"Alright, there you go." Thousands of people laughed uncontrollably, the hand holding the cup tightened slightly, and the temperature of the water reached her palm through the glass, which made her heart warm fiercely.

Soon Wen Yuan left, and there were thousands of people left in the huge dressing room, and he happened to be a little thirsty and drank a few sips of the Tranquility Potion in his hand.

A few minutes later, there was another knock on the powder room door, and the closed door was slowly pushed open. Subconsciously, he raised his eyes to look at the mirror, and saw a middle-aged foreign man dressed in clothes similar to that of a priest, and the facial features on his face were put together, which was a particularly amiable feeling.

The first impression gave people a warm and warm feeling, and a trace of surprise quickly flashed in the bottom of thousands of eyes, and then the corners of his mouth pursed a friendly arc, and he nodded slightly to the priest in the mirror.

"Hello, bride." As soon as the priest walked in, he spoke vaguely Chinese, but the meaning was quite accurate.

"Hello." Wan Qianqian is also a person who believes in faith, so he generally treats this kind of person or thing with the most tolerant attitude and the most friendly attitude.

The priest had glass-colored eyes, which gave people the impression that there was water flowing, which was particularly beautiful. Under his nose, he has two black and white staggered mustaches, and the apple muscles on both cheeks are particularly obvious because of his amiable smile, giving people the overall appearance of a cute young old man.

The priest was walking in her direction step by step, his steps were very gentle, and the soles of his shoes did not make much noise when they touched the ground. It felt like he was walking on cotton, and thousands of people couldn't help but be surprised.

"Can I sit here?" The priest asked with a lovely gaze as he glared at his big glass-colored eyes.

Attracted by the look on his face, she nodded subconsciously, and she didn't look away from him until she sat down, and she didn't even notice it. The two hands that had been tightly stirred together on the thighs had somehow been released and hung limply on their sides.

A warm sound like a spring breeze swept through thousands of eardrums, which made her enter a state of relaxation, and then she drank a sip of calming and soothing water.

Gradually, those clear and bright eyes were full of confusion and turbidity at the moment, and the focus was gradually dissipating. The whole person sat stupidly in a chair as if he was a soulless shell.

"Thousands." It's still that soft voice, with a bit of silkiness, it feels easier to bring a person into a hypnotic state.

For example, at this time, after hearing his call, the whole person nodded his head like a robot, and he didn't even have the slightest ability to think. The limbs were also weak, and only the waist was still leaning straight on the back of the chair.

The cute look on Jason's face was gone, and the glazed color in his eyes tended to gradually deepen, and the originally slightly raised arc became flat at this moment. His eyes were like the eyes of an eagle, staring sharply at thousands of people, and the whole person entered a state of full concentration.

What is not quite in line with that highly nervous expression is that his voice is still like a spring breeze, and the unique natural feeling makes people feel relaxed when they hear it, and they unconsciously enter the hypnotic trap he has weaved.

"Now you are in the Ling family, there is a grandfather who loves you, a father and a mother, ......" Jason continued to use that soft voice to induce thousands of people to open the memories that had been sealed for more than twenty years, and every word seemed to be called out from the depths of her soul, calling her back to the depths of her soul.

In a hypnotized state, Qianqian looked at the darkness around her in confusion, and the soft voice in the air was like a guiding light in the darkness, illuminating the road ahead for her.

Step by step, she walked towards the light, and when she was far away, she could only vaguely see the outline of a castle. As she got closer, the appearance of the castle became clearer and clearer, and there were many precious and beautiful flowers cultivated around the solemn and solemn castle, and some people were busy.

Standing at the door, she was very confused, where was she? Why is it here? Who are these people?

The unfamiliar scene made thousands of people particularly puzzled, and she pursed her lips tightly to look ahead, although the castle with a historical atmosphere was unfamiliar, but there was also a sense of familiarity in the depths of her mind.

"Ling Yuxuan! I want that! A young and domineering voice suddenly sounded, driving away thousands of those doubts, and following the voice to shift his gaze in that direction.

A figure in a baby pink princess dress stood in front of her, her hands crossed at her waist in a particularly domineering manner. The delicate mouth was pursed high, and the clear eyes were shining with crystal, and she was particularly arrogant in forcing the boy who was standing in front of her to hold a small potted plant, obviously bullying the boy.

But the little girl's domineering appearance does not make people feel arrogant, and it gives people a very cute feeling, and the most shocking thing is that the face overlaps with the little girl in her nightmare.

"Sister, don't rob me of my little plants, it's okay, this is given to me by my aunt." The little boy still clung to the little potted plant, pitifully begging the arrogant little princess in front of him, his light brown eyes were constantly flashing with crystal clear tears, and he looked very pitiful.

The little princess pursed her lips slightly, and a trace of thought flashed across her delicate face, and finally she demanded loudly, "No, give me that pot of things." ”

"Wow! Sister, you bully! The tears in the little boy's eyes were missing for a long time at this moment, and tears the size of beans kept falling, but no one blamed the little princess.

After crying for a long time, the little boy gave the little potted plant to the little princess, and then walked away. The little princess who stayed in place and held the small potted plant frowned slightly, threw the potted plant rudely, and sighed helplessly, "What a foolish brother, that potted plant will get sick if you keep it by your side for a long time." ”

Then similar things kept repeating themselves, the little princess played the role of the bad guy to the fullest, and she was a little princess who was loved by thousands of people, and unknowingly buried the disaster.

The surrounding images are slightly distorted, and the environment is gradually changing. Thousands of people saw that the little princess was clamped down by a bodyguard, and with her little strength, it was not enough to resist.

The bodyguard carried her to a secret room, without the slightest pity for the jade, and directly strained her hands. The small body formed a beautiful parabola in the air, and then it fell heavily to the ground, and the muffled sound of the flesh touching the floor made it feel extremely painful.

Especially her small arms and thin legs, the skin is so tender that it can be broken like a freshly peeled egg, and the skin must be very badly broken in such a fall.

Thousands of tears unconsciously flowed down watching this scene, and in the depths of her inner soul, there was an endless sadness shouting and roaring. It was at that moment that she realized that this little figure was her, not her so-called sister.

With a bang, the dark chamber was instantly illuminated by lights, surrounded on all sides by walls, and the chamber was so simple that it couldn't be more simple. The ground is full of spoiled leftovers, and there seem to be traces of rats' lives, which is hell for the little princess who is loved by thousands of people.

"Sister, how does it feel here? I specially arranged it for you. At the door of the secret room, the figure of a little boy stood silently, his brown eyes constantly flashing with endless hatred, and there seemed to be an almost morbid joy when he said that sentence.

"Ling Yuxuan, you arrested me here! Let me out, or I'll tell Grandpa to teach you a lesson!" The treatment of Yun Ni was still a little difficult for the little princess to accept, and a look of resentment quickly crept up on her face, and she roared angrily at Ling Yuxuan in a commanding tone.

This sentence made Ling Yuxuan smile stunned, the hatred in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and the small body seemed to tremble a little because he couldn't bear his resentment, "That old immortal!" Do you still expect him to save you? Dream on! ”

"Grandpa, what did you do to grandpa!" As soon as she heard this, she knew that something was wrong, and quickly got up from the ground and ran to Ling Yuxuan, speaking resentfully.

When she got up and ran over, Ling Yuxuan had already taken a proper step back, and the corners of her mouth still had a smile similar to that of a victor, "That old immortal is already dead." ”

Thousands of tears falling even faster at this scene, and endless grief wrapped her fiercely, making her almost breathless. Just stupidly looking at the scene in front of him, the feeling of heart throbbing was particularly obvious.

The next scene begins to change again, and the scene gradually becomes familiar, the picture of the little girl being abused. Every scene made her heart ache so much that she could only breathe heavily with her mouth, so as not to faint because she couldn't bear it.

The abuse at the beginning was nowhere near as cruel as the nightmares, but it still caused her countless injuries. Ling Yuxuan became more morbid and began to torture him in various ways.

Later, he brought another boy with him, and the little girl, who had been abused to the point of weakness, no longer had the strength to speak, so she curled up in the corner quietly, and it seemed more secure to curl herself up in a ball.

She couldn't see the other little boy clearly, as if there was a cloud hanging over his face, and no matter how hard she tried to look carefully, she still couldn't see through that layer of mist.

"Tan Feng, do you have a better way to make her life worse than death?" Ling Yuxuan suddenly turned his face to the little boy beside him and asked, his voice full of playfulness.