Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

the next day.

Little girl Mia set foot on the road to the human town again.

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

Today, the little girl put on a blue dress with crystal and diamonds. She jumped up and down, stepping on the fluffy leaves on the ground as if she were stepping on cotton.

Mr. De La Hera, who was elegant and considerate, held her hand tightly and supported her.

"Be careful, my lord."

He said softly and quietly.

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 on the side.

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

She groaned and looked at the leaves blown away by the wind with some regret.

"Sir, this Feng is really ignorant. I haven't had enough fun yet."

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

Mia nodded in agreement.

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

In the distance, the smell of blood came from nowhere, making the little girl's nose twitch.

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

"It smells stinky, like rotten bread."

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

Mr. De La Hera's expression remained unchanged, he leaned down slightly and opened his arms to Mia.

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

"Otherwise, there will be no time to meet your friend Miss Laurel."

As soon as she said this, little girl Mia's attention immediately turned to getting on her way.

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

Mr. De La Hera picked her up.

The slender girl is still short due to long-term hunger, and there is not much meat 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 throw her down.

However, Mr. Drahera naturally does not know how to do it.

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

Mr. De La Hera's body was cold and his appearance was pale and handsome.

His pace quickened a little, and the frightened little girl clung to him like a frightened little rabbit.

Along the way, the wind gradually disappeared.

The already thin smell of blood in the air could no longer be smelled at this time.

The little girl looked at the road behind Mr. De La Hera with her big watery eyes. She probably felt safe, and her body slowly relaxed.

Her soft cheek pressed against his cold skin and she started talking again.

"Mr. Drahera, are you tired from holding me all the time?"

she asked with concern.

Mr. De La Hera's beautiful and pale face looked like porcelain jade in the sunlight, so cold that there was no trace of blood.

He held her, his breathing was still steady, and he didn't show any signs of fatigue.

When he was cared about, he smiled slightly and patted the little girl on the back.

"My dear master, if I can always serve you, then Drahera will not be tired."