"Master, are your hands a little heavier, can they stand it? Do you think they are all your apprentices? Zi Su glanced at the wind lightly, but in fact, he was also haunted by the medicinal bath of the wind and the heart-wrenching feeling, and he really didn't want to go through it a second time.

"You know what? Girl, learn a little, their physical strength and experience have reached a limit now, and it is the best time to absorb the medicinal power, you see, wait for the injuries on their bodies to heal, and even their internal strength will be strengthened. ”

"You can't be lazy, if you are caught up by a group of hairy children, don't say that I am your master, I can't afford to lose that person." The wind is blowing lightly, and Zisu is never polite.

"Don't worry, Master, you have cultivated so carefully, if I let these little radish heads catch up again, it would be better to hit the wall and die." Zisu smiled slightly when he heard the screams in his ears.

The eight children who were tortured and had no appearance fainted in the bathtub in the end, but fortunately Ling and Cang were always staring at the side, otherwise they didn't die in Heihu Mountain, but drowned in the bathtub, then you said that you were wronged or not.

Zisu personally drugged the eight children one by one, and looked at their frightened faces in their sleep, and sighed in his heart, this road is very difficult, is it wrong to bring them to this road like this?

After taking the medicine, Zisu took the door to the room, feeling a little confused, he was forced to embark on the road of killers and mercenaries in his last life, and now, are these children the same as themselves back then, unwilling and unable to resist?

Zisu thought, waiting for these children to wake up, she needs to have a good talk with these children, whether it is the organization or the power she wants, she doesn't want to repeat the past.

The reason why these eight children are so miserable is not only the harsh natural environment of Black Tiger Mountain, but also the various traps and obstacles designed by Zisu in advance.

Especially these two cloth bags, on top of two different cliffs, it is difficult for adults to complete the task, let alone children in groups of four.

The eldest of them is only ten years old, and it is not easy to overcome the fear of darkness, to be on guard against wild beasts that prey at night, coupled with various traps and obstacles, it is not easy to come back alive, and their performance makes Zisu very satisfied and distressed.

The children slept all day, only to wake up when the sun was about to set, and they were awakened by the smell of food.

"Sister Zisu." The child who woke up screamed softly, Zisu didn't let them call the master, just called her sister.

"Awake? Let's eat, I haven't eaten for a day and a night, I'm hungry, right? This is a chicken soup that has been boiled for more than two hours, and a bowl of it is padded first. For the first time, Zisu spoke to these children with a pleasant face.

The children who woke up one after another looked at each other, they couldn't figure out their heads, and it was usually difficult to see Sister Zisu with a smiling face, did the sun come out of the west today?

"Eat, after eating, I have something to tell you." Zisu looked at the eight children encouragingly, and went out of the room to leave space for them.

"What's wrong with Sister Zisu today?" It was ten-year-old Du Chuxin, the leader of the wind group, who spoke.

"I don't know, is it because our mission is not completed well? It's still too loud when I'm in the bath, hiss~" A younger child spoke, accidentally pulled the wound on his face, and he hissed in pain, he is the youngest child in the wind group, seven years old this year, no name, everyone calls him Xiao Maotou.