Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

Yun Wuyin glanced at the little girl in the corner.

"Come here." He leaned back against the stone wall and hooked his fingers at her.

The little girl raised her head timidly, and saw that he seemed to be lifeless, so she crawled over.

As soon as she got close, Yun Wuyin pulled her to her side.

Cold fingers pinched her jaw and lifted it.

"what did you do to me?"

The little girl tilted her head, her beautiful eyes were dazed and ignorant, as if she didn't understand what he was talking about.

She reached out and covered the wound on his abdomen: "Does it hurt?"

Yun Wuyin frowned, and patted her hand away.

The voice sank: "Answer my words."

The little girl seemed startled by his tone again, and looked at him awkwardly.

The voice trembled: "Very, does it hurt? Don't be angry, okay?"

She thought he lost his temper with her because he was in too much pain.

Yun Wuyin frowned again: "Don't pretend to be stupid, this trick is useless to me."

As soon as the words were finished, the little girl's eyes slowly turned red, as if she had been scolded by him, her lips were aggrieved into a line, and her fingers twisted her skirt vigorously.

"Jiaojiao is not a fool, not a fool." Her soft voice was full of crying.

Yun Wuyin couldn't help but stared blankly, and looked at her with a complicated expression.

She was holding back her crying, not letting the tears fall.

He also tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth, revealing a flattering smile.

"Jiaojiao didn't cry, don't hit Jiaojiao, it will hurt."

Yun Wuyin narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a while, she stretched out her hand and opened her sleeve, only to see bruises on her arms.

He grabbed her other arm, which also had a lot of bruises.

Both new and old.

Some even got new bruises before they healed up.

Yun Wuyin's inexplicable heart seemed to be pulled hard and violently by something.

That kind of pain is a hundred times more painful than being hit by the red vine and the blood flow backwards.

His fingers convulsed, but he didn't know what to say.

Just out of the corner of the eye, she caught a glimpse of her finger as if it had been cut by something. Although the wound had healed, it could be seen that the wound was very fresh.

He couldn't help but think of the bloody taste in his mouth.

Yun Wuyin raised her finger: "What's going on?"

The little girl glanced at it innocently: "You bit it."

Yun Wuyin: "..."

This is simply nonsense!

The wound was clearly cut with a knife!

Why did he bite it! ! !

He lowered his voice: "Tell the truth, or I will kill you!"

The little girl was slightly startled, and her voice became crying again: "Jiaojiao didn't lie, no...don't beat Jiaojiao."

She said she didn't want to be beaten, and she didn't know what excuse she had been beaten before, so that she was so afraid of being angry.

Yun Wuyin felt that his patience was about to run out.

And he also realized that the little girl in front of him was a fool.

He felt that his mind was probably troubled by the poison of the red vine, so he thought it was her blood that saved him.

Yun Wuyin let her go indifferently.

She didn't want to, but she came up by herself.

"Did you get beaten too? Did it hurt?"

With concern in her eyes, she obviously thought that he was beaten by someone just like her.

Yun Wuyin looked indifferent.

It's ridiculous to think that he, a majestic demon cult leader, should be sympathized by a mentally incompetent person.

She saw her grabbing his hand and blowing on it.

Then she raised her little face and smiled sweetly at him.

"Hey, it doesn't hurt anymore."

In an instant, it was like the sun breaking through the gloomy sky, and the light shrouded the earth.

Yun Wuyin's fingers convulsed again, and he bent helplessly.