Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

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 at the situation under the stairs.

The gentle and considerate Mr. De La Hela coaxed her in a low voice, and then walked down slowly.

Go down the spiral staircase.

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

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

The girl was obviously also aware of 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 let him fall.

Like a little rabbit, she buried her head on his shoulder in fear, closing her eyes and not daring to look.

And Mr. Delahera lowered his chin slightly, and rubbed her cheek for a silent comfort.

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

Mia felt that the surrounding temperature was getting lower and lower, and 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. De Lahera touched her face tenderly.

For a moment, and for some reason, she felt the chill in her body disappear.

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

Mr. De La Hela said: "Master, it 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.

Every time I bully her to talk, really
She snorted a few times angrily, and decided to punish him after she went back.

Let him thoroughly remember 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.

Lie on his shoulders, close your eyes, and yawn.

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 took.

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.

He saw a huge bloody cross directly in front of him, hanging high in the sky, and the chains were wrapped around the cross like a snake without bones.

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

The blood race has an innate fear of the cross, and Mia is no exception.

She shook her hands and subconsciously wanted to run.

It turned out that he was now lying in a huge coffin.

And the coffin was closed in an instant, completely blocking the bloody cross hanging in the sky.

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

Her eyes were red with fright, she shook her hands, and leaned forward.

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

(End of this chapter)