The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

That would be better than being tormented by a demon named [High Number] in a world where there is no darkness.

"My lord, what should I do next?"

The potbellied "Viscount" had a cloudy light yellow eyeball on his forehead, and his tone was a little uneasy.

In that world of light, the most important thing he learned was to abide by even the most basic and bottom-line order, instead of being incapable of doing anything except fighting and devouring.

You know, a few demons who have never changed their nature, because of the so-called crime of [picking quarrels and provoking troubles], they have lived and died in it, and they have been tossing around for several times.

Because he cherishes this opportunity, he also seems a little worried about gains and losses.

"There is no need to react too much, it just attracts attention."

Ying An nodded slightly: "With your character, you should be able to grasp this scale well."

Huaimeng: "..."

Lord!I don't even know what size it is!If it is not done well, will it be turned into ashes on the spot? !

Full of entanglement, the demon dared not ask, so he could only nod sullenly with a sullen face.

"Fake it with peace of mind, there is no need to do anything else, just learn to turn a blind eye."

"...As ordered."

The demon bowed his head and obeyed.

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It's a nightmare.

In other words, she has been immersed in a terrible nightmare from the beginning to the end.

She is not a child born with love.

What's more, she is so alone that she doesn't even have a name.

Since she was sensible, her father never existed in her life, and her mother, who was the only one she could rely on, only treated her with abuse and abuse.

For this, she could only silently... silently suffer.

Like a little beast curled up in a corner, licking its wounds.

Sadly, even so, this ridiculous world did not let her go.

The great famine came.

The mother disliked her as a burden, and sold her to a local family in a dusty place at a very low price.

At that time, she was only five years old.

Although she is young, she is precocious and understands that it is difficult to earn a living when winter is approaching. Although the money her mother sold her is not much, it is better than nothing, but it also indirectly makes the family lose a mouth, so that they can live this winter. The hope of going down can be greater.

What is particularly ironic is that in this "hell", she got her own name - Bo Hong.

……

Thin red, because she has a pair of light red pupils blooming like roses.

A knife as thin as a cicada's wing, as red as freshly dripped blood.

There is rebellion hidden in her pupils, she doesn't need to say anything about suffering, and she doesn't need anyone's pity. She yearns for freedom and crawls out of this hell with her own hands.

In the blink of an eye, she was already 13 years old, and she had a beautiful face that was coveted.

However, before the escape plan could start, she heard that someone in her group would be selected as a "sacrifice" for the viscount.

Yes, offerings.

It is completely nonsense to talk about receiving the viscount's favor and living a good life.

Bo Hong, who spent her childhood in this "hell", has already found out from her own channels that the woman who was dedicated to the Viscount never appeared again, as if she had evaporated from the world.

She has never been an idiot, after all these clues, she can deduce the result.

Only death.

She dare not gamble, she wants to live.

So she fled, completely unprepared, with a friend known as Cyanosis.

She...betrayed.

Fortunately, the gods never cared for her. In order to divert the attention of her pursuers, Ziyan plotted against her neatly and used her as a bait to escape from this hell.But she was caught back by the people in the brothel, and was beaten severely and tortured mentally.

"What a good boy, since you are so scared, then it's up to you to be the representative this time."

A middle-aged woman with a pretty face, but with a particularly awkward bucket waist, pinched her thin red cheeks that were hung from the roof beams, and showed a gentle smile.

"In this way, everyone will feel very relaxed, won't they?"

Bo Hong, who was nearly fainted by the whip, could still hear the low, thankful chuckle not far in front of him.

Just like the thoughts of the managers here, this "cub" who resisted did indeed have the effect of killing chickens and monkeys.

Those women who were thinking carefully were obviously suppressed.

And Bo Hong, a rebel, will also offer her life and body as a sacrifice to make a final contribution to this place.

……

Waiting for death is the most frightening thing.

The naked girl who was bound by black silk around her eyes and restrained by hard shackles lay quietly on the big soft bed.

She was as motionless as a corpse.

She gritted her teeth and tried her best to catch all the sounds she could hear.

She doesn't have any weapons on her body, but she still has teeth and nails.

She was absolutely unwilling that someone could take her life unscathed, even if he was some noble viscount.

In the silent darkness, she didn't hear any footsteps, but her keen intuition told her that there was someone in front of her.

She still didn't make any movement, like a snake lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Pata, a warm piece, especially the warm fluff, touched her skin together, clinging to her body.

From the hand, warm to the heart.

"Disgusting..."

The visitor had a slightly hoarse voice, and before Bo Hong could react, a big hand was placed on her head.

Afterwards, the rays of light dispersed and then disappeared, and the girl disappeared into the room full of instruments of torture along with the rays of light.

Chapter 577 Chapter 89 Sword Dance Festival

Accompanied by a feeling of dizziness, Bo Hong finally opened her eyes, the restraint in front of her eyes disappeared at some point, and she was wrapped in a large and warm cloth in a strange way.

None of this is the point.

The point is, where is this place?

Bo Hong was horrified to find that she was actually floating in mid-air, with bright lights all around and everywhere in sight.

Every corner, no matter looking up or looking down, all you can see is a soft and not dazzling shimmer.

The young girl quickly calmed down, and from this point she can be seen in a good state of mind.

This is also inevitable. Without such a mentality, how could she run away so desperately?

After discovering that she could move forward in mid-air by waving her arms, Bo Hong immediately thought about this extremely important issue.

This is a dream?or reality?

Who is the voice I heard?

Already lost his life?Is this the dead world?

Doubts surged in the girl's heart one after another, but no one could ask and answer them.

Even she herself didn't know what she was feeling right now.

Is it hatred?If she was already dead, she would not have even seen the enemy who killed her.

Is it sad?After leaving that ridiculous world, she might feel a lot more relaxed and refreshed.

She touched her body unconsciously, feeling the problems from the transmission between her fingers.

Do dead souls also have temperature?

She had such doubts in her heart. After hesitating for a few seconds, she still decided that even if this is really a dead world, she should look around. Maybe she could see something from the past. What about acquaintances?

If she could see that female Biao Shui who betrayed her, she would definitely laugh at him fiercely, and then use her fists to make intimate contact with her beautiful face dozens of times.

She promises.

In this way, holding such a weird idea, she waved her hands, just like she had longed to become a bird trying to flap its wings.

Swiping the airflow, as in a dream, he was free.

"What did I find, a... human?"

Some hoarse and sharp voices came from the sky above Bohong. Before the girl could react, her body was turned 180 degrees.

Bo Hong was caught upside down by a strong and powerful arm.

All she could see was a pair of wild dark green pupils.

And the person with these eyes was different from anyone she had ever seen in terms of appearance.

A pair of golden tentacles stood up high from the center of her brows, and under the shimmering light, they had a flexible texture.What is even more astonishing is the feathers on her head that are as fine as a bird, and the stretched out huge wings that are similar to those of a swan, but much bigger.

Bo Hong's gaze moved upwards involuntarily, witnessing this strange figure who was holding her in his hands unceremoniously.

She felt that she was very calm, and she was already dead, so what was she afraid of?

Besides, this kind of experience is just commonplace in the place where she grew up in her childhood.

She just looked at this "monster" with quite coquettish female features with great interest.

Her gaze finally focused on the broad wings of this female demon.