And the bodies of Yun'er's parents were lying in the hut drenched in blood.

The temperature on their bodies also disappeared little by little, and their eyes were still trying to widen, as if they wanted to take another look at their daughter who couldn't rest assured, but... It turned out to be a luxury.

...

Cruel, bloody.

These key words shrouded Su Qi's heart, it turned out that the bandits at that time were so rampant?

Indiscriminately killing innocents and robbing people's daughters, these are all proper death sentences in modern times, but at that time, no one could help them, after all, a mountain of strong bandits, and ordinary people do not have that capital.

In the war years, there were no extra people to come out to suppress bandits.

Su Qi clenched his fists tightly, after many years, looking at what happened, he was still angry: "Will they accept punishment?" ”

"The judge of the underworld will weigh and judge according to the sins committed." The judge of the underworld, who can look at the dead soul, and all the good and bad things he did in his life, no matter what it was, cannot escape the judgment.

The cold words came out, which made Su Qi's heart have a little balance.

Since the human world could not be punished at that time, then go to the underworld to accept punishment.

The picture in the water mirror continued, and when Yun'er struggled to wake up, she saw that she was on the bandit mountain, she wanted to escape, but she was beaten again and again, the bandit mountain was full of bandits, how could it be so easy to escape?

In just one day, Yun'er was covered in bruises.

At night... was defiled by the bandit boss, she couldn't struggle at all, so she could only bear it silently.

Seeing this, Su Qi's heart ached slightly, this scene seemed to coincide with herself, and that night, she was also so helpless to bear it, unable to struggle at all, so that every time after that, her whole body was trembling.

The shadow of that night was deeply engraved in her bones.

Don't forget.

Su Qi's body trembled almost inaudibly, although the strength was very small, Fan Mo's cold eyes were still slightly profound, as if he sensed that something was wrong with her, and hugged her body with a slight force.

Naturally, it is clear that everything in the picture coincides.

Fan Mo's wrist moved slightly, and the picture in the water mirror suddenly flashed, skipping from this picture, and the next scene was Yun'er holding a white silk, hanging in the air, full of despair and ready to commit suicide.

His heart trembled slightly, and Su Qi almost didn't dare to imagine it.

How desperate was Yun'er at that time?

Seeing her parents die in front of her eyes, she didn't have the slightest power to fight back, and even she was defiled, everything that happened was something she couldn't bear.

Little by little, her head was put into the white silk, she was not panicked, she was not afraid, and her eyes were desperate to the last calm.

Death is her final relief. 、

"Smack..."

The stool under her feet was kicked away by her, and the whole person was suspended in the air, her pale and scarred face, a little red, without the slightest desire to ask for help, she closed her mouth tightly and did not speak.

Little by little, the air in the chest cavity is fading.

And the consciousness is also leaving little by little, gradually falling into darkness.

Just when she thought that she was relieved like this, the door was suddenly slammed open vigorously, and three or two bandits broke into the room, and one of them saw that something was wrong, and immediately cut off Bai Aya and put her down from it.