Naughty Loli in Doll

The black and white writing doesn't feel weird at all. Instead, it looks like it was written by a child who often practiced calligraphy. The strokes are very neat, and there are even punctuation marks.

Mir thought for a while, took out a pen she often used to draw from the bracelet and wrote something on it, and then threw it into the gap of the tall window, but there was no sound from the other side, and there was no sound. Not sure if it's the absence of people or the peculiarity of the darkness here.

Speaking of which, the knocking and urging sounds from outside the door are gone...

Mir jumped out of bed, picked up the candle he had just thrown away and walked towards the door. He raised his head and saw a small hole in the direction of the crack of the door. He didn't know if it was some fool who had nothing to do here.

Walking out of the room, what I saw was the same portrait, but this time it was not so tilted, and there was no darkness covering it, which allowed Mir to see it without standing on tiptoe.

Holding up the candle high, Mir found that it was a portrait of a person. It was a man who looked very vicissitudes. His hair was black and white, his face was very thin, and his eyes were staring straight ahead. Mill.

It's just that the bandage around his hand is too dramatic.

Mir felt very uncomfortable being stared at by it, held up the candle and took two steps forward...

set fire to this painting.

Then Mir turned around and walked towards the room next to where the note was just thrown. Before she left, she seemed to be dazzled to see the person in the portrait jumping anxiously into the new treasure island...

There is no such thing as no room next to it. Instead, there is a door with a completely different material from the one Mir saw just now. This door seems to shake twice when Mir stared at it.

Then a few words appeared out of nowhere: Please look for the key before opening the door, thank you.

Mir ignored it, lifted his slender right leg wrapped in white knee socks that made countless gentlemen want to prprpr, and was about to kick it with scarlet magic.

"click"

The door opened a crack by itself.

The little guy was silent for a while, and then kicked the door open.

"Yeah!!" A little girl screamed from inside, followed by the sound of something being knocked over, which seemed to be crying.

Mir tilted his head, walked forward with a nuclear energy candle, and saw the khaki-haired little girl squatting on the ground covering her eyes and shivering.

It's the guy who can't remember his name.

A bad idea popped up in Mir's mind, and he walked over without hiding the sound of his footsteps.

Freya retreated to the corner of the wall with her two calves thumping, but she had nowhere to retreat, and she cried in fear.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

Mir leaned close to her ear and pinched his nose, although she still didn't change her milky voice:

"Baby and tender little girl, I want to eat you."

End of this chapter

Originally, Mir wanted to scare the timid dragon, but who knew that after she spoke, Freya took away her hand covering her eyes.

Although her body was still trembling, she was already much better. She just looked at Xiao Mier with a teary expression.

Then immediately stood up and hugged Mir, constantly rubbing his face.

"Great, Mir, it's really scary in here woo woo woo..."

Mir became a little depressed. Shouldn't he be more frightened when he suddenly heard the little girl's voice in a terrifying environment?

(Silly boy, your milky voice doesn't have any scary atmosphere)

Mir turned over and held the candle to look at the environment of the room, while Freya continued to hug her from behind her.

It was great to suddenly see my little friends in such a dire environment, not to be alone at last.Freya thought so.

She didn't suspect that the Mir in front of her was a fake, because she still had that nice milky scent on her body, and she was still so soft when hugged, so she wanted to rub her head...

Mir didn't know what the guy behind her was thinking, she was still looking at whether there was anything interesting in this room.

The size is about the same as the place where she stayed just now, but the layout is completely different. Although there are rows of lighting appliances on the wall, they are not candles, but rows of desk lamps...

Freya behind her sniffed the snot that came out from crying, and Mir broke away from Freya's embrace after hearing this sound.

Freya was a little disappointed, but she stopped her trembling voice and explained to Mir:

"I didn't know why I came here after dinner at home. It's so scary! I heard knocking on the door and screams from the next door just now. It's really scary!"

As she spoke, Freya covered her head and sat on the ground again, her toes that were exposed because she was wearing sandals shrunk unconsciously.

Miller tilted his head.

Freya went on to say: "There is still a ghost here. I just wrote a distress letter on a piece of paper and threw it in the next door, but there was an immediate reply. The ghost actually replied to me with 'good writing', It's terrible, woo woo woo..."

Mir took the familiar ball of paper that Freya handed her and opened it, seeing two rows of familiar writing inside, the little guy couldn't help but gasped.

There is really a ghost here, and it can even make her look familiar to these two lines of words!

Horror!

"What are we going to do next?" Mill also sat on the ground.

Freya thought the little guy was scared, so she quickly pulled herself together, hugged Mir and stroked her little head.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

She was so useless to seek comfort from this child just now. The other party is obviously a cub much younger than her. At this time, as the older sister, I should take responsibility to protect the little guy !

Freya clenched her fists involuntarily.

That's right!Freya!You can't be afraid, as a big sister, you have to take responsibility!

Thinking about it this way, it seems that I really don't have much fear in my heart.

In fact, Mir just feels like he is stuck in a game now...

"Dong dong dong!" There was a knock on the door.

"Yeah!!" Freya hugged Mir tightly and shivered in the corner, "It's so scary, woo woo woo..."

By the way, she pinched the white and tender face of the little thing in her arms. She wanted to pinch it a long time ago but had no chance...

Mir stretched out his little paw and broke free from her embrace impatiently.

The knock on the door stopped after only one ring, but Mir didn't bother to open the door to check.

"It's so boring here, let's change places quickly."

Mir, who has already opened a treasure chest of wisdom, feels that there should be no treasures in these two places, which shatters some of her fantasies as a child. From the time when she did not find the treasure in the dragon's lair (grandmother's house) in her heart The fantasy is almost shattered.

If you still can't find something good, go back.

(However, this idea is the same as "stop watching this video after watching it")

"But...but how do we leave?" Freya glanced at the door with some fear.

She doesn't want to go anywhere now, although she knows it's not okay to stay here, but she is afraid.

Mir thought for a while, then stretched out his little finger and pointed to the window in this room that seemed to be used for lighting and ventilation: "Why don't we try jumping from here?"

It seems very interesting to jump out of windows in such an environment. Since you can fly, why not try it?

"Eh? Are you going to do such a dangerous thing?" Freya, who is a dragon, flinched a little, "What if I fall to my death?"

Mill ignored her, pushed a stool and ran to the window, then climbed onto the stool and stood on it to open the window.

The moment the window was opened, the light from the sky made the dimly lit room brighter, but the light was red.

Mir raised his head and found that the moon in the sky was a bloody full moon, exactly the same as the one he had seen in the room of his grandmother's house before.

However, even in a different world, under normal circumstances, there is no full moon in winter, let alone a red one.

Freya, who was behind, ran over tremblingly, and quickly stretched out her hand to protect Mir, for fear that this naughty little guy would accidentally fall or fall.

Mir leaned on the window sill and looked down. It was about two or three floors high, and there seemed to be a corpse underneath. One hand was stretched out above the head, and only the index finger was stretched out, making a "forward" movement.

This is not the point. With Mir's better eyesight, he can still see the suspected corpse with the help of the red moonlight. There is a sign next to the thing with an arrow pointing down at the corpse, which says——

The last person who tried to escape by jumping off the building fell to his death.

Well, jumping off a building doesn't seem to work.

People can really fall to death here!

Mainly when the thought of "jumping down" arose in her heart, her intuition began to warn her strongly.

Tactical lean back.

Mir puffed up his face and jumped off the stool. This action scared Freya into hugging her.

"Can't you try getting bigger?" Mill suggested.

She has tried it, the house seems to be burnt down, and she is too lazy to turn back into a puppet to do the troublesome demolition work, as for the red hurricane...

Because Mir rarely uses this thing, it is a bit troublesome to control, either it is a simple wind blade, or it is a powerful storm, but I have not used it here... I will try it in a while.

To be honest, before seeing Freya, she really wanted to try to destroy the mansion directly if she couldn't find anything interesting, but now...

Freya shook her head: "No, I tried it last time, I don't know why I can't turn back into a dragon here..."

Not only that, she was suppressed from magic power to physical fitness.

Mir nodded and handed the candle to her: "Take it."

Freya took it obediently, and then she saw the little guy take two steps forward, with his little hands stretched forward.

A messy hurricane emerged from her body, directly destroying the wall in front of her completely, and she had no intention of going through the door at all.

When playing horror games, there will always be situations where the rooms you have visited can’t be remembered and come back again. This is too troublesome. Why not destroy the walls as a mark?

Sure enough, the protagonists of those horror games are not as smart as Lord Mir!

But the hurricane did not further destroy it. This phenomenon made the little guy frown. She felt that the storm was not blocked, but that the subsequent hurricane was moved to another place.

No, it's not just that, there seemed to be something else that absorbed her magic power just now. At the same time, Mir felt a chaotic, crazy and malicious look at her, as if mocking her for giving him a delicious meal.

Mir was very upset by this attitude, and angrily threw the candle with the angular metal candlestick in his hand to the place where he just felt his sight.

The candle suddenly disappeared into the darkness, but there was the sound of something being smashed.

Mir felt that the other party must have known it was wrong, otherwise Master Mir would not be able to swallow this breath!

So don't use the hurricane indiscriminately.

The outside environment is no longer the corridor I saw before.