Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 935 Become a servant for you (12)

  The pale and handsome man, with downcast eyes, said nothing.

  Seeing that he didn't speak, Mia thought he had acquiesced, so she immediately pulled him up and brought him to Prince Rusfan.

   "He is my blood servant, I have chosen."

   "." Prince Rusfan's expression was colorful, as if he had knocked over a paint bottle.

  Nisa's expression is obviously wrong, staring at the hands that the two of them are holding together, it seems that they can stare at the fire.

  Under the pressure, Lu Sifan struggled to speak, and said, "Mia, you may have misunderstood, but in fact he is not—"

  The man slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were cold, "It's not what?"

  Prince Rusfan opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

  Not only him, but all the nobles present couldn't say a word, as if they were suppressed by some force.

  Soundless and invisible, the oppression is strong and fierce.

  Like an invisible boulder pressing on the body, the muscles and bones made a creaking sound, and there was a faint tendency to explode.

  Prince Rusfan's brain burst out, as if he was enduring some great pain.

   During the whole process, the little girl Mia blinked blankly, obviously not finding any abnormalities at all.

  She took the man's hand and asked curiously, "What did I misunderstand?"

  She subconsciously looked at the blood servant she had chosen.

  The blood servant she chose, his eyes fell on her, and slowly, he showed a beautiful smile.

  That smile is inexplicably permeable.

  I saw him kneel down on one knee, hold her hand, and put a pious kiss on the back of her hand.

  He lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head, half of his face fell in the shadow, unable to see the situation clearly.

  Just a calm voice, said neither humble nor overbearing: "Master, please rest assured, I will try my best to be your blood servant, and offer you the sweetest blood for your enjoyment."

   "Of course, I will also let the master never regret this choice."

  He raised his head slightly, revealing that overly pale and handsome face.

  Smiling calmly, with dark pupils, like a demon who just walked out of a coffin, his whole body exudes a sense of weirdness.

  It is inevitable to feel—extreme danger.

   "." Mia blinked, subconsciously looking at Prince Rusfan.

  Prince Rusfan's lips trembled, but he didn't say a word.

   His face was pale, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

  Princess Nissa's cheeks became slightly distorted.

  So, in this banquet, Mia successfully harvested a blood servant.

   Moreover, he is also a gentleman and polite blood servant.

  The name of the blood servant is Drahela, and he is a man with a very cold body.

  He and she left the banquet one after the other, and the power strangled around the necks of the nobles disappeared in an instant without a trace.

  Prince Rusfan's legs were so weak that he almost knelt on the ground, but it was Nissa who was quick-sighted and quick-handed to support him.

  All the vampires stood up together, not daring to complain.

  At this moment, no one cared about Nisha's birthday anymore, and no one cared about eating anymore.

   They all whispered about Mia, and they seemed to want to find an opportunity to come forward to please her.

  Prince Rusfan stood on the spot for a while, and suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly passed the message to the maid.

   "Quick! Go and pack up the largest room in the castle for Mia! Help her move there immediately!"

   "Father! How is this possible!" Princess Nissa was full of resentment, "How could King Drahelah be her servant!"

  (end of this chapter)