Report to the Lord God, the Demon King has the ability to read minds

She heard someone calling her.

The raindrops hitting my body suddenly disappeared.

She raised her head, her eyes blurred with tears, and saw an old man holding an umbrella standing in front of her.

"Child, come with me. I will teach you some skills. From now on, no one will bully you anymore, and you can protect the people around you."

She followed him.

What was she thinking at that time?

Gillian is gone, and she is alone from now on. So what does it matter if this man is a human trafficker?

She is her light when she is in darkness. She is not a relative but better than a relative.

She's gone, so whatever happens, happens.

It doesn’t matter anyway.

whatever.

......

"Raise your hands higher!" The voice came from an old man sitting on a rattan chair, holding a small stick. He was seen sipping tea leisurely, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

In front of the old man, there was a little girl with silver eyes and crooked double buns who was squatting in a horse stance with difficulty.

Although her clothes were already soaked with sweat, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her legs were shaking, the little girl still gritted her teeth and held on.

Drops of crystal clear sweat slid down his red cheeks, fell quietly to the ground and were immediately evaporated by the scorching heat.

The old man's serious and rigid face showed a bit of reluctance, but he did not show any mercy.

Whenever Xiao Moqin made the slightest deviation in her movements, the small stick in his hand would mercilessly fall on her hands, waist or legs, causing a pain that was not severe but hard to ignore.

“Stand up straight!”

"Hold on, it's almost time."

“Only those who endure the most hardships can become the best. Only when you are strong enough can you protect the people you cherish.”

Faced with the old man's encouragement and teachings, little Moqin had no complaints, and his young face was full of fortitude and determination.

Kong Yu carefully carried the tired and asleep little Mo Xin back to the room, afraid of waking her up, and walked out after gently closing the door. The other four people also showed deep feelings of distress on their faces, and came together to the place where they often discussed important matters.

Xuan Yue frowned, with a look of resentment on his face. He finally couldn't hold back and said, "Kong Yu, isn't it too cruel for you to do this? She is only eight years old now!"

Ji Chenyou sighed helplessly: "But now that things have come to this, we have no choice."

Luo Shuiwang also felt extremely heavy-hearted, with a worried look on his face: "Yes, don't we also want her to grow up carefree and happily?"

"But..." Although Han Chi thought that treating Xiao Moqin like this was too harsh, he also understood the worries and concerns of Kong Yu and others.

"If we don't treat her ruthlessly now, will we have to expect her enemies to show mercy in the future? They are ruthless and have no mercy. How can they feel sympathy for her because she is young? She has no way out.

For her, the only way to survive is to continuously strengthen her own strength. This is her..."

"Kong Yu!" Ji Chen frowned slightly and shouted in a low voice. His deep gaze seemed to carry an invisible majesty, which made Kong Yu, who originally wanted to speak, swallow back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

For a moment, the whole scene fell into a suffocating silence. The five people just stood there quietly, no one spoke again, only time passed quietly, and the atmosphere of silence spread among them like a plague.

Finally, Luo Shui couldn't stand this depressing atmosphere any more. She took a deep breath, took a step forward, and was the first to break the silence.

"Instead of being depressed here, we should discuss the next training plan."