The severe pain in her body made Ling Wu close her eyes and frown. This pain was very similar to the pain she felt when she was punished with a whip after she failed to complete the training she was supposed to complete when she was a child.
But that only happened before she was ten years old. Before she was ten years old, such punishments never happened often, and then they gradually became less frequent.
Since she was ten years old, she has been able to complete various trainings easily and has never felt such pain again.
Although the pain made Lingwu want to fall asleep again, she quickly opened her eyes.
She had to find out where she was and whether she had been caught by the group of killers who wanted to kill Lin Xiaotian.
Just for a moment, Ling Wu was so surprised by her own thoughts that she laughed. How could those killers catch her? Like her, they only know how to kill people but not arrest people. In other words, she should be safe now.
When she opened her eyes, Ling Wu frowned. What kind of place is this? The whole house is antique.
On the table not far from the bed, there are tea sets placed on it. They are all made from the finest official kilns. If they were put up for auction, they would be worth a lot of money. However, the owner of this house actually placed them on the table casually like this.
superior
The pain caused by getting up made Lingwu narrow her eyes slightly. She lowered her head to check the injuries on her body. After untying her clothes, she was stunned for a moment. What appeared in her eyes was not the exquisite and graceful person she was before.
The figure is that of a little girl of almost ten years old.
This body is covered with whip marks that she once had. Looking at the marks on it, some of them should have been left a long time ago, and those that caused her pain were probably caused not long ago.
There were nearly ten scars that were still slowly oozing blood. The longest one slanted across her chest from her right arm and dragged to her waist. The pain coming from her back made her clearly aware that
There must be whiplash wounds like this behind me
Looking at the bronze mirror placed on the dressing table not far away, Ling Wu frowned slightly and slowly moved her legs under the bed. She decided not to care about the scars on her body, but to find out first.
Where is she, why is she like this, why does she have a ten-year-old body