Hunter Fan - Snake

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In this enclosed space, she wriggled on the ground, twitching her body like a maggot, approaching the tall figure not far away, it was a man, half naked, only wearing a worn-out animal skin Shorts, the muscles of the body form a beautiful shape one by one, blond hair, and thick-framed facial features.

The fingers twitched uncontrollably, tensing together with the dead nerves.She bit her lips, and her teeth were clenched tightly, as if she wanted to use that force to restrain the twitching of her body that was about to collapse.The ten fingers were clasped into the palm, and the dark red blood flowed along the fingers, like a stream, non-stop.

She took a deep breath of air, half stood up abruptly, and then raised her neck to breathe heavily, filling her lungs and allowing her brain, which had been stimulated by pain, to recover a certain amount of thinking ability.

Her legs were trembling, and she couldn't stand up straight, but she still moved with all her strength, slowly opened the distance, and stretched her arms to bite at the moment when she returned to the cage rationally, it was very deep and painful.

After walking for a long time, she stopped when she couldn't smell anything. She squatted down and clenched her fists on the ground while panting. The land was black, the sky was red, the branches were burnt, intricate and intricate. Intertwined together, as if the flesh-and-blood lovers snuggle up with the remaining warmth.

She calmed down, her breathing gradually eased, and she let go of the hands she held a little bit. She leaned against the burning tree trunk, closed her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking.

The distance is far away, so it shouldn't hurt him. Mr. Wojin can't be stimulated or distracted. If he is around, he will easily fail.

As she thought about it, she raised her head and hit the branch with a click, her eyes were tightly closed and her brows were locked, as if she was warning deeply, the pure white dress on her body was stained with a little muddy water, black and black with flaws.

She didn't care, but felt that the slight pain couldn't suppress the itching in her throat. She opened her eyes, revealing a small gap. She looked down at the hand hanging by her side, her eyebrows bent downward, with a helpless expression on her face. Then he muttered to himself, "Is it too reluctant...Father God really didn't forgive me..."

She said, with inexplicable forbearance, her throat became more and more thirsty, the itching was so unbearable that it could drive people crazy, what was missing, what was always looking for.

She is a devil, a blood-sucking devil, a witch, how could she have a heart as a witch?Mr. is such a gentle person, if Mr. Wojin dies, will he be sad?It will be sad, then if she turns him into a devil, will the husband be angry?

The devil, is the devil, like her, sucks blood for a living.

Her whole body convulsed, twitching continuously, like a leech that was about to burn, twisting her body constantly, trying to stay away from the hot fire source.

She arched her waist, her black hair turned light yellow in an instant, like withered wheat germ ears, with a dull feeling, her hair covered most of her face, and her black thick-rimmed glasses It hung obliquely on the bridge of her nose, and she didn't have the strength to help it, so she could only hang it there.

The lips are pale and pale, reminiscent of the midnight monster, a ghost that corrupts the flesh and obtains eternal survival.

Suddenly she wanted to fall asleep, and fell asleep deeply and sweetly. In her sleep, she had her brother, her father and mother, and of course Ming Jing, that very obedient girl with beautiful dancing and beautiful eyes.

She fell asleep, falling into a deep sleep in her wild thoughts, with her head hanging down, leaning against her chest, with a curvature around her lips, the kind of angle that would make people feel relaxed and gentle, with a precise height of 45 centimeters.

After falling asleep, she began to dream, dreaming of her brother, father, mother and Mingjing.

'Killed you, should have killed you, you devil! '

'Why?Shallow water...'

'Senior sister, senior sister, this year's cherry blossoms are beautiful, let's go for a picnic. '

'Shallow water confession, to God, you will be saved. '

After falling asleep, she began to dream, dreaming of her original life, an angry mother, a kind father, a compassionate brother, and a bright mirror, a very good mirror.

In a trance, she stood up, closed her eyes and moved forward, with light footsteps and flying hair, which was light yellow, like ears of malt, dry without any luster, very dry.

She swallowed the saliva accumulated in her mouth, slipped her Adam's apple, and stretched her arms to carve imprints in the air. Slowly, she soared up, taking steps in mid-air, like a butterfly, dancing gracefully, very Beauty is beautiful.

In an instant, flames appeared, growing continuously in the dark red sky light, burning up, wrapping around her skirt violently, changing her clothes, opening her eyes, a single pupil was emitting golden red light, That belonged to the vampire princess.

She walked towards the place she left just now, not very far away, and suddenly she smiled, which was different from the usual smile, it was the kind of arc with a strange meaning, coupled with the delicate face, the strange eyes looked even more bewitching.

She was condescending, looking at the man lying flat on the ground, animal skin shorts, strong muscles, a good... food.

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It was a starless night, in that gloomy deep house compound, all European-style buildings stood on the geographical position halfway up the mountain, the glass was painted, the decoration was cross, and the floor was covered with marble and broken flowers.

The door was open, and there were two people standing in the middle of the hall, a tall man wearing a black suit and tie with a pattern of stripes.The other is a shorter girl with a slender figure, the one with pretty short hair that reaches the ears, and the dress is white, pure white.

They were arguing about something, the girl lowered her head and looked at her toes, the expression was too far away to make it difficult to see her expression, but she could still look at the mouth that bit her lower lip, and the force left marks on her lips.

The man had a serious face, and his mouth kept moving, as if he was cursing, but also as if he was teaching, using sharp words.

The girl listened quietly, the incandescent light of the crystal lamp on the ceiling of the hall glowing on the top of her jet-black hair.

Probably because of the loud noise, it disturbed the hostess, and a woman came down from the zigzag floor, wearing an exaggerated lace tutu skirt, with a precious diamond ring on her slender fingers, and a matching neckband on her neck. Hanging with gold and silver pendant jewelry, she stopped halfway on the floor, showing disgust and obvious disdain on her lazy and delicate face.

The woman stretched out her hand to fan the wind, took in the coolness for a while, moved her lipsticked mouth, even if she didn't listen, she could make a general idea, and it wouldn't be a good word.

When the man saw the woman coming down, he frowned, waved to the girl to tell her to go down, turned around and went up the floor, and when he passed by the woman, he took her by the waist and led her into the aisle.

The girl stood still, still biting her lip, pulling the hem of the skirt with both hands, and there were unformed wrinkles on the smooth hem.

Until the figures of the man and the woman were no longer visible, the girl raised her head, her strange eyes shone with unknown halos, the ones on the left were deep black, and the ones on the right were circles of pupils, exuding a seductive aura. Light, golden red.

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She stood motionless on top of the man's head, the hem of the changed style was automatic without wind, shaking beautiful lines, the wounds on her body healed automatically, and regenerated at an extremely fast speed.

The red-gold eyes stared at the expression on the man's face, carefully not letting go of the slightest bit, even the shrinkage of the capillary pores.Enjoying the distorted expression of the man struggling with different blood, the extreme twitching of facial nerves, and the uncontrollable spasms of his body.

She licked her lips and fell straight down. The thinness of the high-altitude oxygen flow made her laugh out excitedly.He stopped less than one centimeter away from the man, opened his hands in the air, as if he was embracing something, his clothes were elegant, the corners of his lips were pale and red, as if stained with blood, that kind of too magnificent color.

She touched the man's face, the rough feeling was conveyed to the brain through the fingertips, first the eyebrows, then the eyes, the tangled brows, the high nose bridge and the full lips, and then down to the neck, her fingers stopped moving, Stay and linger where the arterial blood flows.

Warm touch, underneath is a liquid that can make her feel more comfortable, beautiful bright red, the blood produced by a strong body, people in this world are so nice, so what if you can become a devil if you can have this kind of prey ?

She opened her eyes, her golden-red pupils were half-closed, the corners of her eyes were curved, and the corners of her lips were curved, but they were at different angles.

"Good boy, do you want a dream? I can give it to you, as long as you exchange it with bright red blood, how about it? It's a good price." She opened and closed her mouth, saying dreamlike things in a childish voice. Words, dreaming, thinking of dreams, there is no struggle, only happiness, eternal happiness.

With a muffled laugh, she lowered her head and kissed her strong neck. The warm body gave off unparalleled pleasure, and one could imagine the wonderful taste, the sticky and smooth aroma, like the liquid of high-end wine.

Kissing and touching, she opened her lips to reveal her white teeth. The sharp teeth were like a knife, polished to a shine when they were unsheathed.

"Meow~" The meow of a cat, though subtle and clearly audible, was like that of a crying baby, crying loudly with a hoarse throat.

She regained her senses, looked at the neck where the blood vessels were almost visible, her eyes widened, the golden red pupils flickered and lost their brilliance, and returned to overlapping black.

She fell to the ground, the speed of falling was not satisfactory, but extremely fast, avoiding the man under her, she hit the ground, the severe pain made her curl up, bit her lips and did not make a sound.

She turned her head and looked at the black kitten lying on the scorched tree branch not far away. Its body was pitch-black and its lips were moving. She called out, "Corpse..."

She felt terrified, curled up on the black ground, and looked at the dark red sky from the corner of her eye, where the scorched tree trunks were intricately entangled to form a terrifying shape.

Biting her lips, she climbed up and leaned on the man's neck. Her steady breathing made her relax, and she took a breath, and she held her breath.The pain in his whole body went deep into the bone marrow, he raised his hand to cover his mouth, and his wide eyes contracted violently.

She needs to be patient, it will be fine after a while, as long as it lasts for a while, Mr. Wojin will wake up, and then he can rest.

She was thinking, closing her eyes, not paying attention to the black cat lying on the tree branch not far away, concentrating on suppressing the instinctive desire that even Mebius could not control.

Just a little bit, just a little bit, a little bit of blood, to quench thirst, but she didn't want to do that, it would remind her of her father, her mother and her elder brother.

They are all people she loves, she likes them very much, her mother is very beautiful, and she likes to dance very much, she learns to be appreciated, just one sentence is enough.

My father is so kind, although the expression on his face is always so serious, and he will teach and teach when he makes a small mistake, but he is very gentle.

Brother, not to mention my brother, the brother who believes in something is so merciful, the prayer and mass are all taught by her brother, she likes it very much, very, very much.

As she thought about it, she tightened her body more and more, frowned, and bit her lip with her teeth, thinking that she would not feel the pain anymore, it would not hurt, wait a while, it will pass.

Just...for a while.

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