In the dark room, there was a young man who was asleep, lying on a large bed, which was strangely not placed next to the wall, but in the middle of the hall.

At the head of the bed was an arm-thick chain, one end of which sank into the bed and the other through the boy's shoulder blades, locking the boy firmly around the bed.

The boy rolled over in a trance, pressed the chain on his chest, couldn't help but groan, and woke up, only to see a figure falling from the ceiling.

The two stared at each other with wide eyes, and the atmosphere in the room fell into an eerie silence.

“...... Can you do me a favor?" the young man's crisp voice broke the silence as it resounded in the quiet room.

Yang Ji looked at the young man in front of him, there was still childishness between his eyebrows and eyes, he was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with high cheekbones, deep eye sockets, and wide mountain roots, which were typical desert characteristics.

He nodded subconsciously, but the mystery in his mind was still circling, who was he?

Before he could figure it out, a ray of brilliance suddenly appeared on the young man's numb face, and he dragged the thick iron chain to sit up from the bed with difficulty, and pleaded loudly: "Please kill me, please help kill me!"

"What?!" Yang Ji's scalp tingled and he took a few steps back. This is the first time he has heard such a request, is this young man a pervert, or is his brain not quite normal?

Yang Ji's reaction seemed to disappoint the young man very much, his eyes were covered with a layer of haze, and he curled up back on the bed again, his thin body and wide bed showed a strong visual contrast between his few movements.

"If you have something to say, why are you here?" Yang Ji sighed, putting aside the matter of tracking the black shadow for the time being, since he encountered such a scene, he couldn't turn a blind eye, and besides, he had already noticed the thick iron chain that was worn by the pair, what was the reason for treating a child like this?

The young man looked at him timidly, his eyes flashed with hesitation, and he wanted to speak several times, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed again, and finally he just whispered: "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"If you answer, I won't hurt you. Yang Ji lowered his voice, slowly approached the young man, and slowly rolled up his sleeve, as he expected, there were criss-crossing whip marks on the young man's thin yellow arms, obviously after long-term abuse, some of the wounds had left obvious scars in the process, permanently engraved on the young man's body, and in his heart.

The young man trembled uncontrollably at the sight of these scars, and he curled up even tighter, but his eyes seemed to be a dry well, filled with despair and numbness, while his own emotions had long since dried up.

"Who mistreated you like this? I'm not the one who sent you to test you, nor the savior who is willing to take care of everything, tell me and I'll help you, if you don't say it, I can just turn around and leave...... It's your chance, the choice is yours. Although Yang Ji looked distressed, his face turned cold, staying here was actually a dangerous move, if the young man didn't take off his guard as soon as possible, he could only see if it was possible to do something more another day.

"I'm ......" the young man groaned almost softly, his heart obviously caught in a violent contradiction, but the trembling gradually subsided, and when he raised his head again, his expression had become like an ordinary person.

"The one who imprisoned me here was ...... Tsar. ”

"What?!" Yang Ji's heart was shocked, as the so-called acquisition took no effort, this child who was imprisoned and abused turned out to be related to the Tsar!

Under the young man's slow narration, he finally understood the general beginning and end of the matter.

The boy's full name was Sauron Water, and he was born into the Sauron family of the Seventh Oasis. Like all ordinary children, he also has his own nickname, because Walter always likes to find a place with sand to stay, so after a long time, adults used to call him Xiaosha.

Six years ago, Xiao Sha, who had reached the age of ten, showed his ability to control sand for the first time while playing, but unfortunately this unintentional act was not seen by the clansmen, but fell into the eyes of a distant traveler.

The traveler stayed nearby.

He found a job, got along well with everyone, often played with the children in his spare time, and everyone had the impression of him as a generous and kind man, so it took only half a year for the traveler to gain the trust of the Saurons.

He began to approach Xiao Sha, often bringing Xiao Sha some small gifts, guiding him to perform sand control when no one was around, transforming the sand into the shape of various weapons and animals, so he understood the weakness of this ability and quietly planned it.

One day a year later, the traveler said goodbye to the people of the Sauron tribe on the grounds of an accident in his family, and then hid nearby, and waited until a week later, on the night of Xiaosha's birthday, he captured Xiaosha with the oil he had prepared earlier, and began his captivity in the dark.

As he grew older, Xiao Sha's ability to control sand continued to increase, and this traveler cultivated a strange secret technique, which allowed him to continuously extract Xiao Sha's ability to use it for his own use, and over time, Xiao Sha became weaker and weaker, and the traveler became the tsar sought after by everyone in the arena.

He can't escape, he can't die, he has been tortured over and over again, no one will connect his disappearance with this traveler, he is a dead man in this world, no identity, no hope, death is the only end that can be met.

He just wanted to get to that end as soon as possible and wake up from this endless nightmare.

"I understand, wait a little longer, and I will definitely get you out. ”

Yang Ji persuaded softly, Xiao Sha's tragic experience was shocking, and he also got an important information from Xiao Sha's mouth: controlling sand is not the Tsar's own talent, but the ability to plunder this young man for a long time through secret arts, although Lao K's previous reasoning was biased, but the conclusion was correct, oil is indeed the best weapon against the Tsar.

"Please, save me now, or kill me, don't think about defeating the Tsar, you can't defeat him!" Xiao Sha pleaded urgently.

"Why?" asked Yang Ji.

"He is a five-star qi refiner, at the same level as the strongest elder in our clan, and he is by no means something that ordinary people can deal with. Xiaosha replied.

"It's just a rooster and a dog thief, what about a five-star qi refiner?" Yang Ji smiled proudly, got up and patted Xiaosha's thin shoulder, and walked out.

"Thank you for giving me another reason to kill, it's important...... So, wait for the good news. ”

Xiao Sha looked at the back of Yang Ji leaving, and a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his heart.