All true evil will not expose itself to the public, because hypocritical appearance and false masks are the most important tools to protect evil. (Good novels

I put chains on my hands, and the little girl sat beside me, and the two of us were in cages tied up by the wood we were in. Several medium-sized monsters that looked like they were tamed pulled us forward.

The little girl curled up in the corner. Although her hair was long, she had a slightly natural curl. Although her face was a little dusty, she could still see that her original skin should be very white. Moreover, the little girl's eyes were very similar to the villagers here. If you look closely, you can find that there was a faint blue light flashing in the little girl's eyes.

She hadn't spoken, she was not covered in clothes, was not wearing shoes, and her body was shaking slightly, as if she hadn't recovered from the shock just now.

"What's your name?"

I asked in a low voice.

The little girl raised her head to look at me when she heard the sound, then shook her head and whispered: "I didn't have a name, and the master didn't name me, but the old man named me, he called me Yaya..."

I was stunned, then gently moved to her side. After sitting down and leaning against her side, she seemed a little scared, but fortunately, she was not too nervous.

"Where did you come from? Why were you arrested as a slave?"

I asked in a low voice.

"I am from another village. Later, a war broke out. Almost all the people in the village died. I was arrested by my master and brought it back, and I became a slave." Copy this address and read it in the browser.

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"How long have you been in this village?"

I continued to ask.

"Well. It's almost two years since the old man took care of me. I had an older sister, but later she was drawn as bait and never came back. All the people who drew the red stones didn't come back alive, so I was very scared..."

For such a little girl, perhaps too early to come into contact with cruelty and death.

Yaya fell silent again, silently pressed her head to her knees, and I heard her whisper: "I probably can't go back, the old man is almost unable to walk, I can't help him with work..."

The old man she mentioned was probably the old man who pleaded for Yaya in front of the altar. Although he did not give his life, I think he had at least the courage to speak for Yaya, which was a kind of courage. [Almost all books I want to read are, which is much more stable than ordinary websites, and the updates are faster. There are no advertisements in the full text.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant. I laughed and reached out to rub Yaya's head. She raised her head and looked at me strangely. She subconsciously wanted to hide next to her. I was stunned, but I saw some purple scars and blood stasis on her neck and arms that had not yet disappeared.

"I, I thought you were going to hit me. The master always hit me like this..."

Her eyes flashed with fear, not pretending to be pitiful, but that the seeds of fear planted deep in her heart have sprouted.

"Don't worry, the eldest brother won't beat you, and you won't die even if you have the eldest brother."

I said to her in as relaxed as possible.

"The elder sister said the same thing when she left. She said she would come back, but she never came back later. Yaya didn't believe it..."

She kept shaking her head. Maybe I could feel her current state of mind. When expectations turned into hopelessness, when torture became habits, when fear replaced happiness, in the heart of this little girl who seemed to be only five or six years old at most, maybe there was only darkness.

Maybe it’s empathy, maybe it’s a kind of resonance with the same illness. When I looked at Yaya, I felt as if I saw myself nine years ago, and she was even more miserable than me because she was powerless to resist.

Yaya lowered her head, and at this time I leaned over and stretched out her little finger. She was stunned and raised her head to stare at me. The little guy's eyes were big and beautiful, and that was the only place on her body that was not contaminated by dust.

"Let's go and Lago."

I said with a smile.

“Lagou?”

Yaya looked at me strangely and puzzledly.

I smiled and nodded and said, "Big Brother, I came in from the outside world. In the outside world, people will make an agreement between each other and hook their little fingers together. Big Brother, I promise you, Yaya, you will not die, and I will not die. I will take you away from here and live a happy life."

She hesitated, and finally raised her hand gently, her cold little finger gently hooked my finger, and I whispered: "Let's hook and hang it for a hundred years, and the eldest brother promised Yaya that he would take Yaya away from here alive."

Yaya whispered: "Luck the hook and hang it, you will not change for a hundred years. Yaya, I believe in the big brother..."

"Hmph, I'm also playing this kind of scam."

A hunter next to the cage sneered and said with a sneer after glimpsing our actions.

I raised my head and glared at him. The magic fire in my left hand's heart jumped, scaring the hunter and immediately aimed the weapon in my hand at me.

"shut your mouth."

I whispered, and the Hunter cursed, but deliberately walked to the back of the prison car.

After walking for about half a day, we finally arrived at the place when we were approaching the evening. The key was that the speed of traveling in the dense forest was not fast. You could see a light hill with trees not growing in front. There was a big river in front of the hill, and behind it was a large hole estimated to be about ten meters high.

"Down!"

Two hunters opened the door of the cage and pulled us down.

I held Yaya's hand, and the little guy hid behind me, pressing tightly against me, like a kitten that had been too scared.

Kuka is the leader of the hunting team this time, with two other warriors and more than thirty hunters.

"Come here."

A warrior shouted at us. After walking over, he saw Kuka holding a map of animal skins in his hand and was studying. When he saw us coming, he spoke and said, "The cave in front is a monster guarding the iron ore. It is a gray monster with a body length of more than 30 meters, but the height is only five or six meters. However, because the outer skin is as hard as steel, ordinary chopping cannot produce any effect. Moreover, the battle after our people enter the cave is too unfavorable, so you go in and lure it out, and leave the remaining battle to us. Do you understand?"

Kuka said while looking at the map, and didn't even look at us directly. I raised my eyebrows and said, "Do you don't understand the minimum politeness of yours? Do you know when you speak?"

Kuka frowned, looked back at me, and said impatiently, "You are a slave, do you understand?"

I sneered and said, "What? Do you really think I'm afraid of you? If you have the ability, you take off the armor on your body. Look, I will burn all of you, the animals, to death!"

As soon as I finished speaking, a warrior next to me came up and kicked me in the waist. I dodged and turned around and slapped him in the face. The armor these guys were wearing seemed to be very restraining from my magic fire. Instead of fighting with the magic fire with fists, it would be better to slap them first.

"You dare to humiliate me!"

The warrior who was slapped by me shouted loudly and drew his sword as he spoke, but was stopped by Kuka.

"The bait cannot be killed, otherwise our people will be sacrificed."

Kuka is a bit rational.

I sneered on my face and whispered: "I heard that all the slaves who are bait here are dead. I don't think you can come back alive. If that's the case, give us a good meal and treat it as a slaughter."

Kuka ignored me and waved his hand. Several hunters took us to the front of the team. One of them took out a few pieces of scorched meat wrapped in leaves and stuffed it to us.

"Eat it, get in when you're full."

After saying that, Hunter laughed and stepped back.

I looked at the meat wrapped in the leaves, only a few pieces, and it was burnt at first glance, with large pieces of black and burnt emitting a strong smell of paste.

I couldn't eat it, but I saw Yaya beside me squatting on the ground, swallowing the burnt meat like a stray cat. I hurriedly pulled her away and said, "This meat is burnt and can't be eaten."

But then I saw a confused look in Yaya's eyes and whispered: "But, big brother, that's meat. Yaya hasn't eaten meat for a long time, it smells so good..."

At this moment, I hugged Yaya gently, and whispered with red eyes: "Wait until my elder brother takes you out for delicious food, eat a lot of meat..." hf();
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