Ye Chen looked at the new arrival. She went to the underground trading place just to buy someone back?
He knew that she was not a kind-hearted person and had a purpose in everything she did. So what was the purpose this time? Why did it make him uneasy?
"What's your name?" Qiongying came to the girl and looked into her eyes and asked.
The two are about the same height and can easily look at each other.
"I, I don't have a name, I only have a codename, No. 13." The girl said timidly.
She was a slave and was trapped in a dark prison like an animal since she was born. Until today, someone bought her.
"No. 13, are you willing to be my slave?"
The girl was stunned. She had been bought back by this master and was already his slave. She had no right to speak.
Ye Chen's eyes darkened and he glanced at the girl. He knew that if the girl said she was unwilling, the only result would be death. If she was willing, then, would this girl replace him?
"Don't you want to?" Qiong Ying chuckled, very softly, even tenderly.
"I do." The girl said blankly, her heart trembling.
She was a little scared, and the master's voice was like a seductive flute that made her follow it involuntarily.
"Very good, your name will be Qiu Tong from now on, you know?"
"Qiutong knows, thank you Master for giving me the name." The girl nodded slowly. She now has a name and is no longer called No. 13.
This made her jump for joy. She had never been happier. This master was so kind and did not whip her like those slave masters.
"Ye Chen, take her down to clean her, and bring her to see me in the evening."
After saying that, Qiongying turned around and walked away, the corners of his black robe slightly raised, and he disappeared from the sight of Ye Chen and the girl in an instant.
The girl wiped her eyes. Did she see it right? The master did not leave, but disappeared. Could it be that the master is an illusionist? But the master is as tall as her.
"Qiutong, please come with me." Ye Chen said calmly, maybe this girl will really replace him, but if it is her order, he can only follow it.
The girl was stunned. Was he calling her? She almost forgot that she already had a name. She didn't know what the name meant, but it sounded so nice and she liked it very much.
Qiutong, the parasol tree in autumn.
Qiu Tong followed Ye Chen, why did the master buy her back? She has no beauty and no cultivation.
She is already twelve years old, but she is as thin as a seven or eight-year-old child and cannot do heavy work, so no one is willing to buy her.
Why does the master live in this barren mountain? Who is this young man named Ye Chen? Is he the master's slave like her? She has many questions to ask Ye Chen, but seeing his cold look she dare not ask.
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Although her master is very gentle, speaks softly, and his voice is more childish than hers, it still makes her inexplicably afraid and she dare not say a word for fear that the master will be unhappy.
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In the evening, dusk came, the water mist in the mountain forest became dense, and a strange rustling sound came from the depths of the mountain forest.
The candlelight in the vast and empty hall flickered, flickering on and off.
Qiutong had already washed herself up, had her first full meal, and put on the gorgeous clothes she had never worn before.
She was happy that she still had shoes to wear, but the unknowns ahead made her scared and confused.
She had just emerged from the abyss of hell, so she was extremely afraid that everything would turn into a dream, or even fall into an even more terrifying abyss.
Qiu Tong carefully followed Ye Chen and looked around secretly. This gloomy mansion looked even more weird in the dark night.