The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"Master, I don't have a name." The boy said humbly.

"It's Ye Chen."

"Thank you master for giving me the name." A gleam of light flashed in the boy's eyes, and he knelt respectfully.

The black cloak moved slightly, and she was already far away.

Ye Chen got up quickly, endured the pain in his body, and followed her step by step.

At the end of the gloomy alley, a ray of sunlight shone in, but the gloomy breath couldn't be blown away.

Stepping on the sun, he walked through the street and the back mountain, and returned to the back mountain of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Can I go there?" The childish voice was soft, but there was a hint of indifference.

Facing the high and dilapidated wall and the injuries on his body, Ye Chen didn't know if he could do it, but he lowered his head and said, "Go back to the master, Ye Chen can do it."

Her beautiful eyebrows are slightly frowned, a person who is overconfident!Stretching out a small hand to grab the shoulders that were taller than hers, with a light leap, the two of them had climbed over the high wall and landed on the ground covered with dead leaves.

Ye Chen still lowered his head, the master didn't believe him, he had seen the extraordinaryness of the master in the alley just now, who is the master?

She went to the well and washed her hands, then went to the room and looked back at him when she reached the door.

"Wash yourself, don't go out of this yard, the room opposite is yours, don't enter my room without my permission." After finishing speaking, she entered the room and closed the door.

"Yes, Master." Ye Chen replied expressionlessly.

Ye Chen looked around for a week. Although the courtyard was dilapidated, it was a thousand times better than the place he used to live in, and it was obvious from a glance that it was a side courtyard of a wealthy family.

He is 14 years old, and his master is seven or eight years old at most, but he definitely does not treat his master as a child.

Most of the day passed, and the door of the room was not opened until dusk.

She had already taken off her black cloak, and was wearing a simple and elegant cloth. Her black hair was loose, and the wound on the left side of her face was horrifying, but the cold and evil aura on her body was still intact.

Ye Chen has already changed his clothes, simple clothes, no stains on his body, half of his hair is tied up, he has a pair of indifferent star eyes, his skin is abnormally white, it seems that he has not seen the sun all year round.

At this moment, he was sweeping the dead leaves on the ground with a broom. When he saw her, he froze, his voice stuck in his throat, and the broom in his hand fell to the ground.

A trace of anger flashed in her deep phoenix eyes, and she instantly shifted to Ye Chen, and the hideous wound was displayed in front of his eyes.

"Master." Ye Chen tried his best not to show panic, the first thing he was surprised was the face of the master, but at this moment, what made him tremble was the strange and depressing aura.

"Who asked you to clean up the dead leaves?" The red lips weeping blood uttered a sentence coldly.

"Return to master, no one, it's Ye Chen's own idea." Ye Chen has regained his composure, and replied slowly.

"You are not allowed to clean the dead leaves in the yard in the future." Her voice returned to calm, without any emotion.

"Yes, master." Ye Chen's eyes drooped slightly, not looking directly at her.

"Are you scared?" Her lips curved slightly, with an imperceptible smile on her face.

"Yechen was really scared just now, but not now." He answered truthfully.

"Very well, are you afraid of death?" Her tone was a little bit smiley, and a little bit cruel.

"Don't be afraid." He is already dead, and now he is just a body without a soul, only accepting the domination of the master, and everything about him belongs to the master.