A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

Sure enough, it was the red-haired woman.

The burgundy waist-length hair exuded an intoxicating scent, and that face was undoubtedly extremely beautiful, but Cloris still couldn't remember the other person's appearance.

The woman sucked Cairui's index finger and said with a smile, "Is it a hallucination?"

Cloris saw that the veins on her forehead were throbbing. Although she hadn't been taken any further, it was considered a real humiliation.

The girl concentrated and took a deep breath.

The chaos of the brain makes perception subtle.

dream.

Cloris asked: "Is what I saw in the lounge earlier a dream constructed by you?"

The woman was slightly surprised, and narrowed her eyebrows appreciatively: "You have a very special inspiration, and you have entered the dream of little Kay."

Cloris caught the clue of the red-haired woman's previous words: If she had cut the thread just now, Bellanca would really die.

The girl pulled Bellan in the water to the shore with a thread, and the latter fell into a drowsy sleep.

A dream that will feedback and hurt reality——

"You are a dream walker." Cloris confirmed, "This is a collective dream, where the psychic matter emanating from our souls blends together, so after being injured, the injury will be directly reflected from the soul to the body."

The soul and flesh of most lives are closely related, and any injury will trigger a chain reaction.At the same time, for Cloris, who plans to integrate the [Dream Walker], she is very clear about the nature of the collective dream.

Dream builders can build dreams in their own consciousness and soul, and have the advantage of introducing enemies into their own world, but it consumes a lot of energy and energy, and there are also risks. Therefore, there is another dream building method: Using the emanating ectoplasm and loaded thoughts in the environment to create collective dreams externally.

In the collective dream, individual dream builders can freely change and create the dream content according to the dream builder's wishes.However, when the number of dream participants increases and they realize that this is a dream, the participants' cognition, common sense and vision are different from those of the dream builder, so they will add "constraints" to the dream.

In short, in the collective dream, everyone has pseudo-administrative authority. You think sows can climb trees, but I don’t think so. When conflicts arise between these thoughts, the rules of the collective dream will be compromised. direction of development.

When there are enough participants, part of the psychic matter that carries consciousness is permanently fixed in the dream and becomes the cornerstone of the rules, the difference from reality will become smaller and smaller, and the individual's ability to interfere with the dream will be weaker, and it will become more real and influential. reality.

And the ultimate collective dream world has a ready-made case-Dreamland.

Cloris is sure that the other party can create dreams so easily, the level must not be limited to [Dream Walker], and there is a high probability that they have high-level skills.

She was aware of this collective dream, but when facing the red-haired woman, she was still completely at a disadvantage.

As the builder of the dream, the red-haired woman naturally has a superior dominance.

"You know a lot," said the red-haired woman, who is naked and has a hot figure that is uniquely attractive, "I'm getting more and more interested in you—"

"True punishment! You!" Cloris suddenly jumped up regardless of the slipping towel, and the whole bathroom was engulfed in colored threads—in dreams, the touch of threads and voids will also be attached to all kinds of inexplicable consciousness Fragments will affect the shape.

The girl closed all five fingers, and wrapped the net towards the red-haired woman. The latter turned into a red mist and floated away from the seam of the net. The woman couldn't dodge in time and smashed one wall after another. When she reached the boundary of the dream, she shuttled from the other end. She vomited a mouthful of blood and was grabbed by Cloris' neck.

"I really want to kill me!" The red-haired woman marveled at the girl's decisiveness without leaving any room. Her chest was only slightly flattened by the hammer of the tentacle wrist, and bruises spread. With the hand and the thread, grasping the touch of the void, the latter can no longer be blurred in the dream. Although it is more powerful, it is not as easy to retract and release as in reality.

The woman's long and slender arms were burning, bringing out afterimages. The six tentacles were unable to break through her changing techniques. Every thread of Cloris's weird angles was always burned just right.

"You have revealed another trump card, Disciple of the Void." The red-haired woman's eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons.

"You've also exposed your cards, Succubus." Cloris swept over the scales on the opponent's arm, the black horns on his forehead, and the long, thin tail from the tailbone.

The other party is not [Dream Walker], but also [Dream Walker].

She doesn't need chimera skills at all, the talent of succubus is innate.

"There are still plenty of cards, even though we don't have any clothes on," the red-haired woman smiled charmingly, "but who do you think will be picked up first among us?"

"Bitch!" Cloris scolded, "I didn't provoke you, what did you do to sneak up on me!"

"I just want to kiss you, to see if you can make me estrus," the red-haired woman said sadly, touching her heart, "Who knew that you would kill me if you shot me, so you want me to die?"

"You want to fuck me?" Cloris frowned.

Being asked this question, the latter hesitated instead. She thought about answering: "I'm not sure, it's just that your soul smells delicious, positive emotions are always so attractive, and of course, you look good when you're angry..." Finally, the red-haired woman showed a cute and ignorant smile, "Why don't we try dating first?"

Cloris thought the succubus was crazy.

Either she was crazy, or she was crazy.

Or maybe, this is just a trap in the dream.

The girl didn't answer directly. She often gave in to Arista, but in essence, she was a domineering person, and even this character might have been subtly influenced by the correctional institution.

She laughed contemptuously: "You are worthy of such a dirty thing?"

Cloris has confirmed that the teleportation arranged by Wojty on the Ring of the Void can still penetrate dreams, otherwise she would have to submit to the surface of the succubus and dare not be so arrogant.

Faced with such a prejudice, the red-haired woman approached Cloris tentatively around the bath, she was still very afraid of the blow from the Touch of the Void.

"So you like pure women?" She stepped forward, seeing that Cloris did not move, she raised the girl's chin with her index finger cautiously and provocatively, "If I say, I am cleaner than any virgin, you Will you choose to be fucked by me?" The woman slowly bent her knees, scraped down with her index finger little by little, and finally knelt on the ground, looking up at the girl, "Or do you prefer a more submissive whore? My lord..."

The succubus' body flew out again and hit the ceiling.

Cloris didn't let up a bit.

That's the legendary succubus who sucks the dead, it's a devil!The virtues of demons are "well-known" all over the world, and if they make X transactions with demons, they may be sold into hell as slaves.

Cloris also felt that she was a little bit like Alista, but she didn't reject this feeling.Only to the enemy would she reveal such a "horrible" side.In essence, this is just a kind of protective color for girls in the face of danger.

She tried to make a not-so-authentic smirk: "You like being a bitch so much, so how many eyes can you get pierced by tentacles?!"

"As many as you like—"

The voice came from the side, and Cloris hurriedly withdrew her tentacles and was about to fight back, but all her movements disappeared under the opponent's outstanding fighting skills. Then I can only subdue you first, savage girl, uh, what's your name?"

Cloris hit the red-haired woman's trembling chest with a hammer, and the touch of the void forced her back again. Her thoughts raced, thinking about the woman's movements.

She has never learned wrestling, and her previous fights relied purely on brute strength, agility, and perception of skills. She never thought that pure fighting could be so impeccable.

The fire didn't reach him.

Don't want to burn me?

Cloris thought, shaking her head.

Maybe it's a devil's trap.

Anyone who is molested by a strange woman for no reason, or a dangerous and deadly demon, can't be pleasing to the eye—especially when he is still in a weak state.

Cloris felt she might accept women, but not in this way.

It would be great if there is 【Doctor Shadow Puppet】.Cloris thought.

[Doctor Shadow Puppet] can temporarily take away part of the opponent's mysterious characteristics and use it in the touch or line of the void.

"Can you stop hitting here every time!" The red-haired woman rubbed the wound and complained, it was the first time she felt so troublesome.

Moreover, the fighting experience of the girl in front of her seemed to be improving rapidly, and she was able to flexibly manipulate her wrists to deal with her with her clumsy fists and legs.

Cloris did not respond, but thought about the weakness of the succubus——

None of the books explicitly document the succubus' weaknesses.

Although countless people claim that succubi are promiscuous and lascivious, and they have compiled countless stories and scarlet novels that attract people's energy, but in serious demonology, they are quite mysterious existences.

It is said that the succubus lives in the legendary land of Lesvos in the misty world, but so far, no book has recorded the specific coordinates of Lesvos Island.

There are, however, many companion abilities and lewd lines purportedly involving succubi that have survived, lending authenticity to those claims.

This just shows the mystery and fear of this species.

So when a succubus was about to be auctioned off by the Phoenixtail Butterfly Firm, countless merchants came here especially for it.

"What are you thinking?" the red-haired woman asked with a smile.

"If you are really sincere, tell me how to kill you." Cloris adjusted her breathing and regained her physical strength—or, in other words, the physical strength in the dream.

"Let me taste your pleasure, and if you make me heat, I'll tell you." The red-haired woman put one hand on her ribs and one hand under the flower, showing a perfect hazy figure, but Cloris Still can't remember her face, only remember her voice, "Are you really not thinking about going deep into me? I have never missed a woman before."

Cloris snorted: "It really is a bitch."

The red-haired woman pursed her lips, seeming a little unhappy. Her right hand caught red flames, and the temperature in the air suddenly rose, and even exuded a confusing and seductive atmosphere: "You like violence! Only you can be proud of it." Destroy your advantage first, and then you will know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

"Come and try it—"

The water was tumbling, and the girl and the woman wrestled together again. Only Bellanka still had her eyes closed and her brows furrowed, as if she had fallen into a hot, bad dream.

132. Phoenixtail Butterfly Auction ([-])

Slightly drunk.

Every time the red-haired woman lifts her hand and wrist, it will evoke a gust of mixed consciousness. Those wind-like barriers compress Cloris's movement space, tearing bloodstains on the girl's torso, but what is exposed under the bloodstains is not Dripping blood, but flickering fragments of the picture.

Those pictures are the consciousness left in this place, which can be traced back as far as a few months ago. The pictures of white and delicate bodies squeezed Cloris's thinking, as if the people in those pictures trembled every time. The waist comes from her.

The subtle empathy made people flush.

As long as there are people, their thoughts and memories will leave ectoplasm. The more recently the esoteric matter is spilled, the easier it is to restore. The concentration of the remaining esoteric matter will be diluted with time, and the less content can be traced back.

This is the reason why Wojty first told Cloris that she should learn to "close her brain".

In essence, it is to reduce the divergence of spiritual matter to the outside world and lock thoughts in the depths of consciousness.

Now, the red-haired woman uses the ability to manipulate dreams to forcefully transmit the scenes of carnival that happened here into the girl's consciousness, forming a sympathetic feeling.

The pleasure of these sympathies weakens the will to resist.

Cloris flipped through countless mixed images in her consciousness. In this situation, it was even more difficult for her, who was already at a disadvantage, to distract herself from fighting the red-haired woman.

Cloris with red-hot skin bit her lower lip, straight and sharp lines stretched out between her sword fingers, she cut overlapping triangles in the palm of her hand, and the weightless blood rained down on the red-haired woman like a torrential rain, every time The grains are connected with threads.

In the dream, her blood at this moment contains determination and tyranny, and these emotions can be transformed into the strength of the dream.

"Are you crazy!" The red-haired woman dodged through the mist and stopped playing. She suddenly appeared in front of Cloris, with one hand resting on the other's lower abdomen, and countless red threads gushed out of the girl's body at her will. Instead, the girl was bound by her hands and feet and hung under the vines on the ceiling.

The red-haired woman breathed a sigh of relief.

She has always had the chance to win, and she has no intention of hurting Cloris, but if the other party messes up in a way of self-defeating [-] yuan, the will to resist is so resolute, it is easy to go wrong.

The red-haired woman reached out and pinched the girl's face, almost being bitten back.

"You...she...Mom..." Cloris was entangled more and more tightly, and she felt that she was split into two parts, one part was indulging in the joy of fantasy, and the other part was furious because of this treatment, "Take your hand open!"

The red-haired woman stroked Cloris's half-wet hair, looked at the cherry lips with tooth marks, and wanted to kiss her, but saw that pair of black crystal eyes were light red. , give up again.

The girl in front of her was the only delicacy she had ever seen in her life, but she didn't want to have sex in a violent way, nor did she really have an inseparable fascination with the person in front of her.

If it were any other woman, under her charm offensive, even if she wanted to resist, it would only be a symbolic refusal to welcome.

The red-haired woman makes those women obsessed with themselves, savoring the pleasures of their dreams, and if they find their own happiness from it, they will enter the so-called succubus' estrus period.

Estrus is an important ritual in the growth process of a succubus, and it is the only way for self-evolution. No matter how strong a succubus is and how many years it has lived, only after the estrus passes can it truly enter adulthood.

The complete estrus and period behaviors are called "holy baptism" by succubus.

For the first time, Cloris let her understand what is meant by "twisted melons are not sweet".

Despite this, the red-haired woman still tried to attack Cloris's dignity: "You scold, the more you scold people, the more excited they will be... If it's really as chaste as you say...you twist your waist and do it again!" what?"

Cloris hated her teeth so much that she had communicated her consciousness with the Ring of the Void.

Seeing the girl's silent gaze, the red-haired woman froze, and instantly realized that the other party still had a backhand.

Is it burn together?

The red-haired woman sighed, and the sweet and sensual fragrance lingered in Cloris' nostrils. She removed the gale of illusions and restored Cloris's occupied consciousness.

The girl stared at her expressionlessly.

"Are you so repulsive to women?" The frustrated red-haired woman was a little resentful, and regretted that she had not learned all the ways to seduce people when she studied at the Lesvos Succubus Academy in her early years.

She felt that with her charm, no matter what kind of man or woman she should be able to catch.

"I just don't want to be dirty by a bitch." Cloris doesn't care about the other party's tricks and tricks. She can't succumb to people, let alone demons?

"That's a pity," the red-haired woman was not discouraged. Once she was born twice, as long as she didn't form an irresolvable hatred when the other party strongly resisted, she would always have a chance. She played on Cloris' collarbone. She took a sniff, winking like silk, "The scent of a virgin...you'll be begging me to get dirty one day, beg me...uh...a bitch."

"I'm going to skin you and hang it on the fireplace as a stuffed animal!"

"The sharpness of the tongue is useless, and you will be reluctant at that time," the red-haired woman sucked her finger, and imprinted the scent on Cloris' lips, "Remember Veronica's taste, one day in the future you will Hold me tight and call me with the sound of water running under your waist... what is your name?"

Cloris took a bite, but was dodged. Seeing that the other party had no intention of further humiliating her, she said indifferently, "If you don't do anything, get out."

"It's so savage, you have such a strong character, Void Disciple..." The succubus moved intentionally, twisting himself, "I hope to meet you again in the future, little wild cat... just call you little wild cat, you know Lai Swarth's cat?"

"roll!!!"

Cloris also growled like a cat, but this time, the red-haired woman pressed her whole body up and hugged her into her arms. The girl grabbed her shoulder and bit her, but the other party didn't hide.

The woman kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear: "That's not okay, unless you say goodbye sincerely, I will defile you before leaving."