Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

   Chapter 950 Become a servant for you (27)

the next day.

  Little girl Mia embarked on the road to the human town again.

   It was still Mr. Delahera who led her, walking towards the path in the forest, slowly, as if taking a walk.

   Today, the little girl put on a blue dress with crystals and diamonds, jumping and jumping, stepping on the fluffy fallen leaves on the ground, just like stepping on cotton.

  The elegant and considerate Mr. Delahera held her hand tightly and supported her.

   "Be careful, my master."

   He said softly and lowly.

   At the same time, a gust of wind came from nowhere.

  The wind came slowly, blowing away the fallen leaves accumulated on the path, and blowing them to the roots of the trees beside them.

  Without the foreshadowing of leaves, the little girl can no longer bounce around like playing with cotton.

  She let out an ah, and looked at the leaves blown away by the wind with some regret.

   "Sir, this wind is really naive, I haven't played enough yet."

  Mr. Delahera smiled slightly, lowered his eyes and replied: "What the master said is that this wind... is really too ignorant."

  Mia nodded in agreement.

  When the wind blows, the dense leaves on the tree rustle.

  In the distance, there was a smell of blood from somewhere, which made the little girl's nose twitch.

  She looked curiously in the direction of the wind, "Sir, do you smell blood?"

   “It smells bad, like rotten bread.”

  Vampires are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, even little vampires can still sense abnormalities in the distance.

  Mr. Delaherra's face remained unchanged, he bent down slightly, and opened his arms to Mia.

  He smiled and said softly: "Dear master, it's getting late, we have to leave quickly."

   "Otherwise, I won't have time to see your friend Miss Laurel."

  As soon as she said this, Miss Miya's attention immediately turned to the road to go.

  She shook her head again and again, and said in fright: "Then let's go quickly, I won't play anymore."

  Mr. Delahera picked her up.

  The slender girl is still short due to prolonged hunger, with no flesh on her body.

  When she was picked up, she hurriedly hugged his neck and hugged him tightly.

   "Sir, you have to be careful, I'm afraid."

  She was afraid that he would drop her.

   It's just that Mr. De La Hela naturally won't.

   "Master, don't worry, I will pay attention."

  Mr. Delahera's body is very cold, and his appearance is also pale and handsome.

  His pace quickened a bit, and the frightened little girl leaned against him tightly, like a frightened little rabbit.

   Along the way, the wind gradually disappeared.

   The **** smell, which was already thin in the air, could no longer be smelled at this time.

  The little girl looked at the road behind Mr. Delahera with big watery eyes, probably feeling safe, and her body slowly relaxed.

   With his soft cheek pressed against his cold skin, he began to speak again.

   "Mr. Delahera, will you be tired if you hold me all the time?"

   she asked with concern.

  Mr. Delahera's beautiful and pale face is like porcelain jade in the sun, so cold that there is no trace of blood.

  He was holding her, his breathing was still steady, and he didn't show a trace of fatigue.

  When he was cared about, he smiled and patted the little **** the back.

   "My dear master, if I can serve you all the time, then Drahela won't be tired."

  (end of this chapter)