Succubus' Manor

In the depths of the woods, a few wild beasts can be seen sporadically. The drought has forced the beasts to go deeper. The small trees with no deep roots have withered, and there is a large open space in the originally dense woods. Chi Yan rarely goes to Shunlin Lilai, he was walking behind Kleist, breathing in the fresh air. He was wearing long-sleeved trousers. It was not that he was not afraid of the heat, but that there were too many bugs in the woods.

"Is it okay here?" Chi Yan was out of breath, feeling that the distance he walked was worth his week's worth of exercise.

Kleist didn't even catch his breath, he stood still in the open space, turned around and asked again: "Are you sure?"

Are you sure you want to see it?Are you sure you are not afraid?

Chi Yan found a relatively clean stone and sat down. He felt that the angle was just right. He nodded with a serious expression on his face: "I'm ready."

It would be nice if there was popcorn, a glass of happy fat house water, or a camera.

However, I heard that when the camera first appeared, it was difficult for the living to remain still for such a long time because of the long time taken to take pictures, so it was very popular to take pictures of the dead.

The progress of science is too slow. It would be great if a scientist came through. He could hug his thigh directly, and he would be much more relaxed and happy if he could use his brain without using his brain.

Seeing Chi Yan's calm expression, Kleist performed a strip show for Chi Yan in broad daylight.

Chi Yan: "..."

Just in this open space is more exciting than being in a room.

Chi Yan thought of the cornfields in various literatures.

"Why are you taking off your clothes?" Chi Yan touched his nose.

Then he looked down at his fingers. Fortunately, he didn't have a nosebleed and he could hold on.

Kleist is shirtless, and his skin looks whiter in the sun, but it is not healthy white, but pale without blood. Kleist has a nearly perfect figure, every muscle is just right, and smooth lines He rises and falls with every movement of his body. Viewed from behind, his shoulder blades are particularly beautiful, like the wings of the human body.

"When it changes back to its original shape, it will stretch the clothes," Kleist explained.

He had already taken off the last piece of fabric, and stood in front of Chi Yan frankly, without any pretense.

That's how he came into this world, and he's not ashamed.

Chi Yan swallowed.

Although it is not out of the sheath yet, the size is already terrible.

Chi Yan began to worry about himself again.

Kleist's body changes.

His feet turned into beast-like claws, but he couldn't tell what kind of beast it was. The black scales shone coldly in the sun, spreading upward layer by layer.

The same goes for the hands, black claw tips, curved inwards, scales extending to the shoulders, slowly transitioning to the skin.

The horns on his forehead became longer, thicker, and turned upwards, his hip bones were all black, and the fine black patterns extended upwards like the veins of leaves.

Unlike other demons, Kleist's original form is more human, rather than a complete beast or monster.

Chi Yan didn't blink his eyes. He thought that Kleist's form was very beautiful, with a strange beauty, as if the legendary devil came out of the depths of hell.

But Kleist's original form is not too big, why did he come to the woods?

It's fine in the room too.

Just as Chi Yan thought about it, he saw two small bumps suddenly bulging on Kleist's back. The white bone spurs pierced the skin and extended outward. After the white bone wings pierced the skin, they looked like rapidly growing saplings, almost Spreading out in an instant, the huge white bone wings blocked Chi Yan's entire vision.

suddenly--

Black feathers struggled out from the cracks in the bone wings, a pair of wings that were so big that they filled the entire open space.

Chi Yan swallowed subconsciously.

These wings are too big, Kleist's originally tall body looks small under the contrast of these wings.

But it is beautiful, and there are many kinds of cents. The beauty of Kleist's original form is weird, cruel and suffocating. His body is a combination of man and beast. His sharp claws are like dragon claws, and his scales are shining. His eyes were pitch-black without any whites, the corners of his forehead were clearly pitch-black, but spiral patterns could be seen climbing on them, the blackness of his hip bones spread upwards, but they were not black and white, and the faults were abrupt.

Kleist walked slowly towards Chi Yan.

The huge wings were folded behind him.

Chi Yan looked at Kleist approaching, and he had a look of admiration on his face, almost like drooling when he saw an otaku with his favorite figure.

He was so excited that before Kleist could walk in front of him, Chi Yan stood up and ran towards Kleist quickly.

There was no emotion in Kleist's dark eyes, and he stood there until his prey fell into his arms, wrapped his arms around his neck, trembled around his neck, and said incoherently: "K Lester, Craster, you are so pretty!"

Chi Yan was so excited that he couldn't understand: "Can I touch your wings? And claws, arms?"

Kleist's wings flapped from behind to in front of Chi Yan's body.

The pure black feathers were radiant in the sun. Chi Yan turned around with admiration on his face. He stretched out his hand and stroked Kleist's wings with the lightest effort in his life.

The feathers are soft, but the edges are sharp and smooth to the touch.

Chi Yan couldn't hold back when he touched it. If the edges were not too sharp, Chi Yan would still want to bury his head in Kleist's wings.

That must feel great!He used to hear from a girl at the same table that she had a cat at home. Whenever she was tired from doing homework, she would bury her face in the cat's belly and take a few deep breaths. .

Pity.

The regret in Chi Yan's eyes was very obvious.

"Don't like it?" Kleist asked in a low voice.

His voice has also changed, hoarse, deeper, more magnetic, more seductive.

If Chi Yan were to describe it, borrowing the words that were popular on the Internet before he traveled, it would be a voice that could make people's ears pregnant.

Fascinating.

Chi Yan withdrew his hand and shook his head vigorously: "I like it, but the edges of your feathers are too sharp, and I can't bury my face in them."

He doesn't think Kleist's current appearance is scary at all, he thinks Kleist's appearance is more charming than a human form.

Chi Yan's body was about to move, he bit his lower lip and thought - I didn't expect that I had the potential to be a pervert.

With Kleist like this, it's hard for him not to make up other pictures.

In particular, Kleist was not wearing any clothes. Although the bottom of his hip bones were all black, he had everything he should have.

Chi Yan took a deep breath, if he had needle eyes, it must be Kleist's fault.

After he finished speaking, Chi Yan obviously felt Kleist's wings tremble, but only slightly.

He looked at Kleist, who stared at him with dark eyes: "Bury it."

As if they were doing something serious and significant.

Chi Yan rubbed his face, and really buried himself in Kleist's wings, the soft feathers touched his cheeks, if it wasn't for Chi Yan's face, he wanted to strip himself naked and bury him in it. It needs to be comfortable and gentle, he is buried in it with nostalgia, comfortable and safe.

I have no idea how idiot I am doing now.

When Chi Yan had buried enough, he began to touch Kleist's claws and arms.

Kleist's body is very cold and icy. The scales on his arms are like the dragon scales Chi Yan saw when he was playing games. They are layered on top of each other. They feel like smooth iron sheets to the touch, but they are not as strong. It feels like a metal, but like a gem. Chi Yan wanted to hold Kleist's claw, but Kleist withdrew his hand.

Kleist's claws are all black, long and sharp.

"It will hurt you." Kleist looked down at Chi Yan, who was surrounded by his wings.

These hands were destined not to be able to hug his lover. They were not only sharp, but also poisonous. Chi Yan would die if he touched them lightly.

Chi Yan looked up at Kleist, his eyes were bright, as if Kleist was his most precious treasure.

"Kleist, have I ever told you that you are the most beautiful person and the most beautiful demon I have ever seen?"

It's almost as if Kleist was tailor-made for his aesthetic.

Kleist's tense nerves finally relaxed. He knew what the human race looked like when facing the demons. They were timid and cowardly, and they were already considered a courageous few people who fainted after being frightened.

So Kleist just stood there, allowing Chi Yan to do something to him.

Chi Yan said to Kleist after finishing his addiction, "You must be a gift from God to me."

Kleist perfectly fits all of Chi Yan's fantasies about the western fantasy world.

He is powerful and beautiful, like a strange creature in a picture book.

Just when Chi Yan looked at Kleist with a dazed gaze, the wings surrounding him suddenly drew closer. Both Chi Yan and Kleist were wrapped in this small space, and all the light was covered by black Covered by his wings, Chi Yan couldn't see anything, he could only feel Kleist standing in front of him.

He could feel Kleist's cold temperature.

Krystal breathed.

The sound of his own breathing.

Slowly, their breathing became the same pace.

Chi Yan felt very hot, and he groped in the dark.

He touched Kleist's scaleless skin, which should be the seat of the other's ribs. It was very cold and cold. Chi Yan hugged Kleist's waist and let out a comfortable sigh.

This afternoon, Chi Yan and Kleist stayed in the woods until night, the stars were shining in the night sky, and there were insects and birds singing in their ears.

When Chi Yan woke up, he found himself lying in Kleist's arms.

He blushed and went to pick up the clothes that fell on the ground.

Already covered in dirt and dust, he didn't want to put the dress back on, but he had no choice.

You can't just walk back so frankly.

He is not a fan of performance art.

It was Kleist who had the foresight to put the clothes on the branches early, clean and without ashes.

Kleist has returned to his human form, and he walked towards Chi Yan in such a bold manner, without any cover, unlike his original form, now his bayonet is more conspicuous, although it is retracted into the scabbard, it is still a little scary , like a small monster raised by a big monster.

The little monster greeted Chi Yan with its teeth and claws.

Chi Yan was startled, his face was still red, and his heart was beating fast.

"Dirty?" Kleist obviously knew what Chi Yan was hesitating about.

Chi Yan quickly put the clothes on himself, and went back to fetch water and wipe it off. He is not a delicate person, so why should he be so particular about it.

"Not too much! I'm ready! Let's go back!" Chi Yan walked forward with his head sullen.

Kleist walked behind him with a gentle smile on his face.

Chi Yan was a gift from heaven to him.

Save him from the abyss, not under the abyss, but his own inner cage.

Hatred of all things in the world occupied his whole life.

From the beginning of his birth, when he was conscious, he was trapped, out of sight, his ears were always screaming, his nose was always smelling of blood, and cannibalism was the norm under the abyss.

The demons live like walking corpses, they just live for the sake of living, and they don't know what to do.

Chi Yan noticed that Kleist was not behind him, so he turned around and shouted to Kleist who was not far away: "If you don't come here again, I'll go back by myself!"

Kleist strode towards Chi Yan.

Perhaps fate did not abandon him and let him slip into another tunnel leading to the bottomless abyss.

Instead, it opened up a new path for him.

There is light at the end of that road.

The man held out his hand against the light.

Kleist walked up to Chi Yan's side and took Chi Yan's hand.

The two walked side by side.

No... Chi Yan is much shorter than Kleist, not above his shoulders.

-

Mrs. Campbell was sitting in the room, and the maid helped her to undress and lie down. Mrs. Campbell slowly lay down on the bed. When the maid was about to close the window, Mrs. Campbell suddenly said, "Don't close it."

The maid backed away.

Mrs. Campbell looked at the night sky outside the window. In the dark night sky, there were stars twinkling and reflecting each other.

She often let out a sigh of relief. She has been pretending for a long time, and she can no longer tell whether she is a human or a demon.

The maid left the room, and she was alone in the room.

Mrs. Campbell changed back to her original shape, and a long snake suddenly appeared on the bed where a person was supposed to be lying. The fiery red long snake had a pair of human eyes, and tears flowed down. It rolled and wriggled on the bed. Dark red tumors, densely packed, covered its whole body.

It was a gift from her mother.

When she was young, she was terrified by her original shape, she was getting thinner day by day, afraid to go out of her room, and trapped herself in the dark.

She has heard the legends of the demons and knows that the demons live under the abyss. She would rather live under the abyss herself, where she is not a monster.

Until her mother told her that this was a gift from their ancestors.

Their true forms are stronger, more powerful, and better able to survive harsh environments than their human counterparts.

"Koria, good boy, don't be afraid, you have to trust your intuition."

"One day, you'll know what to do and how to do it."

"Mom is about to die, you have to remember, you have to eat all of your mother's flesh and blood, only in this way can you grow healthier and stronger."

The long snake returned to its original form, and she touched her neck.

She remembered the feeling of her mother's blood sliding down her throat and into her body.

That burning sensation, pain, and despair tortured her every moment.

She has never had a child. She was pregnant with a child, but she managed to get rid of it.

She doesn't want her children to go through what she went through again.

Mom, I grew up obediently and became strong. I listened to you and followed my intuition.

Mom, will you come to see me in your dream tonight and praise me for being a good girl?

Mrs. Campbell fell asleep.

Her arrival gave Chi Yan a huge harvest. Not only did she bring a whole load of herbal medicines, but she also had several books on herbal medicines that she had sorted out by herself. There were not only words, but also pictures in them, and the pictures were very good, no? Abstraction, but realism, and even write clearly the function of each herb and where it basically grows.

There are even records of the leaves that Chi Yan chewed to relieve toothache.

The herbs are all named by Mrs. Campbell herself.

Most of the names are very simple. For example, the herbal medicine that relieves Chi Yan's toothache is called hemp grass.

It was born on the edge of a cliff, and it was difficult to obtain. After smashing it and applying it on the human skin, that piece of skin will lose consciousness, but it can only last for half a day.

There are also herbs to stop bleeding, and even colds.

Basically everything is covered.

Mrs. Campbell did not hide her secrets, and handed over all the herbal medicine books she had sorted out to Chi Yan.

And also promised to bring apprentices.

But she already has two apprentices, both of them are demons, but everyone thinks that these two demons are her children.

"They're very good," said Mrs. Campbell, with a smile on her face when she mentioned the two children. "And very clever, my lord. They will be very useful."

She tried her best to rescue these two little demons. There are demons on this land, but they are rare in number, and most of them are of mixed blood. They were not exiled to the abyss hundreds or thousands of years ago. The blood left by the demons below.

The demon race is a race with very strong genes, no matter how many generations of mixed blood, the traits of the demon race will still remain on the body.

And there will still be two forms, but they are not as powerful as the pure-blooded ones, but they can better integrate into the environment.

If there is no accident, or if they show their true form, no one will know that they are demons.

These two demon children, one is called Hei and the other is called Bai.

Mrs. Campbell did not give them a name, but only a code name, which collided with the black under Kleist.

So this little one became little black.

Xiao Hei is a girl and Xiao Bai is a boy. The two children are probably twins. They look almost exactly the same, and they don't see any lively and innocent children. They are very similar to Mrs. Campbell, and they rarely talk, but Mrs. Campbell has With the beauty of fragility and weakness, these two children are as indifferent as bystanders.

Mrs. Campbell taught them very well. They could identify all the herbs in the book, and they knew how to use them, they could pick them, and they knew how to prepare them.

"You can stay here from now on." Chi Yan said to Mrs. Campbell, "Don't worry, you are safe here."

Mrs. Campbell smiled at Chi Yan, with the beauty of Xizi: "My lord, I want to see Benedict."

Chi Yan looked at her.

Mrs. Campbell said softly: "I lied to him for so many years, it's time for him to know the truth."

Chi Yan suddenly remembered the rumors about Mrs. Campbell and Benedict.

Mrs. Campbell also guessed what Chi Yan was thinking. She smiled and said, "I love him, but not a woman's love for a man, but a mother's love for her child."

"I've been pampering him, I thought he'd be a happy guy forever, not worrying about anything, but..."

The smile on her face was a bit bitter: "It's time for him to recognize the truth. If he hates me, I will admit it too."

She still remembered that when she met Benedict for the first time, the half-grown child was full of hostility towards her, and he thought that as a stepmother, she would harm him.

Just like her when she was a child, she was full of vigilance against anyone, and erected the thorns on her body to protect herself.

So she approached him, loved him, and pampered him.

He hated his father, so she killed her husband, and he didn't like managing the territory, so she took care of it.

He likes all kinds of beauties, and she will cooperate with him. As long as she loves beauties as much as he does, he will not hide it from her.

Mrs. Campbell looked at Chi Yan, and she suddenly sighed: "My lord, you must have a very good mother."

Chi Yan rubbed his nose, he also thought of his mother.

"My mother is the most nagging and vicious woman in the world." Chi Yan remembered that when he went to a black Internet cafe to surf the Internet, his mother dragged him home and beat him up with a broom and stir-fried meat, making him howl, but he also Thinking of his acute appendicitis in the middle of the night when he was a child, his father was on a business trip, and his thin mother carried him to the hospital in the middle of the night, and she couldn't get a taxi on the way. She ran more than a dozen streets and carried him to the hospital. of.

Before the operation, she held his hand tightly: "Don't be afraid, the baby is not afraid, mom is here."

Chi Yan had an expression of crying and laughing: "But she is very good, and she is the most important person in my life."

Mrs. Campbell smiled: "I still haven't learned how to be a mother."

Even if Benedict hated her, she would tell him the truth.

As soon as Mrs. Campbell finished saying this, Cady ran over in a panic. He stood at the door with an anxious expression on his face, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

"My lord! Someone broke into the territory!"

Chi Yan became nervous: "Is it a robber?"

Cardi panicked and said upside down: "It's a father and son, father and son, they, they look, they look terrible!"

Chi Yan raised his leg: "I'll go and have a look."

Cardi yelled, "My lord! You can't go!"

Chi Yan and Mrs. Campbell looked at him together.

Kadi swallowed: "My lord, it may be... the plague..."

plague.

Even Chi Yan's eyes widened now.

That's right, when the city is in such chaos, many people will die, and no one collects the corpses, and cremation is not popular.

As soon as there are more corpses, rats run rampant, and countless creatures in the gutter will crawl out to spread germs.

If the plague was brought by rats, then in this era, there is no cure but death.

The toxaemic plague was the Black Death that killed one-third of the total population in the Middle Ages in Europe.

Chi Yan reacted almost instantly: "Everyone wear masks! Don't let that father and son in!"

"People who came into contact with them...all were taken to the empty house, one person to one room."

Even Chi Yan, who didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, kept praying in his heart after saying this.

I pray that what the father and son contracted was not the plague, not the Black Death.

I don't know if God heard his prayer.