Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 963 Become a servant for you (40)

  Although he was also cold, compared to the extremely cold environment around him, his embrace seemed much warmer.

  She hugged him tightly, not daring to look down the stairs.

  Mr. Delahera, who was gentle and considerate, coaxed her in a low voice, and then walked down slowly.

  Along the spiral staircase, keep going down.

   There are no handrails on both sides, and even the stairs are narrow, only allowing one person to pass.

  In such an eerie environment, people walking on the stairs will easily stagger, lose their center of gravity, and then make a wrong step and fall directly into the deep bottom.

  The girl obviously realized this, so she became even more nervous.

  I was so nervous that I didn't dare to speak, for fear of making my husband walk, and then let him fall.

  She was like a little rabbit, she was so scared that she buried her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes and not daring to look.

  Mr. Delahera's chin was slightly lowered, and he rubbed her cheek for a silent comfort.

   Keep walking, keep walking, I don't know how long.

  Mia felt that the temperature around her was getting lower and lower. Now she couldn't help shivering from the cold, and her little face turned pale.

  She hummed in a low voice like a cat, and said in Mr. Delahera's ear: "Sir, I don't want to know this method anymore. Let's go back now, shall we?"

   Of course it is bad.

  Mr. Della Hella touched her face tenderly.

  In an instant, and for some reason, she felt that the chill on her body disappeared.

   It was as if a layer of warm sunshine was covering her, so that she no longer felt uncomfortable.

  Mr. Delahera said: "My master, I will be here soon, don't be afraid."

   "." She puffed her cheeks unhappily.

  Because she found that her blood servant was getting more and more disobedient.

   Always bullying her to talk, really

  She snorted a few times angrily, and decided to punish him after she went back.

  Let him remember thoroughly who is the master and who is the blood servant.

  The narrow stairs are very long and long, like a road leading to hell, as if there is no end to it no matter how you walk.

  Mia felt warm, so she didn't say anything.

  Louched on his shoulder, closed his eyes, and yawned.

  It was late at night, and she was sleepy before the place arrived.

  The tension in her heart gradually relaxed, she closed her eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

   I don't know how long it has been.

   While her consciousness was chaotic, she seemed to be gently placed on a soft place.

  The touch under her body was like clouds, warm and gently enveloping her whole body.

  Mia woke up suddenly and opened her eyes.

  I saw a huge **** cross in front of me, hanging high in the sky, and the chains were wrapped around the cross like a snake without bones.

  Facing her, the feeling of oppression and suffocation came over her face, which almost made her turn pale instantly and lose all her strength.

   Blood races have an innate fear of crosses, and Mia is no exception.

  She shook her hands and subconsciously wanted to run.

   It turns out that he is now lying in a huge coffin.

  The coffin was closed in an instant, completely blocking the **** cross hanging in the sky.

   "." Where has the little girl seen such a battle?

  She was so frightened that her eyes were red, she shook her hands, and leaned forward.

   "Mr. Xian, where are you? I'm afraid."

  (end of this chapter)