v4 Chapter 11： , Tortured

Torment

"You...you really want to kill me? I'm your hostage! Could it be...Is my father not willing to pay the ransom? It's impossible! You go and discuss with my father again! I am your father The only son, it's impossible for the father to not agree to your terms!"

The prince started shouting, but the man in the cloak in front of him had no intention to stop. The sword in his hand pierced iǎ Jin's heart again, fast and accurate, iǎ Jin finally knew that it was not time to speak, and quickly raised the sword to block.

when!

This sword was blocked.

But before Jin exhaled, the sword in the cloak man's hand turned in his palm, and it passed over his big uǐ very strangely and pulled it. A **** hole burst out of his big uǐ.

The rapid blood loss made the ten-year-old child look tired. He gritted his teeth, clutching his big uǐ and backed away quickly. But before he stepped back a few steps, the man in the cloak had appeared in front of him again, and the sword in his hand was also cut towards him.

when!

At the last moment, Jin finally blocked it.

But this time the sound was not as conclusive as before. The reason is simple. Just as I Jin blocked the sword, the cloaked man's left hand was already stretched out of the cloak, clenched into a fist, and hit his face heavily.

Scarred, exhausted. The threat of death has now come to this child with absolute certainty. In this endless desert, he didn't even know who to call for help. I don't even know how to survive!

"No... don't kill me...!"

The child fell to the ground, his face pale, and slowly moved back.

In front of him, the man in the cloak was holding a **** sword, like a **** of death, walking forward step by step.

Under this bright moonlight, the exhausted iǎ Jin fell to the ground with a bang, while the man in the cloak lifted his foot, stepped directly on his stomach, and raised the iron sword in his hand...

"No...don't...don't...!"

Flutter!

The sword pierced the child's iōng chamber without hesitation. The cold touch is so real now.

Seeing the sword enter his body, the panic on Jin's face finally reached the highest level! then……

His life, with this sword, slowly, slowly...

Flutter.

Sword, pull it out.

The man in the cloak with a short stature shook the sword in his hand and shook off the blood from the sword. Under the cloak, the originally cold face slowly turned into pity at this moment. She released the sword in her hand, knelt down, and hugged the child's body into her arms. His gloved hands are now touching his cheeks with pity and affection...

...

Are you dead...?

Kim didn't know.

It's just that in the mush, he seems to smell a good smell.

This fragrance is like a person...who is it?

sister……?

sister

Suddenly, Jin opened his eyes! What greeted your eyes was not a ghostly place, but the dark sky that was already familiar to you!

I... still alive?

How can this be?

Woo!

It hurts! Painful tears are about to fall!

Jin stretched out his hand for a mō, and then mō reached his body, which was already covered with bandages. It was strange that he was pierced by a sword? How is it possible to survive?

At this time, the child noticed someone nearby. He turned his head and saw a cloaked man who was about the same height as the cloaked man who almost killed him was sitting next to him. Seeing that he was awake, he stretched out his hand and took a sweet yellow flower that was placed in front of him. Pass it to your own mouth.

What is he doing? Want to eat uā?

Jin closed his mouth and refused to open it. But the man in the cloak saw that he did not open his mouth, so he reached out and pinched his nose, forcing him to open his mouth. Afterwards, he threw the iǎuā into iǎjin's mouth and did not let go until he swallowed it completely.

"You... what did you eat for me?!"

I don't know where the strength came from, Jin Zhang opened his mouth and called out loudly. However, the man in the cloak did not pay attention to him, but slapped his hands, and a soft light appeared in the palm of his hand. After that, he pressed his hands in front of his iōng, and a warm feeling immediately filled his body.

It's so comfortable... The pain in the whole body seems to have disappeared completely... Is this the strength of the Stoner?

"Thank you... for saving... I... Ah! By the way! That... that guy about your height... He wants to kill me! He really wants to kill me!"

Jin hurriedly filed a complaint, and now splitting these people can give him more hope of survival.

However, the man in the cloak did not pay attention to Jin, but continued to heal his injuries. Soon, the other side of the sky showed white fish belly again, and the man in the cloak also left with it, and threw iǎjin here alone, regardless of whether he asked.

Although the body was still very painful, compared to the upcoming day, iǎjin stood up and dug out the sandpit. He looked at the food in his pocket and made sure that there was no problem, he immediately jumped in and ate the food, ready to survive this sad day.

then……

As the sky went dark again, Jin took a look at the food stock that was not too much, and climbed out of the pit to grab some more food. But the moment he left the sandpit, the man with the most heavy cloak, at this moment, was already early, standing in front of him.

"If you don't want to die."

The man in the cloak stretched out his hand, grabbed the gold, and threw him on the sandpit. After that, he threw his sword beside him.

"You better do exactly what I said. Now, take the sword."

Jin's body is still a little painful. However, he still picked up the sword and said, "I won't challenge you today, I'm going to find food."

"It’s not time to find food. I want you to raise the sword flat and straighten it. I believe that you already know that you are not as important as you think. If you don’t obey my orders, I will kill you immediately. ."

In a simple sentence, I finally made Jin understand that he was definitely not in the hands of a group of kidnappers. The boy who had suffered too much has finally started to learn to make things better. He held the sword and held it flat.

The tall man in the cloak looked at the sword raised by the child, at the dangling, completely inaccurate sword body. After that, he took a stone from his arms and placed it on the sword body of iǎjin. Facing the question on Jin's face, the man in the cloak turned and sat on the sand.

"Don't let this stone fall. Once it falls, I hit it once."

"what?!"

As soon as Jin moved, the sword in his hand was tilted, and the stone fell to the ground immediately. But the man in the cloak didn't say anything, he took out a horse whip from his arms, and turned it behind I Jin like a ghost, and gave him a brutal butt.

"what!"

It hurts, and tears are coming out. From iǎ to elder, iǎ Jin has never been beaten. My father loves him so much, has he ever beaten or scolded him?

But now, this child already knows very clearly that he can no longer get this kind of generous treatment. He chewed his tears and straightened the sword again, letting the man in the cloak put the stone on the sword.

One hour...

Two hours...

Three times...

The sword is not sinking.

How many kilograms does this thing weigh? The former iǎ Jin never thought that this sword would be heavier and could be danced at will.

But now, as time passed, he started to feel his arm sore. And this sword body, which was usually light and almost nothing, began to slowly become heavy.

The shoulders are so sore, it hurts... The palm of the hand holding the sword hurts... I really want to lower my arm...

As time went on, the blade finally began to tilt, and the stone finally fell. As the stone fell, of course, it was another hit on his ass, no exception.

This night is absolutely boring and boring.

The hunger in the abdomen made Jin's mind begin to blur again. But the pain on his **** made him have to maintain his spirit again and again.

It was not that he hadn't suggested to the man in the cloak that he was looking for food. But the man in the cloak didn't react at all, just holding a riding whip and watching. As long as the stone on the sword falls, it will hit him.

Finally, the day is over.

When the fish belly was white on the other side of the sky, the man in the cloak finally removed the stone from the golden sword and left. And Jin also took a big breath, his arm was almost broken, and now he didn't even have the strength to dig a hole, so he fell directly on the sand and fell asleep.

One person a day...Think about it, those four people and one dragon have already been here, right? So...Is it the man who looks the best to speak with the sickle to guard him tonight?

Thinking that he could finally relax, Jin couldn't help but exhale, a smile appeared on his face in his sleep...

but.

"Get up, tonight, with the other hand."

The tall man in the cloak appeared in front of i Jin again. He hasn't eaten anything for two days and nights. He is so hungry that he sticks his back on his back and lives on the last bit of mice! But this demon still wants to exercise himself? !

There is no way, if you don't want to be beaten, you have to be patient. After another whole night of torture, the child's strength was once again exhausted. Now, he finally understood why the black dragon kept beating the scorpions and rats that day. It turned out that it wasn't the weight of one day...Is it the weight of seven days? !

On the night of the seventh day, as expected, the man in the cloak came again. But this time, he held two stones in his hand and threw another sword to iǎjin. Obviously, he will not let go of the two shoulders of this child. A