A Stubborn Cold Blooded Killer

Chapter 120: Forgotten

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Living in prison is like years, darkness—giving me infinite desolation and fear. I know that what I hope for has long since vanished, but I still stupidly hope to return to him one day.

Suddenly, a piercing sound of footsteps crossed the darkness, and then a brazier in the cell was lit.

"Hey! I've eaten!" A cell boss impatiently handed a bowl of black liquid to my mouth: "Fuck, what kind of evil did I have done in my last life, and the stubborn ones have to wait on you! "

I bit my lip tightly and glared at him. Even if I starve to death, I will not eat the food he brings.

"Hey! He has a stubborn temper!" He grabbed my jaw abruptly and opened my mouth forcibly, but now I can only make a vague whimper: "Boy! I don't care if you eat or not, but this medicine , It was ordered from above, if you don’t drink, then my head will move, so—"

He lifted the bowl in his hand and poured the sticky and unpleasant liquid into my mouth. I shook my head desperately to refuse, but in exchange for a more nasty treatment.

He didn't let go of my jaw until the last bite reluctantly.

"You ugly, immortal, what did you drink to me?"

As if he hadn't heard me talking, he hummed a little song cheerfully and took care of his things, then turned around and smiled at me, "You are still obedient, or you are the one who suffers!" , The previous darkness was restored in the cell.

For the next month, I just repeated the same thing every day, forcibly filling me with medicine, but afterwards, I gradually became less irritable, and I would drink the bowl of medicine obediently without using any tough methods. One day, a stranger appeared in front of me.

"Do you know it's wrong?" He spoke with a cold breath and handsome eyes, his whole body seemed to be covered with a faint brilliance, and his thin lips condensed into a nice arc.

"Who, who are you?" I asked in a whispered cry.

"What's the matter! Six guardians! You didn't complete the task. According to the canon, you should be cut off, but for the sake of your young age, I will spare you a death, but—" the person approached me again, and I subconsciously Li shrank back: "But now you pretend to be crazy and buy a stupid!"

"Who am I?"

"Are you still bad at learning?" A merciless slap across my cheek: "What's the matter, Six Protectors, do you still don't know who you are?"

I looked at him with some cold and sharp eyes in horror, and whimpered in a low voice.

"Say! Who are you?" He asked sharply again.

"Six, six guardians!" I timidly opened my mouth and carefully observed the changes in his expression.

"Very good!" He seemed very satisfied with my answer, with a hint of success on his face. After a long time, he whispered: "You don't need to stay here anymore!"

I looked at him puzzled.

"You are free, but—" He knelt down and stared at my feet for a long time.

Then, two screams came from the empty cell. When I woke up again, I was already lying in a room full of elegant flowers.

"Woke up?"

I turned my head when I heard the sound, but the next moment I immediately grabbed the quilt and drew back to the corner of the bed, and refused to look up.

"Am I so scary?" A big hand hit me, and I was so scared that I started crying in a low voice.

"Zilian, I am Yu Chen!"

Suddenly, I was stunned: "Zilian?" I whispered, "Is my name then?"

He smiled slightly and nodded