With his body upside down, Zhou Wenzhu's unease grew stronger. His legs were immobile, yet he felt nothing binding him.
"Who are you? Who exactly are you?"
Zhou Wenzhu was prepared that no one would respond this time, but then a clear, ethereal voice rang out.
"Who am I?"
Sharp, ethereal, with a hint of dread.
In the middle of the night, on the back mountain, a strange event made Zhou Wenzhu think he had encountered a ghost. If he could be reborn, then why are there no ghosts in the world?
The headstand caused blood to rush to the brain, and combined with fear, Zhou Wenzhu gloriously fainted.
Not hearing any more sound, Li Yiyi gave a disdainful look. The main show hadn't even started yet; how could Zhou Wenzhu fall down?
He took out a familiar stick from the spatial realm and released Zhou Wenzhu from her restraints.
With a "thump",
Zhou Wenzhu landed headfirst, falling straight down from the sky.
"Hiss~"
The intense pain woke Zhou Wenzhu up. Before her hand could even reach her head, an even more intense pain shot through her hand.
The stick landed in Zhou Wenzhu's hand, and Li Yiyi acted as if she were performing a sacred act.
My little finger broke off accidentally.
Ring finger, yet another accident.
One by one, five fingers in total, Li Yiyi showed no favoritism to any of them.
Slowly and gently, as if grinding something into powder, the pain was excruciating for Zhou Wenzhu, making her feel like she was dying.
At first, it still had the strength to shout, but its voice gradually grew softer and softer.
She was fully conscious, aware that all the fingers on her right hand were gone. This happened five times in total. By the last time, Zhou Wenzhu felt she had gotten used to it.
I breathed a sigh of relief; it's finally over.
The next second, screams rang out again, the black hood over her head was ripped off, and Zhou Wenzhu finally saw the light.
With all his might, Zhou Wenzhu finally saw who had attacked him.
“Li... Yiyi.”
The stick moves upwards inch by inch, until the fingers are finished, then it reaches the palm of the hand.
"It's me!"
She gave a soft, childlike reply, then focused on doing her own thing.
The realization that she was just a baby seemed to give Zhou Wenzhu courage. A strange strength welled up within her, allowing her to struggle to her feet.
"Get lost, Li Yiyi, you sickly little brat, how dare you lay a hand on me, you are..."
Just as he was about to encounter Li Yiyi, his ferocious smile, which hadn't even fully materialized, instantly turned into a grotesque scream.
My wrist.
Turning to look at Zhou Wenzhu, Li Yiyi said innocently,
"What are you talking about! How could I not have the guts? Look, I'm quite brave."
In a different spot, with a little more force, a crisp sound rang in my ears.
"See, doesn't it sound good?"
She smiles sweetly, but her hands are doing something torturous.
Where is the next stop?
She moved slightly away, and a look of thought and confusion appeared on her delicate, pink face.
Zhou Wenzhu lay on the ground, her entire body soaked in sweat. Her once-intact hands were now a puddle of mud, and her pale face was framed by two terrified eyes.
"Li Yiyi, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me, I will never dare to do it again."
Hatred was hidden in her eyes, but fear was evident. Zhou Wenzhu had found the answer in her heart.
Li Yiyi, like him, was reborn.
It seems they've gained some kind of magical power; otherwise, how could a two-year-old fight against a ten-year-old?
"Li Yiyi, please let me go. I promise I'll avoid you from now on."
This was the most sincere thing Zhou Wenzhu had ever said. If given a real chance, he would stay far away from Li Yiyi and return to seek revenge when he was able to.
"I've got it."
Feigning a sudden realization, Li Yiyi, of course, heard what Zhou Wenzhu said.
But so what? Zhou Wenzhu said, does she have to respond?
He took out a pill from his small bag. It was one that Li Yiyi had developed before; it didn't have any special effects, but it could restore an injured person to full health.
Zhou Wenzhu was so pitiful, so she naturally had to do something to help.
However, it does have a small effect: the injured area heals, but every time you use it, you feel a sharp pain, like being pricked with needles, the difference being that there are a few needles.
Disliking Zhou Wenzhu for being too dirty, Li Yiyi used a stick to pry open Zhou Wenzhu's mouth.
Teeth flew everywhere, like shards, covering the lower half of Zhou Wenzhu's face. Good, now it will hurt to talk and eat.
"Eat it, and you'll be fine."
Gentle words paired with brutal actions—a coldness never before displayed was vividly revealed in Zhou Wenzhu.
Eat? How could I possibly eat it? Can I eat anything Li Yiyi gave me?
There was only one answer: no. Her tightly closed mouth was pried open, and Zhou Wenzhu once again experienced inhuman torture.
Avoiding it is impossible.
The pill was casually tossed into Zhou Wenzhu's mouth.
Before the tongue could even move, the medicine had already dissolved in the mouth, leaving no room to spit it out.
The injured area had truly healed completely. Li Yiyi proudly raised her little face.
Every product is guaranteed to be of the highest quality.
Her commitment to quality and integrity is evident in her never resorting to deception.
Li Yi witnessed it firsthand, and Zhou Wenzhu experienced it firsthand; recovery is never more difficult than destruction, and may even be a hundred times more painful.
The pain is intense while I'm fully awake, yet I feel dizzy while still fully awake; I wake up in agony, and endure the pain once more.
Like a cycle, Zhou Wenzhu felt as if she were dead, yet also as if she were still alive.
His body is undergoing reincarnation, and his mind is alive.
If time could be turned back, Zhou Wenzhu would choose to face death rather than the pain brought by Li Yiyi.
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