The painting is so good, very vivid, and she is very beautiful.

"It seems that living a long life is still beneficial." Xining couldn't help but admire and blamed: "I don't need to draw it down when I sleep with my mouth open."

Dracula couldn't help but laugh.

Xining slowly put down the painting: "What are you doing for me to draw? Want to remember me?"

Dracula continued to draw, and the phrascal was very fast: "You should look different when you are, and I can only draw your current appearance."

Speaking of this, he put down the brush in his hand and thought: "What do you look like?"

A piece of paper was handed over and said, "Let me see the drawing."

Xining didn't answer and shook her head: "I can't draw, really." Among all the tasks, none of them were good at drawing. Even the ancient ladies could draw some landscape paintings, but could not sketch or characters.

"Draw whatever you want." The paper and carbon pen were still stuffed into her hands.

Do you know how expensive paper and pen are now? It’s a waste to her.

But Dracula's warm gaze was so warm that she couldn't disappoint others. So she took the paper and pen and started drawing.

Suddenly I realized that my painting level was not a little different when I painted an elephant for the cute dragon father and the Fire Dragon. It was almost a thousand miles away, and at least it was quite decent. At that time, the elephant was a simple drawing, and was even despised by the Fire Dragon.

After finishing the drawing, she handed it over.

She is a woman wearing a white long dress that looks a bit like the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Her long hair is simply tied and she is draped behind her...

Dracula looked at the painting: "No face was drawn."

Yes, her face was blank, and she didn't draw it: "There is no mirror there, and I don't know what it looks like. Actually, it doesn't matter how I look. In every place, as long as I borrow someone's body, I will be who."

Dracula carefully circled the painting and put it away: "But I think you must be very beautiful and more beautiful than any woman."

Xining smiled suddenly. Even a goddess liked to hear others say she was beautiful.

Looking at the other manuscripts: "Give these to me, leave them to the real El Rafi, and give her some memories of her youth."

Which girl doesn’t like to dream? When she was old, she was full of children and grandchildren, sitting on a chair, and remembering what happened when she was young, the sweeter the memories would make her mood beautiful.

"Well, take it, I can draw it again if I need it." Dracula put her painting into a small wooden barrel, covered it with a lid, and placed it next to it.

He turned to her and asked word by word: "What's your name? I'm talking about my real name."

He hesitated for a moment: "Hey, Mo Ming, can I say it?"

Mo Ming: "Whatever. Anyway, your name is very ugly!"

Xining...

Although I have never personally told my name to any plane before. But since I can say it, let me say it out, my sister's name is not bad: "Xining, that is a kind of word in the East, one word and one meaning, and the meaning of hope An Ning."

"Xining~" Dracula took a deep breath: "A good name. Are you an Oriental?"

"I don't know." Xining shook her head: "Many things need to be found slowly by myself. In fact, this is good, and there is a meaning and goal to survive."

"Yes~" Dracula sighed again, and every answer seemed to touch the depths of his heart.

"Then Xining!" Dracula paused and asked, "Do you think I have betrayed God, defected to the devil, and been abandoned by God?"

"You are you, God is God. Don't use your subjective assumptions to arbitrarily judge God's ideas." Xining said it was so polite.

"The blood clan sucks blood, just as normal as humans and beasts eat meat. Humans were chased and eaten by beasts a long time ago, but humans were powerful and they got rid of their fate as prey."

"Is it God's intention to use the name of God to start wars against his kind? Even if it is God's intention, let me tell you that if you become like this today, it may be God who created a species that can restrict humanity in order to whip the sinful people. There is no conclusion on anything, right or wrong. Why bother with these issues?"

Xining looked out the car window. The scenery outside was always green and lush: "Since you are given this ability, I think it is a gift. Eat whatever you should eat, as long as it is not too much. Living is victory!"

She suddenly thought of a sentence and said softly: "Water is full, overflowing, and the moon is full, and loss; complacent means failure; self-pride means stupid."

"What?" Dracula couldn't understand.

Xining turned around and explained this sentence and said: "There are many words in the East that are rich in philosophy and principles of human nature. Even great writers and philosophers will have a situation of controversy among hundreds of schools of thought in a period. The world is very big, and you really should go out and see different people, different cultural customs, and different ideas."

Dracula nodded and smiled calmly: "Okay!"

Although Dracula still wanted to talk, she pretended to be asleep and avoided. After all, she didn't want Dracula, or anyone in the plane world, to know too much. Sometimes it is not a good thing to know too much.

The carriage finally arrived in the city before evening.

Baron Williams came, and he stood at the door to greet his wife, his big belly sister, brother-in-law and other family, along with the housekeeper. He was very grand. Those who didn't know thought that some distinguished guests had come.

Dracula sat opposite her and looked at her: "I won't get off the car." There were so many people, and it was not convenient to get off.

I feel a little sad, but unfortunately I have been used to it for a long time, and this is the first time I have been in the face to face.

Xining nodded: "Then I'll leave."

When she was about to push the car door open, Dracula suddenly flashed and came to her side, hugging her tightly from behind, and hadn't let go of her hand for a long time.

Why, I can't bear to let it go? No, if this continues, something will happen!

She said softly: "Dracula, you have not been abandoned by God. Believe me. God chose you, I chose you because I am God!"

She always called Dracula with respect, and this was the first time she called her name directly.

Dracula's whole body trembled suddenly, and finally slowly let go of her hand.

She was finally relieved. After getting off the car, she did not look back and walked directly towards her long-awaited family.

El Rafi's relatives changed from being nervous to smiling. Mrs. Williams couldn't wait and walked towards her with a smile.

"Mother!" She saluted with a smile, but was hugged by Mrs. Williams and couldn't help crying.

And her personal maid Vivian also stood beside her and cried with joy.

Great, finally back.

I originally thought I had a life of death, but I didn’t expect it to be sent back without any damage. It was so great!
Chapter completed!