Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

"Stop beating him, I'll play songs for you, I will play..."

heard.

Those Egyptian soldiers finally stopped temporarily.

The little girl tremblingly took out a gray fist-sized size from her bosom, and Wen Ruo glanced at Xun.

Did Egypt have Xun so early?

He blinked and watched the poor girl trembling in the wind, pressing her thin fingers on the round hole, and after a while the melodious tune echoed throughout the sky.

Wen Ruo never knew that the tone of the xun was so desolate and desolate.

He remembered that he had heard a song played by a Japanese master with a Xun before, and the tone was cheerful and light, but now what this girl played was heartbreak and helplessness.

Wen Ruo couldn't help but think of what happened to him again, and for a moment he couldn't care about the scars on his body, but then felt sad, and he listened quietly.

Perhaps the tone is too touching. Perhaps the hard days of the long journey touched the deepest homesickness in the hearts of the Jews. Gradually, a few people came around, and after a while, a few more came. They watched Tali weeping while blowing about their hometown. The most famous song reminds me of the past for a while.

Every Palestinian will learn how to blow the xun when they were young. It is the simplest and most beautiful music, and anyone, regardless of gender, can learn it.

Slowly, they hummed slowly following the syllables played by the little girl. There were no lyrics, only the hasty tone. Everyone hummed together, and the scene became extremely tragic for a while.

In this bleak sky, they stood together in a group, through the pain of being away from home, through the shame of their country being ruined and their families being destroyed, after the inhumane flogging, after a period of unbearable looking back, their eyes were full of sadness and bloodshot, and they hummed in a sad voice. Sing.

Wen Ruo listened quietly, the tone full of affection and vicissitudes of life deeply touched him.

They are not singing, they are singing a sad past.

like he has....

His nose gradually became sour, and his eyes mist with these songs.

......

"What are you doing, shut up!" A sharp and angry voice pierced the sky.

With the familiar tone and arrogant tone, Wen Ruo returned to reality from the singing, and everyone stopped and returned to reality for a while.

Wen Ruo looked at the people who came, and Mossak, who was wearing a silver armor, looked at everyone coldly.

The moon-white scars on his face between his brows and eyes made his whole face extremely cold and fierce because of his roar. This male hot torture is his ultimate goal. For this interest, he will do everything he can and use vicious methods extreme.

Why did he suddenly appear here?

While thinking, Wen Ruo's eyes touched behind him, and his whole body trembled. Behind Mossak stood a man in a peacock blue robe and light attire. He had a noble temperament, beautiful facial features, and that light green color. into cobra-like eyes.

Ramses!

It's him.

He also came.

Wen Ruo felt as if someone had bumped her into her heart, and she was suffocated for a short time, subconsciously, she lowered her head and pretended not to see it.

However, the other party has already accurately glanced at his side.

Looking at each other unabashedly, Ramses looked at him unscrupulously with scrutiny.

The corner of the mouth couldn't help but raise again.

Gee!

They haven't seen each other since the last time he punched himself out of line.

No matter how different he is, he is interested and will not continue to indulge after the other party violates his majesty.

After breaking the city, he appointed a convert to be the governor and selected several royal relatives from the Palestinian royal family to follow him to Egypt.

During the summons, one of the teenagers had big eyes, black and shining, which reminded him of the stubborn foreigner he met in Jerusalem not long ago.

I haven't seen him for so long, I don't know if he is still here...

result--

He was not disappointed, although his appearance was unkempt, his hair was disheveled and his body was full of injuries, but those jewel-like eyes were still so bright and clear that he could see them at a glance.

only-

The other party didn't seem to want to see him, his lowered head and silent appearance showed his inner thoughts.

It turned out that he was also afraid that he was like the other captives around him. Thinking of this, the interest in Ramses' heart was halved at once, and he was still no different from others after all.

Turn around and leave.

"You bastard." Mossak thought Ramses was yelling because he was dissatisfied with the singing.

There was a moment of silence in the team.

suddenly--

"It's you guys." Who knows who took the lead in shouting,

Some Palestinian prisoners looked at each other after hearing it. The long backlog of depression and the despair of being devastated made them sink their boats.

They glared at Mossack one after another, each filled with righteous indignation: "Yes, it's you...it's you..."

The high-pitched voice resounded through the sky, and everyone stretched out their arms and shouted.

"Shut up." He was actually resisted collectively. As a nobleman, he felt that he had been humiliated like never before.

Angrily, he pulled out his whip and swiped it at the cheek of the little girl closest to him. After a few slaps, the girl's face was swollen high, and several bright long marks on her cheek hissed with blood.

With a scream and howl, the girl covered her face and fell to the ground, and the xun in her hand was thrown far away.

Mossack was still angry, and cracked a few whips on the other slaves around him.

There were sobs all of a sudden, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Wen Ruo hurriedly walked over and picked up the crying girl on the ground. The originally fair face was now covered with deep blood marks. These scars would accompany her for the rest of her life. Her face was completely destroyed by this madman.

When Wen Ruo saw it, her heart ached terribly.Such a long time of toil, suffering, forbearance and aggrieved all turned into an invisible force at this moment.

Get up and face the tyrannical person with all your might: "Go to hell!"

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