As promised, they came. We thought it was another big beast this time, but unfortunately, we underestimated this group of people.
"This time, only one of you can survive."
"What we want is a killer who is ruthless, decisive and ruthless."
These people don't say a word more, and they are really cold and heartless.
We fell into endless silence again. What does it mean that only one person can live? Let us kill each other?
I don’t know how many days and nights passed, but the tiger’s carcass was rotten and smelled bad. We couldn’t survive more than a few days without food or water.
Not only that, the sisters all seemed to be afraid of me. Although we did not let the traitors succeed and kill each other. But even little Azhu stayed far away from me.
One day, I weakly asked them, why?
The first sister told me the truth: "They are afraid of the only sharp weapon in your hand. Who knows if you will kill them, but I am not afraid." The first sister said with a smile. One sister is still one sister.
"So that's it." I laughed at myself. I picked up the wooden hairpin in my hand and said to little Azhu and her sisters in the distance, "Anyway, I won't live for more than half a day. If I die, you will share my flesh." Bar!"
I raised my right hand, held the wooden hairpin and pierced it into my chest. "Sister!" Little Azhu was the first to run up to me with a cry. My vision gradually blurred and I couldn't hear clearly what she was saying. I tried my best to say, "Azhu, stay alive!"
Azhu, live with light.
I don’t know how long it took, but I thought I had turned into a pearl and would never open my eyes again.
"elder sister."
I opened my eyes and saw little Azhu. No, she was different. She half-covered her face with black silk, only revealing her pearl-like eyes. Wearing a familiar black robe.
"you……"
"Sister, just wake up." Little Azhu tapped my mouth with her hand to signal me not to speak.
"Welcome, killer, number thirteen." A man in black robes from behind stuck his head out. "Congratulations on winning. We saved you a second time. Let's see how you can thank me."
I clenched my fists, dreaming of tearing this scumbag apart in front of me. He took me through the fear and despair of the world, the sinisterness and suspicion of people, and asked me what was worth existing in this world. I closed my eyes. .
"Commander, Sister Thirteen is still very weak. Let's talk about it next time." I heard someone walking out of the room.
"Sister, they are gone."
…
"Sister, I know you're listening. Nine of our sisters survived. That's a good thing."
I still ignored her.
"They won't kill us anymore. We have passed the test."
…
I don’t know how many days passed, but I fell into a deep sleep, and the sunshine outside was just right.
I opened the window, and outside the window was a small courtyard, lush green, dotted with flowers, and occasionally birds playing, full of life, and the unique scenery seemed fascinating and made people feel good. The nature of the world is a natural medicine for healing. How many people just want to see more of this world in their lives.
"Sister, it's great that you can get up and walk around." Little Azhu came in, holding clothes in her hand.
These days, little Azhu has been taking care of me, which is really hard for her. The happy moment disappears in an instant.
"Put on your coat and take you to see the commander." Little Azhu whispered.
The same black robe.
Little Azhu led me to sit in front of a bronze mirror. The image of me in the mirror was strange yet familiar.
"Sister, you are so beautiful." Little Azhu helped me comb my hair and looked at me in the mirror.
I slowly looked at myself, my eyes were shining like stars, my eyebrows were furrowed but not frowning, my delicate and upright nose was decorated with cherry blossoms. Although my skin color could not be seen through the bronze mirror, I felt happy from the inside out. The light makes people not want to take their eyes away and immerse themselves in it. If we talk about being outstanding, then this face is considered outstanding among the Pearl sisters. And I don't care.
Little Azhu pulled up my hair and put it into a bun on top of my head, leaving my black satin-like hair hanging on my shoulders.
"Sister, you have too much hair."
"Well, put it on."
"Azhu, help me wear a veil too."
In the end I put on the size 13 black robe.
