Chapter 113： That is **** 1

Shen Qingyi touched the heart and was still beating, indicating that he was still alive.

Now that the day is still not bright, the other three people in the bedroom are still sleeping, giving a uniform breath, and everything is telling her that she is far from that place and will never return there.

She was lying in bed quietly, but she couldn't sleep, and she just got up.

Her movements were very light. She didn't wake up in the sleeping three. Dressing up, she opened the door of the balcony, glanced out, looked for a place, and jumped.

This is the third floor. If it is an ordinary person, if you do this, you will fall into a semi-disability without falling, but Shen Qingyi just holds the water pipe in his hands and slides down the water pipe, landing and light posture.

She didn't think about going to the main entrance, but the door downstairs in this bedroom was still locked, and she couldn't get out.

She came to the playground and ran along the runway in a circle, the lingering picture in her mind.

Shen Qingyi and the children floated on the sea for a long time, and then they were taken to a desert island.

It is not accurate to say that it is a desert island. There are people there, and there are still quite a few.

Shen Qingyu, they were taken to a room. This room is very large. It is much bigger and brighter than the narrow and dark room.

At this time, Shen Qingxi saw it clearly. There are more than just them in this room. There are many other children, yellow skin, white skin, dark skin, eyes, black eyes... all kinds of people, people from all countries. .

The children here are not old, the biggest is only seven or eight years old, the smallest is probably the same as Shen Qingyi.

They are all the same expression, panic, scared, helpless.

Shen Qingyi is sitting in a corner. There is no other person around her. She is alone. Her hands are holding her knees. Her eyes are full of tears. She wants mom and dad, wants grandparents, and her brother. She wants to go home. .

Why didn't Dad come to save her for so long, they didn't want her.

The teardrops of the bean drips on the ground, Shen Qing 澜 crying very sad, but did not make a slight sound, silent tears.

She wore a worn cotton coat on her body, and the woman changed it for her. After such a long twist, the clothes were dirty and could not see the original appearance.

"Why are you crying?" There was a childish voice on the top of his head, soft and awkward.

When Shen Qingyi looked up, she saw a seven-eight-year-old girl standing there, looking at her condescendingly.

Shen Qingyi did not speak, the girl kneels down, "Why are you crying?"

"I want to go home." Hearing familiar words, Shen Qingyi finally spoke.

The girl’s hand touched Shen Qing’s head. “You can’t go back here. You don’t want to cry. You are seen by the group. They will beat people. Yesterday I saw a child crying because of it. They were all beaten by blood."

Shen Qing’s little face was pale, her eyes wide open, and her eyes were full of panic. She remembered the little girl lying on the ground and covered in blood.

She wiped her tears and didn't dare to cry. Later, Shen Qingyu knew that this girl is called Qin Mu.

Shen Qing swayed and tried to drive out the pictures in his mind, but the pictures became clearer.

They were sold to an international killer organization. Every day they need to receive a variety of training. When someone looks at them, they will be beaten as long as they cry or lose their strength.

It’s just a group of older children, but those people don’t even look at their eyes, and they don’t care.

Shen Qingyi saw them killing a child alive, and the body was thrown into the sea by them to feed the fish.

Shen Qingyi was also beaten. She was young and had a large amount of training. When there was always support, when the group hit her, Qin Mu rushed up and kept her in her arms.

Qin Mu is two years older than Shen Qingyi. In fact, she is seven years old. However, she always encourages her when Shen Qingyi can't hold on, and protects her when those people hit her.

Gradually, Shen Qingyi relied heavily on this young lady named Qin Mu.

After Shen Qingyi came here from the first day and cried, she never lost a tear. Even if she was beaten and bruised, she never cried.

At first she will look forward to her father will save her, but as time goes by, this expectation gradually becomes desperate.

When Shen Qingyi was seven years old, these people were thrown into a primitive jungle. The people who managed them said that only the three talents who lived out of this primitive jungle could survive.

And they have nothing but a dagger.

The seven-year-old Shen Qingyi was stretched up in a black suit, her face was tight, her hair was cut short, and she only had her ears.

She followed Qin Mu's side, Qin Mu kept her behind her. "Small seven, you must be with me, I will definitely take you out, we will all live, live well."

After Shen Qingyi came here, there was only one code name seven, no name, no family name, no nationality.

"Do not worry, Mu Mu sister, I am very powerful now, will not drag you back." Shen Qingxuan, who is only seven years old, already has a little look on his face. When she said this, her smile was not the slightest. expression.

Mu Mu smiled lightly. "Yes, my little seven is very powerful."

Along the way they suffered a lot of attacks, from the beasts in the jungle, and from their companions. Mu Mu has been protecting Shen Qingyu until the seventh day, Shen Qingyi's hands are still clean, without the blood of anyone.

On the other hand, Qin Mu’s body, the black clothes have become stiff and stiff, which is caused by the bloodstains. The wounds on the body are quite a lot.

Shen Qingyi played with a rabbit on her hand. It was she just grabbed it and planned to bake it for dinner.

Qin Mu wrapped the wound on one side, and she held a handful of herbs in her hand. This was taken by Shen Qingyi for her. She chewed the herbs in the mouth and applied them to the wound.

"Mu Mu sister, next time you don't patronize me, I can." Shen Qingyi said. Perhaps because they are from the same country, Qin Mu has been following her.

Qin Mu smiled and didn't care. "These are just small wounds. It doesn't matter. Xiaoqi, we are destined to be unclean. I know that I am protecting you. It is not necessarily a part of you." Good thing, but looking at your clean eyes, I always want to keep it so clean, don't want to look at you like the people here, become a cold killing machine."

The nine-year-old Mu Mu has already spoken like an old man who has experienced countless winds and frosts.

Shen Qingyi did not speak, just quietly roasting the rabbit, Qin Mu no longer talked, closed his eyes and took time to rest.

------Off topic ------

Ok, the answer is revealed. You are indeed a killer. Some people have already guessed it, haha.

You won't send me a blade, you still love me, right? Right?