The slight sound of footsteps echoed in the shelter, breaking the dead air.

"Who is it! Do you want to die?" Selina looked back unhappily, and the death blood technique was about to be released.

The nanny who was about to cut her throat stopped and raised her head, and her dull eyes reflected a small figure - she screamed in panic: "Little Anya... don't come here!"

Ye Lu took a breath.

Anya? That little girl?

He wanted to turn his head, but Selina grabbed his hair even harder.

"Let me go, Bichi!" Ye Lu resisted the pain of his hair being almost torn off, ignored the shaking knife that the nanny hung around her neck, and barely turned around to take a look.

Ye Zhu was stunned.

The little girl I met before was walking towards me with barefoots. Perhaps because she stepped on the bones, Xiao Anya limped. She couldn't run anymore, but she still walked forward desperately.

The white long skirt was stained with layers of blood and black mud. I don’t know how many times she came here and fell.

"Madam Consti, you can't kill your sister."

Little Anya's voice was hoarse like a worn tape, rustling, and people who listened to it felt rustling in their hearts.

She held the stainless steel bread knife that was too heavy for her in both hands, as her mother had been, unwavering.

"Why are you here? Let's go! Didn't I tell you not to come to the shelter? Hide!" Ye Luo roared, he didn't even know that he still had the strength to scream.

No, no... Ye Lu wanted to pull out the blood-exhausted blade that stabbed into his abdomen, but just holding the hilt of the knife, he felt that all his strength was sucked up and could not move at all.

"I didn't expect..."

Regardless of Ye Zhu's resistance, Selina even ignored the shouting Madam Consti, who was walking towards Little Anya, her face full of smiles. It was a joy, a joy of ecstasy.

"I didn't expect that such an inconspicuous town, besides the real princess, there are also people of bloodline who are not inferior to the royal family..."

Selina licked her dry lips, and the exposed tip of her tongue seemed to have been cut, forked like a snake, which was creepy.

"If you leave this town, you will not be welcome here! Come here again, I will be welcome."

Little Anya held an unreliable bread knife in both hands and spoke a warning that was ineffective.

"Hey, Selina! Didn't you take my life? Come and get it as soon as possible, don't attack the child." Ye Lu shouted at Selina's back, but Selina ignored it.

She walked straight towards Anya. Her eyes were on Anya and she would never let Anya leave her sight.

It’s like a person who is lost in the desert and has been hungry for two days and is constantly wandering. He will not be moved by the fact that there are food and water in front of him, even if there are tons of gold behind him.

"Selina, I m!"

Ye Li held up his broken body and wanted to turn around and snatch the fruit knife from the nanny's hand. As long as there was a weapon, he could resist. He could throw it into Selina's back... He realized that the old lady was gone.

When I looked back, I realized that Madam Consti was holding a childish fruit knife and making a threat that was more useless than Anya.

"Demon! Didn't you say that you would let everyone in the town be spared as long as you kill this person? Do you want to regret it? Anya, listen to the nanny, leave here quickly! The faster you run, the better."

"Isn't this person still alive, and..." Selina didn't look back and waved her right hand, "You're very annoyed."

A flash of blood, Madam Consti stopped moving forward, and her body involuntarily fell forward.

A dark blood hole appeared from her chest, and her body that had fallen to the ground and had not even reacted, and it took a while before a large amount of red liquid gushed out. The hand of the fruit knife that Madam Consti loosened, and her eyes were still on Anya, and the eyes that urged her to leave were gradually covered by a layer of black.

“It’s so annoying.”

The scheming of Selina was originally intended to interrupt Ye Lu's neck, but now she was all focused on Anya. Thinking that the scheming of the scheming was a waste, she simply slapped the old woman to death. She didn't plan to let these townsmen go.

"Madam Consti! Woo..." Little Anya, who was so scared that she cried, tremblingly holding the bread knife, her calves being stiff and unable to move. She couldn't take a step forward or retreat.

"I agree to whatever you want, but you want to let that sister go."

She was timid, but Little Anya did not retreat. She looked directly at the demon in front of her and put forward the conditions.

She is still young, but she is not stupid. She knows that she is valuable to the vampire, and valuable people are qualified to propose conditions.

"...Are you, you are much nobler than those useless townspeople. Come with me and be my blood slave, and I will leave the town now."

"No! Don't listen to her, Anya, run away quickly-"

Anya doesn’t know what a blood slave is, but Ye Zhu knows it!

For people with pure and clean blood, the blood clan often captures and raises them. They are just food to the blood clan.

Every day, a large amount of blood slaves are drawn for people to have fun. Blood slaves often cannot survive but cannot die. They are maintained by the blood clan using secret techniques to maintain the most basic life and live the life of domestic animals.

Once the blood slave has a tendency to commit suicide, he will be cut into a stick by the blood clan and pull out his tongue.

You must never let something like this happen!

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Ye Lu tried his best to hold the handle of the Blade of Blood and tried to pull it out, but it was only a little shaken - a slight spark came out of his vision, and the severe pain flowed through his body. He did not stop his hand due to the substantial loss of vitality.

"Shut up, I'm so annoyed!"

Selina turned into a ball of blood mist and rushed over and stepped on Ye Lu's abdomen!

Ye Lu's voice, who was roaring with all his might, came to an abrupt end. He finally pulled out a little short knife and penetrated through his ribs. Ye Lu's eyes turned black and he fell heavily to the ground.

"No! Don't hurt my sister anymore, I'll follow you, I'll follow you."

Little Anya stumbled up and hugged Selina's calves, stopping her from stepping on the hilt of the knife again.

In order to avoid accidentally stepping on Anya to death, Selina stopped her movements. She was reluctant to kill this rare blood. After all, the blood slave had to live to have a steady stream of blood, and would be abandoned if he died.

"Let's go, all the townspeople have to thank you for saving them, haha."

Selina glanced at the townspeople who dared to hide behind and smiled mockingly.

"Wait, wait a moment."

Little Anya knelt on the ground, her smooth knees pressed against the bloody mud.

She lifted Ye Huang's forehead and tears fell on Ye Huang's face, dyed vermilion.

"Sister, I know you have been watching by the side before your mother died. I don't blame you, you helped your parents with revenge, I thank you. Thank you for still encouraging me to live. Sorry, I'm here anyway, I don't want you to die too. Sister, you said..."

Little Anya was sobbing and shivering, and she placed the stainless steel bread knife next to Ye Zhang.
Chapter completed!