The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

die?Qiutong trembled slightly, ever since she was sensible, she knew that she could die anytime, anywhere.

In the dark prison, I have to face the fear of death every day, until I get used to it, I am not so afraid, and even feel that death is a kind of relief.

"Master, I am not afraid. Compared with death, I am more afraid of starving, grabbing food with others, being whipped, being blindsided, living like an animal, having no self-esteem, no freedom, being trampled by everyone, worse than grass... "

Having said that, Qiu Tong couldn't help but choked up, as if she wanted to vent all the humiliation.

Qiongying listened casually, without a trace of emotion in her deep phoenix eyes, she was more and more satisfied with Qiutong's performance, Qiutong did not hold back, and would show her vulnerable side in front of her, but Yechen would not.

There was silence for a while, only the slight sobbing of Qiutong in the huge hall.

It was late at night, and it took a long time before Qiutong put away her tears, and her thin face became a little more stubborn and determined.

"Crying, once is enough, I don't like people who love to cry." Qiongying said lightly.

"Yes, master, Qiutong knows his mistake." Qiutong's tone was no longer panicked, only awe and obedience.

"Very good, Qiu Tong, do you want to become stronger?" Qiong Ying asked with a slight smile, pursing her lips slightly.

"Eh? I want to, I really want to, but I'm just a slave." Qiu Tong's eyes lit up for a moment, then darkened again.

"Huh?" Qiongying raised her eyes, how could the person she chose be a slave.

"Master, I have the mark of a slave on my back." Qiu Tong whispered.

It was branded at birth, and that mark could never be erased. It was not only printed on her back, but also engraved in her heart. It was the most humble mark.

"It's just a mark, it doesn't mean anything, I will help you get rid of it in the future, but now you remember, you are not a slave."

"Can the mark of a slave be removed?" Qiu Tong was surprised, forgot etiquette for a while, and said in disbelief.

"Don't believe me?" Qiongying looked at Qiutong lightly, no one dared to question her words.

"No, I believe it, but I was too surprised." Qiutong said quickly.

Her heart trembled slightly, the master's eyes were very beautiful, she couldn't find any words to describe it, the master just gave her a faint look, and she already felt an invisible sense of oppression.

Ye Chen's expression darkened, he could see that she was more satisfied with Qiu Tong, and would even train Qiu Tong to be better than him.

"Qiutong, are you afraid of walking out of this gate alone?"

"Master, I'm not afraid." Qiutong said firmly.

"Okay, she is indeed a brave girl. It's late at night, you go down first."

"Yes, master." Qiu Tong said, bending down, then straightened her body, and walked firmly into the night step by step.

There was only silence in the hall, and occasionally there was the sound of the night wind, and the shadows of the trees in the forest stretched their teeth and claws like ghosts.

The candlelight is flickering, the hair is slightly fluttering, and the clothes are fluttering.

Qiongying got up from the chair and walked in front of Yechen. Compared to his height, she was still very short for now, so she had to raise her head slightly to meet his gaze.

Even though she needs to look up to meet his gaze, it gives the impression that she is looking down on others, no matter where she stands, she is always dignified and aloof.

Ye Chen's eyes flickered for a moment, avoiding her gaze, he didn't know what she was looking at, it would make him flustered.

Because of her penetrating eyes, he never regarded her as a little girl.