The woman held the stainless steel bread knife used to cut the cake without hesitation. Even though the knife was as ridiculous as a toy in front of the powerful demons, she still held it tightly. When you want to protect someone, whether it is a holy sword or a stone in your hand, you have to smash it into the enemy's face regardless of everything.

There was still a little cream left on the bread knife... If this damn demon didn't show up, she should be celebrating the child's birthday with her husband. But her husband died, dead in the hands of the demon in front of her. Her child was about to die, and was targeted by the powerful demon. What ability does the weak child have to save himself?

A woman's spiritual power is only a first-level, but she is just an ordinary little citizen. She has no way to die when facing the demons. She knows very well that even if she rushes forward to resist, she can only buy her children a few seconds.

Can a miracle happen in these few seconds?

Maybe.

Even if it is slim, sometimes life is just about betting on these few seconds regardless of everything.

Looking back at the dim steps of the little Anya, the woman with moist eyes showed sadness of reluctantness.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The red-eyed woman screamed and plucked up her courage, holding a knife to stab the vampire that blended red and white in front of her.

The stainless steel bread knife stabbed the pale vampire, leaving only a trace.

The vampire Maub grinned, with his big mouth showing his sharp teeth, gnawing at the prey he ran to the door. Even if he was gnawed, the woman kept stabbing him with a pitiful knife, dragging his body to prevent him from moving forward.

Even if it is dead, the woman must use her last strength to protect her daughter!

——Until she was weak all over, the last vitality in her body was absorbed, and the knife slid from her weak hand and fell to the ground.

When Xiao Anya heard her mother's scream, she shook all over and stumbled to the ground without looking back. She was trying hard to get up.

Mom said, don't look back.

Mom said that the faster you run, the better.

But...where to run?

A red figure appeared on the ground, and Anya knelt in the shadow. The vampire with the demon wings spread out to float in front of her and threw the shriveled female corpse in front of her. She recognized that it was her mother, and she also realized what was going on.

Anya hugged her hard-working mother tightly, trying to pass on the warmth on her body to her.

She didn't want to run anymore, she couldn't run anymore.

The vampire Maub carefully chewed the girl's deep despair, and as entertainment before the meal, he felt extremely happy.

Mober bent down and his hideous bright red fangs were pressed against Anya's white jade-like neck - hot scarlet blood sprayed on the trampled cake beside him.

The sound of slashing the skin and releasing blood was loud and clear. Anya closed her eyes in fear, but it was not as painful as she thought.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded, and Anya felt a floating wave, as if her body was flying upwards... She realized that she was being held in her arms.

Anya opened her eyes timidly and was surprised to find that the demon who wanted to eat him just now fell to the ground, with a playful expression on her face and her mouth was covered with blood. There was a big hole on the back of the demon who fell to the ground, and the blood of the strong toxicity kept gushing out of the hole, eroding the grass to yellow.

If Anya was in that position just now, her skin would be scalded off by poisonous blood and even poisoned to death.

Anya, who was crying, was gently placed on the steps of the main entrance of the room. Only then did Anya see clearly that the person who saved her life was wearing a black robe. She couldn't see her face clearly because she had a black mask on her face.

"I'm sorry, I'm one step late."

The sound sounds like a girl, but it reveals the coldness of a snowy mountain.

The savior placed Anya's mother on the other side of the steps and raised his hand to wipe away Anya's tears. His fingers were petite and warm. Anya cried even harder. That night, she lost her parents.

Because he cried too hard, his mouth and nose were not inconsistent and he couldn't take care of his breathing, and Anya coughed violently.

The man in black robe patted Anya's thin back to help her take a breath. He applied some powder to her body. The ash made of soil and plants could cover up Anya's breath, and the blood clan's nose was as sensitive as a dog.

"Tell me where the townspeople have taken refuge." The man in black robe asked.

Anya, who gradually adjusted her breathing, shook her head in a panic. She was still young, but the girl's precocious puberty made her understand a little more than others. She suddenly realized that the person who saved her might be a fellow demon. She asked the townspeople about the information that she wanted to kill more people first, she would be like the girls in the class who were trying to trick the teacher into sympathizing with her.

"Don't you know? Well, what's your name?" The man in black suddenly asked another question.

"My name is Anya..." Anya, who cried until her voice was hoarse, replied indecisively.

Seeing the girl's appearance, the man in black sighed, reached out to remove the mask, and showed his face.

A bloodless girl's face was revealed in the mask. The girl was very beautiful. Anya thought she was more beautiful than her mother, but the curve of the corners of her eyes was a little cold and filled with cold sadness.

"My name is Yelu, look at me and look into my eyes."

Anya, who was about to cry, looked at the girl in front of her who felt that she was not much older than her. She had shining golden eyes, but her face was covered with blood, and the blood stuck to the hood slowly flowed downwards. The strong fishy smell made Anya want to vomit.

Anya knew that no matter how much blood was stained with this person, she was also a human being.

The magnificent eyes in front of me are filled with sadness, and the heart-wrenching sadness is never hypocritical.

"Anya, listen well, you must be brave. Go home and hide, cover yourself with a quilt and hide under the bed. Lock the door and don't make a sound. After this night, it will be fine when dawn." Ye Zhu said, his tone with deep fatigue.

Go home? Where is there a home? Is that house?

However, there was no more parents in that house... Anya wanted to cry again.

"Be brave, Anya. Your parents are amazing people and heroes. They dare to fight against the terrible demons for you. They do this to entrust your hope of life to you. You must live well and live with their hopes." Ye Lu gently patted Anya's cheek, and he felt very sad.

"They...love you, love you deeply."

It's great, there are such parents.

Anya, who couldn't understand what Ye Zi was saying, blinked blankly, and instead raised her hand and touched Ye Zi's face.

She felt that the young lady in front of her was also very sad.

"Has my sister's parents... also eaten by monsters?"

"...It's almost the same. Or my dad turned into a monster and 'eated' my value."

Leaving such an incomprehensible sentence, Ye Lu lowered his head with a gloomy expression.

"Sister! That..." Anya hesitated for a moment and pointed to the front right, "The shelter is there, everyone is running there. Sister, do you want to go..."

"The barrier has expired, and people gathering in the shelter is just a dead end!" The night roll's voice was so cold that it made people feel like an ice cave.
Chapter completed!