madman actually didn't lift it, but every time he would hug the stripped little Jun Xianyu from behind, and rub it on Jun Xianyu with his soft and ugly things, but he couldn't get hard.

Every time like this, he would vent all his resentment on Jun Xianyu and abuse him even more frantically.

It was this memory that left a shadow on Jun Xianyu, so he never allowed others to get close behind him.

Later, the madman was no longer satisfied with such a simple game, and he began to feed Jun Xianyu hallucinogenic drugs such as Wushisan, just like taking drugs.

When he was poisoned, he wanted to die in pain, and when he was sober, he wanted to live strongly, and he sank in extreme pain and desire~ hope, and he began to relieve this pain by hurting himself......

Tianlan only felt that her body was floating, and there seemed to be the sound of wind whirring in her ears, which hurt on her face, but in front of her was a white expanse, and she couldn't see anything.

The space suddenly twisted violently, and the sky swirled. Her body began to fall uncontrollably, and then she felt a violent impact on her back, and her spine was about to break.

All around, there was a lot of noise.

Tianlan snorted, opened her eyes, and looked around, only to find that she had landed on the lively street.

And......

She looked at her short arms and legs, and almost thought she was dreaming.

Her body has actually shrunk! Retracted to the appearance of five or six years old.

Depend on!

Play Detective Conan!

Tianlan cursed in a low voice, got up, and patted the dirt on her body.

The little furry body of the wind arched in her arms, and when she saw Tianlan's appearance, she was stunned.

Perhaps, this is the consequence of what the Mirror of the Dead Says comes in.

Tianlan couldn't care about these now, she bounced her fingers on the door of its head: "Can you sense the location of Xiaojun Xianyu?"

Harnessing the wind, he pursed his lips and shook his head in silence.

Tianlan's heart also sank a little as it shook its head.

It's just that calm, at this moment, the most important thing is to be calm......

She looked around and found that she had an impression of this place, which the madman had passed by when he brought Jun Xianyu back from the auction house.

She could follow the route in her memory to find that guy's mansion and find a way to rescue Jun Xianyu.

Before leaving, she reflexively glanced back at the most lively place behind her.

There are a lot of people around there, three circles inside and three circles outside, which are impermeable.

"Little, I see that you still dare to run, give me a beating!"

In the middle of the crowd, there was the angry scolding of the middle-aged woman, the whirring of the whip breaking through the air, the hoarse and heart-rending screams of the boy, and the discussion of the crowd outside.

Tianlan paused at her feet, and suddenly felt the urge to open the crowd to take a look.

"Little girl, what's wrong with you?" The wind asked.

Its voice, like a slap in the face, brought Tianlan's mind back.

Tianlan shook her head and smiled bitterly, where does she have time to take care of other people's affairs now?

Jun Xianyu is still in the hands of that madman......

Without hesitation, she turned around and ran in the direction she remembered.

Tianlan didn't know that not long after she left, the crowd of onlookers dispersed.

A middle-aged woman walked out of the crowd with a big man like a family.

What the big man was carrying in his hand was Jun Xianyu, who was curled up in a ball and dying.

His clothes were tattered from the whip, and he looked thinner than he had been in the madman's hands.

If Tianlan can predict the prophet, she will definitely not leave like this, if she takes care of this idle matter, maybe many things will not happen in the future.

Pity......

When Tianlan and Wind followed their memories to find the madman's territory, they found that it was already in ruins.

She found someone alone, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cellar.

It turned out that she ran the wrong time and space, and it was two years later that she arrived at this time, and Jun Xianyu was already ten years old.

The darkest five years in Jun Bingwu's mouth, he has passed two years.

The madman who took Jun Xianyu away at the beginning suffered an accident as early as a year ago, and his family fell into the middle of the road.

And those subordinates in his house were also confiscated, and I don't know where they were sold, including Jun Xianyu.

Tianlan angrily punched the wall beside her, but she didn't expect the punch to go down, and the pain made her jump directly to her feet.

It hurts!

Thinking of something, she was slightly stunned, and she raised her hand to try it again, only to find that there was no spiritual power at all.

Damn it!

It is the sequelae of entering the aftermath of the death mirror.

Tianlan rubbed her sore eyebrows, and her pink and cute little face was cold and solemn.

This action and expression, performed by an eight or nine-year-old girl, is indeed a little strange, and the passers-by next to her can't help but cast suspicious glances at her.

In my mind, the cry of the little boy just now lingered, and there was a sharp pain in my heart.

It was so painful that she almost stopped breathing, and she clutched the shirt in her heart.

"Little girl......" Yufeng looked at her little face distorted by pain, and whispered.

"Let's go back, quick!"

Tianlan left this sentence, pulled out her legs and ran back.

Damn, why don't you have spiritual power, why is it this time?

It's useless to cling to these anymore, Tianlan can only run back desperately, hurry, hurry.

It must be in time......