Chapter 4: The Punishment of Silver Thread 2

In the dark corner of the execution chamber, Gloris's eyes were in a trance, and a circle of silver threads as thin as thin silk tightly wrapped around her graceful body, she sat in a chair, curled up in pain. The gorgeous dress on his body had long been stained red by the dense oozing blood.

In less than half a day, she fainted twice in pain. The two Yukyuf brothers couldn't stand it anymore, they only felt that this time was longer than a hundred years, and Loris, who was sitting on the chair and being tortured, thought the same.

"Come on, bear with me!" Yufu couldn't help but let out a reassuring voice.

Now, Loris is holding on with anger, and all of this is attributed to the human girl she can't move, and it is because of this girl that she has been reprimanded twice and suffered this kind of torture.

"Ah...... Hiss......" A burst of pain interrupted her thoughts. Each new self-healing sensation was more painful than the last, and with a slight burning sound, blood flowed out again.

Suddenly, a deep voice soundedโ€”

"Alright, you can go back." A figure came out of the darkness, it was Jue.

"Boss!" An unexpected surprise for the trio.

"I knew the boss still cared about me!" Gloris's pretty face was full of grievances, and her tone made people feel pity when she heard it, and she looked at the tall man with her eyes.

Yukyufer immediately untied the silver thread on Jue's body after Jue's voice, and Glores, who was relieved, immediately fell into Jue's arms, half-closed her eyes, and said weakly: "The boss cares about me, I'm so happy." โ€

"Don't talk about it, let's take care of your injuries." As he spoke, he put Gloris's arms in Yuke's hand, got up and took off his blood-stained cloak, and put it on Gloris's body.

"Don't worry, Boss, we'll escort her to her." Yufu said knowingly, urging his younger brother Yuke to hurry away.

Not far from the execution chamber, Gloris, who was originally lying weak in Yuke's arms, suddenly opened her eyes, jumped out of his arms, and warned in a cold voice: "Don't touch the old lady!" After saying that, he walked forward slowly and angrily, step by step.

The two brothers looked at each other and laughed out loud together.

In the blink of an eye, it was getting dusk, and in the tower, Han Qingluo, who had not slept last night, couldn't help but close her eyes and fell asleep after Jin and the others left, the nervous breakdown of the past few days made her sleep shallow, and Gloris's terrible face appeared from time to time in her dreams. This made her wake up whenever she heard the slightest noise.

"Are you awake?" Despite his light movements, Kim woke up Han Qingluo, and he fulfilled his words yesterday to come to see her. Han Qingluo rubbed his head, which was still dizzy, and sat up, "Thank you this morning." She still has palpitations when she thinks about it now.

"It's okay, it's my job." Kim handed her the food in his hand.

Jin just stayed aside and watched Han Qingluo eat, which made her uncomfortable, she hurriedly ate a few bites, and then opened her mouth to break this embarrassing atmosphere, "You said, you will solve my doubts today, I do have a lot of questions I want to ask you." โ€

"Just ask."

"What era is it?"

"1550, 16th century AD." Kim replied.

"Which country does this belong to?"

"It's a new continent and we're all from the UK."

Han Qingluo's first reaction was that Columbus discovered the New World, then this place should be North America, and the place where they are located should belong to the British colony.

"Now that I've answered your question, you should tell me who you are, I'm curious about what era of souls my magic has summoned, which is important data for my magic experiments!" Kim couldn't hide the excitement on his face, straightened his body, and took out the prepared parchment and quill pen, he didn't want to miss a word from her.

"21st Century, 2019, China." Han Qingluo said word by word. Thinking that she had been summoned by this young man with magic, she felt a little lost and unhappy, and a little complaining, but she didn't show it.

Jin smiled with satisfaction, nodded his head, and muttered in a low voice: "It seems that the magic energy is very strong, the time span is very long, and the same is true for the earth realm." He raised his head and looked at her in surprise, "China? Ancient China a hundred years later? The mysterious and distant world of the East? โ€

"Really?" Han Qingluo is an idiot in history and geography, she hesitated to speak.

"Would you like to have a chance to describe your world there?" The golden statue seems to have changed as a person, and talks a lot.

Looking at his longing eyes, it was completely different from the cold and indifferent appearance before. Han Qingluo smiled and nodded happily as if he had discovered a new continent, thinking that Jin still had such a lively side.

"Ahem." Clearing his throat in hindsight, Kim seemed to feel a little overexcited, he was defenseless in the face of magic and the unknown, and the desire to explore always made him lose his temper.

"It's nothing, you just stay in the attic, don't go anywhere, I'll bring you food every day."

"In what capacity am I here?" Seeing the back of Jin about to walk out of the door, Han Qingluo couldn't help but say the question he wanted to ask the most in his heart.

"Stay in peace, we will protect you, some things are good for you if you don't know." Kim didn't answer, just smiled, locked the door and left.

Han Qingluo pondered for a while, touched the wound on his head, it was almost better, and he took off the bandage. There are no mirrors here, and I don't know what this body looks like now.

Tying up a ponytail casually, Han Qingluo found that the dress on his body was very dirty, and glanced at the head of the bed, where a tunic and wide-sleeved plain skirt were neatly placed on it. Suddenly, Han Qingluo lowered his eyes and smiled brightly.

Changing into new clothes, Han Qingluo's nightmaress for many days finally dissipated, stretched out his arm and clenched his fists - she was testing the strength of this body, but she was disappointed, she was indeed soft and weak, much worse than her physical fitness in her previous life.

Even after all the calamities, I can't lose the fighting spirit in my heart, she thought. From today onwards, I, Han Qingluo, must live with a new life, no matter what darkness awaits her in the future, she will not sit still!

Looking firmly at the greenery outside the window, the light of unyielding will once again lit up in those discolored pupils!