Chapter 3 That damn girl wakes up

Author: Luo Wuxiao

Chapter 3 That damn girl wakes up

Li Kong Continent, Xuanling Palace.

In a state of confusion, Shen Tangluo felt that his throat was so dry that it was almost smoking.

She groaned in pain unconsciously and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The godless pupils gradually gathered together, and a pair of iron-blooded cold eyes opened suddenly.

Shen Tangluo hadn't figured out where he was at this time, and his heart suddenly hurt.

The next moment, she felt as if the fleeting image of Youdao was about to break free and break through her mind.

She vaguely remembered that after the battle in Wujian Valley, Jun Yunsi's whereabouts were unknown. She had been searching for him for ten years and guarded the Temple of the Six Realms for ten years.

But when I heard news about him again, I received bad news.

After that, she personally went to a ghost town that she had not set foot in for a hundred years.

Yes, hasn’t she already been exterminated in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave?

Why does she still have pain and feel unbearably thirsty?

Just as her thoughts were wandering, a young voice beside her trembled, "Sister, she's awake..."

In an instant, Shen Tangluo's thoughts were suddenly pulled back.

Several young faces were reflected in front of her eyes, and three little girls of eleven or twelve years old surrounded her. They all lowered their heads and looked at the broken person lying on the ground.

Shen Tang was stunned. How could she stay with a group of children?

She had no time to think about it, so she put her hands on the ground, but her internal organs were pulled, causing her to gasp in pain.

At the same time, his eyes widened uncontrollably, staring at his hands in shock.

These hands were clearly those of a child of about ten years old. They were tender but full of scars, and the cracks clinging to the entire back of the hands were shocking.

what on earth is it?

"How are you? Are you okay?" The person who spoke was still the cautious and childish voice at the beginning.

Shen Tangluo ignored it and managed to sit up despite the pain all over his body. He raised his eyes and glanced at the little girls with rosy faces.

The three little girls were caught off guard and met a pair of eyes that were cold to the bone. They all backed away, their spines trembling with fear, and they remained silent.

"Is that dead girl awake?"

A harsh and sharp sound came from outside the wooden house.

"Get out of here when you wake up." Without seeing the person, just by hearing his voice, one could tell that the person was very angry.

This sound was followed by several messy footsteps.

A woman with exquisite and luxurious makeup walked towards Shen Tangluo with two maids.

However, as soon as the woman saw this young but stunning little face, a vicious light suddenly filled her eyes.

This face, even though it was stained by dirt, looked very much like that woman.

Especially those pair of stunning peach blossom eyes, which are full of that woman's shadow.

No need to ask her name, Mrs. Nangong knew Shen Tangluo's identity at a glance.

There was deep disgust in her eyes, and her angry eyes were staring at the little girl who was surrounded by three little girls behind her.

Mrs. Nangong first glanced at the three childish little girls with an angry face, and scolded: "Who asked you to come here? I'm not afraid of getting into trouble! Get out of the way!"

The three little girls were so cruel that they immediately lowered their heads obediently and said in unison, "Yes, mother."

Then, she ordered to the two maids behind her: "Why are you still standing there? Throw her out of the Xuanling Palace to my wife. Not just any stinky beggar can sneak in here by pretending to be the daughter of the palace lord."

This harsh and harsh voice, familiar yet distant, made Shen Tangluo suddenly have a splitting headache.

She curled up her little body and held her head, and scenes of long-lasting and profound scenes flew through her mind.

Mrs. Nangong kicked Shen Tangluo's bare feet, then crushed her on them hard and viciously, "Do it!"

Shen Tangluo woke up immediately.

She remembered!

This was the day eight hundred years ago when she was abandoned by her mother and thrown into Xuanling Palace when she was ten years old!

Her mother said that the master of Xuanling Palace was her biological father and asked her to find her father and stop harming others.

Mother also said, Shen Tangluo, you, like your cold-blooded father, have ruined her life.

Her mother left her alone on the mountain behind Xuanling Palace, but she never appeared.

On the day she was ruthlessly abandoned in Xuanling Palace, she was unable to see her biological father.

Instead, the head mistress of Xuanling Palace, Mrs. Nangong, ordered her to be beaten all over with bruises and left to fend for herself in the back mountain.

Later, when she woke up again from the coma, she saw three little girls, her half-sisters, who were practicing Kung Fu in the back mountain.

It was precisely because she was discovered by these three little girls.

Mrs. Nangong once again caught her in the wooden house at the back of Xuanling Palace, and allowed her maidservant and Nangong Fei to humiliate and scold her.

In the end, she was thrown into the ghost forest to be fed to the wolves while dying.

That night, she spent the night fighting with the wolves.

Bloody, helpless, and resistant until exhausted.

Even after eight hundred years had passed since this incident, Shen Tangluo could not help but feel a trace of self-deprecation in his heart.

Why would she still think of the humiliating and painful experience in her childhood even after she died?

Are you unwilling?

Shen Tangluo thought he was an illusion after death.

He didn't realize that the maid behind Mrs. Nangong was approaching her after listening to the order.

And all the little girls surrounding her retreated behind Mrs. Nangong.

Shen Tangluo's thin body was lifted up in an instant.

The maid looked at the weak girl in her hand with disdain, and couldn't help but mocked: "Haha, a stinky beggar dares to pretend to be the palace lord's daughter, and he doesn't even know what he looks like!"

"There is no trace of spiritual energy in her body. How is she different from trash? Is she worthy of being the palace lord's daughter?"

"Bah, what a bastard, you still want to enter the Xuanling Palace!"

The two maids sang in harmony, and all kinds of insults filled the whole wooden house.

Shen Tangluo's collar was pulled up high, his small body was half hanging, and contemptuous and humiliating ridicules were heard in his ears.

She looked around in confusion, and for a moment it felt like there were flies in her ears.

It’s so noisy!

Shen Tangluo's young face was now cold and deep, and her peach blossom eyes were full of coldness.

She raised her dirty and bloody hands, impatiently concentrating her skills, but was shocked to find that her skills could not be gathered at all.

Could it be that after death, everything in life will be taken back?

No one noticed the strange look in Shen Tang's eyes.
Chapter completed!