The Demon Concubine of God

Chapter 343 Poor little one

Shen Wen climbed out of the pit filled with evil curses, and came out to a desolate and silent forest surrounded by thick fog and a foul smell, which made Shen Wen cover his mouth and nose with his sleeves.

Shen Wen walked around and looked around, feeling very strange. The forest was extremely lush, but there was not a single living thing to be seen, not even a bird.

Shen Wen returned to the vicinity of the pit again, and when he looked up, a path appeared out of nowhere. The path stretched long and windingly into the heart of the woods, giving people a sense of intimacy, like a little girl inviting guests to walk.

Shen Wen couldn't help but walk on this path, moving forward step by step.

Shen Wen walked slowly, and gradually...

His hair suddenly stood on end!

Shen Wen looked down again and found that the path had disappeared. His whole body was stuck in the deep red mud and was still sinking down to his waist.

Shen Wen did not dare to struggle. He was really discouraged this time. In such a quiet environment and at such a critical moment, even if a god came, it would probably be too late to rescue him to shore.

I never thought that the final outcome of this life would be to die in a swamp.

Shen Wen gradually closed his eyes. The blood-red swamp mud slowly enveloped him, from his neck to his mouth and nose...

In the last moments of Shen Wen's life, many images came into his mind, like a dream without an ending, so long and so bizarre.

He was immersed in a dream, dreaming that he was still alive, as if he had never been to the swamp, had not been eaten by the swamp, as if he was still in the big mansion of the Ji Mansion. He seemed to see his predecessor Shen Wen, that poor little man who was neither a person nor an object and was destroyed by this evil ancient time.

Shen Wen lives in the body of his predecessor Shen Wen. They exist together in the same body, but this time it is his predecessor who lives in front of people, while he can only watch in his predecessor's consciousness.

Poor little Shen Wen was so miserable. He was eventually abandoned in a brothel, but because of his special physique, he was forced to become Chu Yanqiu's antidote and was brought back to Ji Mansion again.

As Chu Yanqiu's tyrannical aura became more and more out of control, the poor little thing's situation became more dangerous, because Chu Yanqiu began his journey to conquer all directions. For this journey, Chu Yanqiu's murderous heart could not be controlled, sometimes even to the point of losing his mind, and had no feelings for the people around him.

It's hard to describe his attitude towards the poor little thing. His hot and cold attitude is so torturous. The harm and torture he inflicted on the poor little thing is as casual as commonplace. The poor little thing has been dying and coming back to life countless times, and his body and mind have been gradually damaged. He has become even more stupid, like a doll that can be manipulated at will.

One day, Chu Yanqiu had him brought to her, stroked his black hair, and said with great satisfaction: "The servants all complained to me, saying that you are becoming more and more difficult to serve, and that you are not happy all day long and don't eat or drink. They blame me for being arrogant towards you, but they don't understand you. Only I know that you are different from those people who curry favor with the powerful. You want freedom."

Poor little Shen Wen was still dumbfounded and silent, but his eyes were moving a little.

Chu Yanqiu smiled and asked, "Yes or no?"

The poor little thing raised its head and looked at him hopefully.

Chu Yanqiu laughed and waved his hand, saying, "In that case, I will allow you to leave me, but... to be free, you must help me do something. You can't just wish for anything in this world."

The poor little thing didn't understand what he meant and was in a daze.

Chu Yanqiu asked someone to take him away. At night, the maid changed the poor little thing into new clothes and put on makeup for him. Then she fed him the medicine and helped him lie down.

The poor little thing lay on the bed and fell asleep quickly, which was rare, and slept for a long night.

When he woke up again, he was surprised to find that the person sleeping next to him had been replaced by a greasy old man.

The poor little guy went crazy. He was howling and shouting uncontrollably, and even going so far as to mutilate himself in a rage.

The poor little thing had expected this and was once again controlled, drugged, tied up and trained.

The poor little thing was not allowed to go anywhere. He lay limply on the big bed and became the bedding for the next person.

At night again, the old man lay on the bed and stroked the poor little thing as if it were a beloved piece of furniture. He called himself King Rui and forced the poor little thing to call him Prince.

The prince is terrible, an unrestrained sex-hungry ghost. He went from being the antidote in Chu Yanqiu's mouth to being the immortality product in the old prince's mouth.

The poor little thing endured day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment...

Until one day, he shed blood again. Looking at the servants and doctors coming and going in a panic, the poor little guy knew that he was going to be free.

The poor little boy slept day after day, night after night, but he felt immense pain while sleeping. One day he opened his eyes in pain.

The maids outside the curtain were talking, and he didn't dare to disturb them.

He heard a little maid mention him.

This one said, "How long do you think he can hold on? If he dies, will we die too?"

Another said: "I don't know, maybe he is not that important to the prince. The prince doesn't really like beautiful women. His only goal is to become an immortal."

This one said, "Then I'll rely on your good words. Actually, I've heard about this, too. In the past, Lord Chu Yanqiu liked him so much that he killed so many people for him. I heard that all the Shen family members who had treated him badly in the past were killed in front of him by Lord Chu. He even made the Shen family members apologize to him like dogs and beg for mercy, but he still killed them in the end. But in the end, Lord Chu still gave him to our prince."

Another said, "Who is he? Lord Chu exchanged him for the prince's most powerful heavenly soldiers and generals. The prince's staff all scolded him and called him a disaster."

At this moment, their conversation was interrupted by a panicked shout from outside.

"It's bad! Lord Shen is leading his troops to attack us, and they have already reached the gate of the palace..."

The maids were terrified and grabbed the boy who broke in and asked, "What's going on? Didn't they say that Lord Shen was like a lost dog and was exiled to a neighboring country by Lord Chu? How come he came back so soon?"

The servant said, "It turns out that old Marquis Shen deceived Lord Chu. He also has heavenly soldiers and generals like our prince. Moreover, those heavenly soldiers and generals were given by Emperor Shizong. They are more powerful than those of our prince. The whole palace is in chaos. Let's run."

Everyone hurriedly packed up their gold and silver and prepared to run away. At this moment, a killer with a knife broke in and hacked them all to death.

After killing the maids and servants, the killer god with a knife directly lifted the curtain of the poor little thing. When he saw the poor little thing herself, he hugged the poor little thing in his arms.

The killing god holding the knife was none other than Lord Chu Yanqiu.

Chu Yanqiu held the weak little poor thing in his arms and said, "My beauty, you have done a good job in what I asked you to do. I have always been thinking about you. How is it? I have been good to you, right?"

Chu Yanqiu was about to leave the palace with the poor little thing in his arms, but was stopped by Prince Rui who arrived.

Prince Rui pointed at Chu Yanqiu with a sword in one hand and cursed: "You bastard! How dare you lie to me! I bought him from you with a blood talisman. He belongs to me."

Chu Yanqiu smiled coldly and said, "Cheating? If you want to talk about cheating, it's you, my Lord. Your blood talisman is simply a fake. After they fought with Lord Shen's blood talisman, they were beaten to a pulp. I haven't settled the score with you yet. Lord Rui! The agreement that you and I would divide the world equally is no longer valid. You are useless. In comparison, Lord Shen is more valuable to me. I am going to kill you today and go talk to Lord Shen."

When Prince Rui heard this, he laughed instead of getting angry, and laughed wildly while holding his only son. After he finished laughing, he said, "You want to kill me? How much do you know about my trump card? Chu Yanqiu! Don't be so proud. It's too early for you to unify all the small countries. Ask my father and my ancestors if they agree."

After the verbal battle between the two sides, there was chaos and battle. The poor little thing was in and out of consciousness, and was held in Chu Yanqiu's arms. Finally, he was brought back to Chu Yanqiu's mansion again.

At night, Chu Yanqiu held the poor little thing in his arms in his bed, enjoying the warmth from the poor little thing once again.

The war in the Daju Kingdom was up and down. The next day, Chu Yanqiu led his troops to fight a decisive battle with Lord Shen.

It was always like this, leaving the poor little guy alone to face the open and covert attacks of the entire mansion. Even a maid who just cleaned the toilet dared to use him as a target for venting her anger. How difficult it was for him.

What's more...

"Lock this monster in the cupboard and don't allow him to eat or drink!"

Master Ji, who was wearing a jade belt and a dragon robe, pointed at the poor little thing kneeling on the ground and said to the maids.

The maids did not dare to move. They all knelt aside and timidly glanced at Master Ji's expression.

Master Ji got angry again. He turned around and ordered the servants he brought with him to pull the poor little guy, slap him a few times in the face, and kick his weak body a few times.

He dragged the dying little thing toward the closet.

"Isn't it just an item in Yanqiu's room? Since he said it's really valuable, then just lock it in the cabinet for safekeeping. Pah! What a thing!"

Master Ji said angrily.

At this time, several women hurriedly came from behind, led by Master Ji's wife, Grandma Ji. Grandma Ji wanted to stop him, she said: "Master, this is not appropriate. You vent your anger towards Lord Shen on this monster. Master, don't you think that this will make your nephew angry? What if your nephew doesn't want to give you the great empire he has conquered... this..."

Master Ji waved his hand and said, "Women's opinions! Do you think our nephew will be the same as you? My nephew's eyes are on the vast territory. His Xiao family's Daju Kingdom is just a small piece of that vast territory. My nephew is a man of his words. If he says he will give it, then he will give it. Yanqiu values ​​friendship and loyalty. He did this for the peace of mind of our deceased Ziyin."

Speaking of his dead son, Master Ji became even angrier. He pointed at the poor little thing and gnashed his teeth and said, "It's all this monster's fault! It's because of him that our Ziyin ran away from home and died young. Don't think he's so pitiful, he's actually the most vicious one. He's been lurking in our house for so many years, and we didn't even notice that he was sent by that old bastard from the Shen family. That old bastard, Lord Shen, fought with three generations of our Ji family in the court. Today, I'm going to avenge all the bad feelings that have accumulated over three generations, even if it's with some interest."