Night had fallen, and it was time for the Blood Slave's supper.

A little girl who looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old dragged a huge basket and brought food from cell to cell. When she came to Ye Qiu's cell, Ye Qiu saw her appearance clearly.

White hair, silver pupils, and a small face full of strength. She was covered in dirt and had an inexplicable stench, and no one wanted to approach her.

Her withered little hand handed Ye Qiu a piece of dry bread, and then raised a large kettle to fill Ye Qiu's broken bowl with water.

"Thank you, little girl. ”

The girl froze in a panic when she heard this, and she said, "No...... It's nothing. ”

"Haha, shy?"

"No, it's just ......," the girl muttered, "no one has ever said anything like that to me." ”

"Because you're gentle. Ye Qiu reached out to the cell door and touched her dry and astringent hair. You could tell that the little girl was trying not to stain their food.

"My name is Ye Qiu, what about you. ”

The girl's shriveled eyes drooped, "I don't have a name, everyone calls me a wild child." With that, she walked silently to another cell.

Latin looked at her back and sighed, "This little girl is a half-breed born to a dragon one day drunk here by some famous bloodline. ”

The dragon clan is strong by nature, and the woman with dragon blood was already suffering from the pain of becoming a blood slave, and was insulted by this kind of insult, and committed suicide by giving birth to this child with hatred.

The Night Kingdom values its own bloodline very much, and the famous blood clan is disgusting, plus this is a lowly half-blood, so he simply left her here.

Fortunately, the aunt in charge of the prison room raised her to be a servant later, but it was very bad for her.

After hearing this, Ye Qiu silently nibbled on his dry bread. In the following week, Ye Qiu gradually talked more and more with this girl called "Wild Child".

He would listen to the wild child talk about his own experience, and he would also tell the wild child about himself.

Hearing that Ye Qiu was about to play a little guy named Will, the girl looked at Ye Qiu with a hint of envy, "It's good to have a brother, I also want to have an older brother, can you be my brother for a while?"

Ye Qiu reached out of the cell door and touched her head and whispered, "Of course." ”

"Very well, brother!" the girl smiled sweetly for the first time, "This is for you!" She pulled out a very clean paper swan from her bosom, which seemed to be something she liked and valued.

A burst of warmth fluttered in Ye Qiu's chest, and he said softly: "Since you are my sister, then I can't call you a wild child." ”

"And what are you going to call me?" the girl looked at him with wide eyes.

Ye Qiu pondered, symbolizing the pure white of the swan, the clear sky, and the girl bound by fate. So......

"Let's call you a paper kite. ”

"Wow, that's a nice name! I'll be called Paper Kite from now on." With a smile on her face, she went to deliver food to the other blood slaves, working harder than usual.

At this time, the blood-collecting buty came again.

He still smiled contemptuously at Ye Qiu, "Terran boy, you've been getting very close to that lowly half-breed recently!"

"People like you are not qualified to talk about her!"

"What's the matter?, angry?" Ding Ji bit down on Ye Qiu's neck.

After sucking blood, he said contentedly: "But the worst human race in battle seems to be not much different from half-breeds!"

Ye Qiu wanted to rush up and punch him, but he couldn't do anything when he was firmly trapped by four chains.

A man in the distance shouted at him, "Dinkie, move faster! The arena death match above is about to begin!"

"Good, good!" Dinki neatly cut through the elven old man's hand and walked up after completing the work of collecting blood.

"I said Dinkie, who will win this bet?"

"Of course it's that wrestler, he's a three-day winning streak!" Dinkie said proudly.

"Wow, so confident, how much did you bet?"

Ding Ji stretched out his hand and said, "Half a month's salary!"

The man hesitated for a moment, then said, "Hurry up, I'm going to raise myself too!"

"Hmph, follow your Ding Brother bet to ensure that you win!"

The two walked out with laughter and laughter.

After a while, the dungeon shook violently.

In this regard, Ye Qiu has been surprised for a week. It was the slaves above who were dueling with their lives, to please the nobles who were in the most luxurious place in peace.

Today's shaking lasted for a long time before it stopped, followed by a noise of shouting and cheering.

While Paper Kite was bringing dinner to everyone, two drunken guards came back.

"Damn, why is that new guy so strong!"

"Woo~, my money, my money!"

The man in front of Dingji walked so fast that he didn't notice the paper kite in front of him.

"Paper kite, go away!" Ye Qiu reminded.

But at that moment the paper kite was delivering food to a frail woman, and her hand had barely reached out into the cell.

The man's feet in mid-air landed on the back of the paper kite, and the paper kite was trampled by the man and fell down, and her leg tripped the man, and the man immediately fell to the ground in the position of a dog gnawing mud.

"Damn! Where did you get something that doesn't have long eyes!" the angry man roared and got up from the ground, he glared at the paper kite and said, "You are blind!

Ignoring him, she took her swollen feet back and picked up the kettle next to her to pour water for the people in the cell.

"Are you deaf? Lao Tzu asks you!" the man snatched the kettle from the paper kite and slammed it to the ground, "You are blind!"

"It's the water that everyone wants to drink. The paper kite lowered her head to pick up the leaking kettle at the man's feet.

The man lifted the paper kite indignantly, "Wild child, I think you are tired and crooked!"

He bit down on the paper kite's neck and gulped down her blood.

The paper kite's dirty, sallow little face turned pale.

Ye Qiu saw everything in his eyes, and it was possible to absorb the blood of the paper kite according to this suction method. Enraged, he pounded on the cell door like a mad cow, "Stop, you're going to suck her to death!"

Ding Ji behind him was having a bitter face, seeing Ye Qiu like this, he seemed to have found some place to vent his anger, and walked over with a malicious smile.

The keychain rattled on his body, and then, the door of Ye Qiu's cell was opened.

Ding Ji pulled his scimitar from his waist, threw it in his hand, and then slammed it down with the back of the knife against Ye Qiu's head. "Terran, what are you!"

Looking at Ye Qiu's face staring at him, Ding Ji couldn't help but increase the strength in his hand.

The man in the distance lifted the kettle and poured it on the paper kite's face, and the water carried down some dirt on the paper kite's little face. The man looked at the face and howled as if he had discovered a new world.

"What, this wild boy is pretty too!" the man's expression became extremely lewd, and he smiled lewdly and stretched out his hand to the paper kite on the ground. After satisfying the supreme desire, other desires will spring up, for example, the desire for the body of the opposite sex.

Ye Qiu was anxious in his eyes when he saw it, he trembled uncontrollably, the last time he faced such a situation, he didn't save Delia.

He saved Paris, but now she is in the wrong hands. Now, what did he do to save the paper kite in front of him.

The scabbard struck him on the head, on the face, on the shoulders......

But now Ye Qiu didn't have time to pay attention to that kind of pain, he struggled desperately to do something, and the iron chains rattled on his body.

"Bastard, what do you want to do! Do you hear me, take your dirty hands off the paper kite's body!"