He held the hand, and Lulu was fascinated.
"Giggle, it's really the closest thing, Edmund you..." She covered her lips and chuckled. Her delicate features were clearly defined under the moonlight. Her black and red pupils were even more sinister.
"Of course," said Edmund, bending down to a standard court etiquette, "Madame, Edmund will always be your most loyal servant."
"I hope so, Edmund." Her fingertips passed him sideways, past him before he could see the future.
"Madam..."
"Well?" She looked back.
"Those children, when are you going to enjoy them? Do you need a blood bath tonight? Let's get down and prepare? " He looked at her white skin and asked respectfully.
"Oh, no, no, no, Edmund, I think I'm tired of the bloody smell for the time being. I'd rather take a rose bath than these smelly things. My dear steward Edmund, can you help me prepare it?" Su Kui, like something dirty in front of his nose, fanned it gently, frowned at him with a sad look.
Edmund looked at the adored woman with a sad look at him. It seemed that the beautiful eyes would shed tears at any time, and nodded, "naturally, this is a humble duty. Please rest assured that the humble will be ready for you at once."
"Thank you, steward Edmund." At last, she broke into tears and smiled with gratitude.
"Well, I'll leave first." He saluted again, turned and left in a hurry.
Looking at his back disappeared in sight, Su Kui slowly took back the expression on his face, even the sadness between his eyebrows disappeared.
Her eyes light turn, footsteps light walk through a long to the end of the corridor, the foot is red carpet, she took a lamp from the window in the palm of her hand, picked up the skirt and turned a corner, and then to the entrance of a basement.
She stood on the ground and looked down at the black stairway. There was no light in the passage to the basement. A cold air was blowing out of the entrance, mixed with the rotten bloody air, which made her frown.
Su Kui finally raised her feet. She held up the oil lamp in her hand and knocked the high-heeled shoes on the stone steps, sending out "Da, Da, Da..." Very regular crisp sound, in the closed basement, constantly reverberating, seems to come from all directions.
"Wuwuwu I want my mother... "
"Wuwuwu......"
The closer to the flat ground, the clearer the noise.
She finally stepped down the last step, holding up the oil lamp, and glanced at the pictures one by one.
Like the ancient cages, dozens of children of different ages are locked in the iron fences that connect the roof to the ground. The oldest one is 14-5 years old and the youngest one is only 7 years old.
In addition to the humid and moldy smell in the air, the dried blood makes this dark underground even more gloomy.
Seeing the scene in front of her, Su Kui knew that Helena's death was not a pity, but now it's her Su Kui. She didn't come to pay for her.
"Ah --"
"Oh --"
for a moment, when she stepped down on the ground, the sound disappeared after the exclamation.
All the children huddled together, covered their mouths and shivered, their eyes twinkling with fear and tears in the dark, full of fear.