C16 Slave(1)

A gloomy, damp dungeon. Was this the place where the Chitain slaves lived?

Chuyi sat on the ground, leaning her body against the wall and looking at the stinky water and insects crawling around. He glanced sideways at Chuyi, who was sitting in the most corner of the room. Two horrible lines of smiles appeared on her originally sinister face, and he rubbed his palms together as he walked in front of Chuyi. He lifted Chuyi's pale chin with one hand and looked at her obscenely, "I didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful young girl up there!"

Chuyi was so frightened that her face paled. How could she forget that in a country like this, not only did she have to suffer physical and spiritual pain, but also these terrifying men who seemed to be uncontrolled. Oh my god! Chuyi hurriedly retreated, but she knew that it was useless.

"Little beauty, what are you afraid of? If you follow me, I can let you work less and serve me every day! How about it? It's such a pity for such a beautiful person to be exposed to the sun while working! " The prison warden could see the fear in Chuyi's face, so he touched her face with all his might.

"Ah!" Chuyi cried out because of his touch. 'God, please, let me suffer any kind of pain, but I can't do this. I can't, she has to live cleanly!

"What's your name? "Don't f * * king refuse a toast and drink a forfeit. What's wrong with just touching it? Tell this daddy to tear you apart again!" The prison warden glanced outside and, seeing that no one had noticed, he turned his head to glare at Chu Yi. Whether you agree or not, you have to follow me! " With that, he smiled obscenely, reached his hand into Chuyi's chest, and started to grope.

"Ah!" "Scram!" Chuyi scrambled to the side.

"Damn woman!" Didn't I tell you not to scream? " The prison warden grabbed Chuyi's clothes and tore them apart with a single swipe of his hand. The horrifying bloody wound on his back was exposed to the air.

"Let me go! Let me go! " Chuyi didn't care about the pain on her back. She struggled to get up and run, but a woman's strength couldn't compare to a savage man. Besides, it was good that she had the strength to stand up now.

"F * ck!" The prison warden ignored her struggles and pulled her away before ferociously slapping her across the face.

Chuyi's head was buzzing. She could feel blood trickling down the corner of her mouth. Her head was a little muddled from being hit. She forced herself to remain calm as she stared at the disgusting male spokesperson in front of her who was taking off her clothes. She suddenly sneered in her heart. It seemed like she was going to die for sure.

"Weren't you shouting just now? We'll continue to yell later. Damn it, the louder the better! " The prison warden glanced outside and saw that there was no one else around. He smiled sinisterly at the beautiful woman under his weight.

Chuyi closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. She was waiting. If this man really wanted to molest her, she would bite her tongue and commit suicide!

The large hand reached into her chest and greedily rubbed the softness on her chest. The prison guard let out a sigh of satisfaction and then violently lowered his body to touch Chuyi's lips. Chuyi suddenly opened her eyes and glared at him, then opened her mouth and bit down with all her might.

At that moment, a noise came from outside. The prison warden quickly stood up, lowered his head, and looked at the person above with wide eyes. He spat and turned around to leave.

Tears fell from the corners of her eyes. In that split-second, Chuyi almost understood her own life. She sat up awkwardly, lowered her head and tidied up her half-naked clothes, then sat back against the wall. Her trembling body showed that she was extremely afraid.

Suddenly, a few people walked in through the door, each of them in tattered clothes, just like Chuyi was wearing now. She came back to see them coming, men and women, people from different nationalities, people from the Central Plains, but there were also people from Chidan, and people she couldn't tell where they came from. They saw an unfamiliar woman leaning against the corner of the wall. They all indifferently sat down and sized her up before closing their eyes and preparing to sleep. Chuyi looked at them in surprise. Were they slaves too? Looking at the color of the sky, it was already close to midnight. These people should have just finished their work and come back. Looking at the tired faces of the men and women in front of her, she couldn't help but feel sad. Slave? Coming back so late at night, it was clear from their appearances that they had not eaten dinner.

A thirteen or fourteen year old little girl walked over and squatted in front of Chuyi, curiously looking at her.

Chuyi looked at the dirty-faced girl in front of her and sat up straight. She helped her wipe her face pitifully as she asked softly, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Are you new?" The little girl giggled as she looked at her.

"That's right!" Chuyi knew that the prison warden had let her off just now because these people had returned. It wasn't right for him to commit a heinous crime in front of so many people. Or maybe she was too naive, or maybe there was something else.

The little girl sized Chuyi up. "Such a beautiful slave sister, but you have a lot of injuries! What's the matter with you? "

"I …" Chuyi smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer.

"Hehe, my name is Wa Jia!" Little Wa Jia's little girl looked into Chuyi's sad eyes and asked, "What's your name, name?"

"My name is Yi'er." Chuyi lowered her head and softly spoke of the name that had been called by others for seventeen years. This was her nickname. However, it had only been a few days, and the country had changed. No one had ever called her that again.

"Elder Sister Yi'er, are you Midland local?" Wa Jia sat beside Chuyi. The two of them were warming each other's bodies. It was too humid here, so the night was very cold.

"Yeah, I'm Midland local …" Chuyi wrapped her arms around her bent leg and rested her chin on her arm. Although her eyes were looking at the dark ground in front of her, she wasn't focused. She was looking, she was recalling, recalling everything that had happened in the Central Plains.

Wa Jia looked at Chuyi and knew that she was unhappy. But what could they do? How many of them could make it out alive and how many could be happy? Since the day she was born, she had been a little slave for more than ten years. She was very glad that she didn't die, but looking at the weak Elder Sister Yi'er in front of her, she didn't know what to say.