Rumors of a Bad Queen

Shan Shie

When he reached the Crescent Moon Eclipse Inn, Qiuxi saw that the inn was the arrival of a noble along with his two bodyguards who were already early stage practitioners of the dou master stage, Qiuxi said, when looking at the bodyguard who had a high cultivation level of Qiuxi, it was no wonder that this inn was visited by a noble or a famous cultivator because indeed this Crescent Moon Eclipse Inn was quite famous in the black market area as a promising resting place.

It was not the special thing from their presence that attracted Qiuxi's attention, either, but a slave who was being dragged along the way now barely had the awareness to stay firm and could only follow the person who pulled the chain on his wrist and walked behind him.

The man who had chains all over his wrist his face looked very sweet and tired, as well as bruises all over his body that are twitching and seeping into his skin can be clearly seen already blue and almost festering due to torture, can be seen, several sharp object wounds and incisions were also present all over the skin and flesh surface of a man in his thirties who was now a slave of a wealthy noble and looked extremely apprehensive

When he saw the boy, Qiuxi who read the original story and knew each character who the slave really was, he could not bear to be surprised.

And actually that slave was a Face Mask Mist Shan Shie. In the original story described to avenge the death of his wife, Shan Shie formed a group of assassins under the name Ghost Slaughterer Demon.

The Demon Slaying Ghost that Shan Shie had recruited was only filled with people who had the same fate as him, that is a group of people who want to take revenge on the Blood Hill College that has betrayed their people. When the Demon Slaying Ghost was formed and its influence had already become very strong, Shan Shie who was then a leader immediately stormed into one of the branches of the Blood Hill College.

Shan Shie was a very strong person, to have a person like this obviously Qiuxi would not let go. But when he saw the boy with his eyes, he, Qiuxi could not bear to be surprised once more as she never expected that a Fog Mask Face Shan Shie had ever experienced the tragic story of losing the only woman he cared about and had ever decayed as a man the child under the feet of others.

Qiuxi gasped and she still noticed the situation in front of her would go further.

On the other hand someone who had just entered the inn took an empty table to enjoy the dishes downstairs, then a servant approached them.

"Sir.." The innkeeper immediately greeted the noble with a friendly smile.

The nobleman immediately pulled his head up very haughtily. "Prepare the menu and wine I used to order."

The waiter nodded and immediately provided the usual quality menu and wine ordered by Wukang.

"You used to look at me low like this, right? How do you feel Shie the power you were proud of was useless in front of me?" Wukang smiled satisfied to see the slave under his feet.

Indeed, slavery on the black market is a natural thing and can be found in any region and empire, he said, for everyone the life of a slave is not in view because in the lowest caste and they are worth worse than a pig and therefore a lot of slaves died at the hands of his parents because they always experienced various things harshness.

As Wukang sat down, the two bodyguards of the master practitioner forced the slave to squabble like a dog under his feet. No pair of eyes looked on pity or pity for the slave who was treated like an animal with iron chains that locked the slave even to make his wrists and feet bleed blood the red thick.

Although he killed mercilessly, Shan Shie secretly released the children and the women in the middle of his mission. Shan Shie knew the mission he was running was against his principles but Shan Shie could not refuse the orders or missions of the Blood Hill College organization that had bound him.

The dark organization called Blood Hill College was holding Shan Shie's wife hostage and would release his wife if Shan Shie could submit to the organization's orders. Shan Shie did everything that the dark organization commanded even to the point of volunteering to be the trial material of the organization, until the sixteenth trial Shan Shie felt the awkwardness in her cultivation gradually decreasing until Shan Shie could not use her cultivation and the name Face Mist Mask was no longer heard and no longer pinned towards him.

The dark organization sells Shan Shie as a slave after Shan Shie is no longer useful and among the slaves to be sold, Shan Shie constantly thinks about the state of his wife who is still a prisoner of the organization, how Shan Shie released his wife but she was now just a slave who lost all levels of cultivation.

Shan Shie then bought a wealthy noble named Wukang, who is now at once the man who has become his master.

"I have influence in the organization, I can free your wife if you obediently become my dog." Those were the first words that Wukang said to Shan Shie every time

Wukang saw Shan Shie still under his feet and his eyes narrowed in disdain. "The Face of the Fog Mask now is just a dog licking dirt under my shoes, did you forget how your eyes looked down on my wealth first? How are you feeling now?"

Customers of the Crescent Eclipse Inn began to be interested and showed Shan Shie who had lost her fangs and position. They whispered to each other and various whispers began to be heard on the first floor of the inn.

All these whispers sound insulting. "He's the Face of Shan Shie's Fog Mask? I still have a hard time believing even with my own eyes he is now a slave."

Other people nodded as well. "I used to be afraid of just hearing her name, now look at her turning out to be so pitiful!"

Many customers who talked about Shan Shie made Wukang want to be more embarrassing Face Mask Mist.

Wukang stepped on Shan Shie's hand to sound the sound of broken bones like a melodic melody in Wukang's ear, but the person whose fingers were broken and turned crooked even from his foot stomp, Shan Shie never grimaced in pain.

As a Fog Mask Face, even though he had already lost all of his cultivation though. But as a person who had once reached a level that exceeded that of a dou master, he still had a domineering level.

Shan Shie raised half his face and looked towards Wukang, when he saw a gaze like that Wukang had felt a shiver all over his body and the feeling of fear suddenly seeped into his bones.

Wukang was scared, he raised his leg and kicked Shan Shie. "I'll tell you, three years ago before your cultivation disappeared your wife had already become a dark organization's ancient furnace material. Is your life desperate now? Your three years of effort to be trash is now just a waste!"