Raising Octopus Juvenile

Cecil's body froze instantly.

She didn't expect Lenny to lick this position...

Although she knew very well that Lanney didn't mean that to her, he didn't mean it, he just moved to this part... but she couldn't completely ignore it.

In other words, she cared a lot.

Cecil froze in place, while Lenny was still exploring this untouched area.

It's Cecil's lips.

Soft, sweet, softer and tenderer than the rose petals covered with dew, exuding an indescribable fragrance with one breath.

Just a lick...it made him want to stop.

Involuntarily, Lanny gave another bite on the girl's pink lips.

He didn't use any force, but Cecil was still in pain, and a faint groan overflowed from between his lips and teeth.

Like a juicy ripe fruit, her lips tremblingly ooze a small round blood drop. The delicate fragrance of the girl and the smell of blood are mixed, blending into an extremely sweet and fatal smell——

Lanny's sense of taste was greatly stimulated. He lowered his head instinctively, sucking Cecil's blood-stained lips almost hungrily, while his body was in close contact with her. Cecil was so dizzy by him that he had already forgotten where he was, so he could only hold his waist tightly in the tingling and tingling.

Their breathing is intertwined and their breath is disturbed.

It wasn't until Cecil moaned lowly from pain again that Lenny reluctantly separated from her.

He looked down at the girl in his arms and found that her lower lip had been bit by himself. The bloodshots and toothmarks destroyed the tender lips and made them red and swollen, like a rose drenched in a rainstorm, looking pitiful and alluring.

"Cecile... are you okay?" Lenny was a little guilty, but still reluctant to leave her body.

Cecil's face was already red.

She lifted her long, snow-white eyelashes, her clear blue eyes were as moist and glowing as if they were immersed in clear water, only a light turn made them particularly attractive.

"...What do you mean." Her voice was faint and weak, like the sobbing of a small animal when it first woke up, with a little bit of annoyance.

Lanney's eyes darkened even more.

He lowered his head unconsciously, pressed Cecil's forehead lightly, and then touched the tip of her nose and intertwined his eyes.

"Are you in pain now?" he asked in a low voice.

Cecil bit his lower lip lightly, and his butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly: "A little bit."

Lanny knew that he could no longer bite because he had already hurt Cecil.

But his desire has been ignited, even more and more like a high tide.

"I..." He opened his lips.

"Do you want to continue?" Cecil suddenly answered softly.

Lanny looked at her straight and blinked his blue eyes.

His eyes have explained everything.

Cecil's gaze moved away slightly, and the corners of his lips faintly raised a seeming arc.

"You can control yourself, you won't eat me anyway." She asked in a low voice.

Lanni was silent, his voice low and hoarse: "...Yes."

"……That's good."

Cecil responded in a low voice, then suddenly stretched out his hand and took the initiative to put his arms around Lanny's neck.

Lanny froze for a moment.

In the next second, Cecil took the initiative to press his lips.

She admits that she is now a little confused and intrigued.

Her reason told herself that she couldn't do this, but she couldn't control her body at all.

Stupid Lanny didn't know what a kiss was, he would just bite and lick her over and over again.

But she knows. While she hated why she would react to Lanny's teasing, she begged him to kiss her quickly.

But this dull guy can't kiss at all.

She had no choice but to take the initiative.

Cecil spit on himself silently in his heart, while sucking gently on Lanny's lips.

Lanney's eyes widened slightly because of her bold behavior. Then he raised one hand to tighten her slender waist, and the other hand supported her back of the head, and inserted his fingers into her snow-colored hair to bring her closer to himself.

Cecil sucked Lanny's lips lightly, and Lanny quickly opened his mouth instinctively, revealing a moist, slightly pronged tongue. Cecil slid into his cool mouth and entangled his lips and teeth.

She guided him patiently and tenderly like a teacher who taught him with all his heart. And he was an overly clever student, and he quickly mastered the technique, and he turned his back on the object, and kissed Cecil with a low breath.

Lanney's tongue is different from ordinary people. The temperature is slightly lower, it is soft and creamy, and it is extremely sensitive and irritating when licked.

Cecil had difficulty breathing when he kissed, and his tongue was tingling, and he was almost out of breath.

The two are close to each other, twisted together like two vines. Cecil's body was hot, and immediately felt Lanny's body change.

I almost forgot, although he is just a little octopus, he is also a male animal.

Can't go on any longer, before she completely loses her sanity.

She thought dizzyly, then raised her hand and gently pushed Lanny away.

Lanny was unprepared, she was actually pushed away by such a light. His emerald green eyes were already dark and almost dull, as if bewitched by Cecil, he leaned forward again.

Cecil's face flushed, and her soft, slightly curly hair hung messily on her chest. Seeing him approaching, she hurriedly tightened her lips to stop Lanny from kissing herself.

Seeing this, Lannie moved his eyes down slightly, lowered his head slightly, and bit her small and beautiful chin again. He licked and bitten closely, and his pointed canine teeth were gently grinded. Cecil was so sticky and numb by him, his legs were soft, and he didn't even have the strength to push back.

At this time, a high-pitched weird scream suddenly came from a distance.

"The supreme god! The eternal great creator! The long-sleeping ones who have walked and those who will come! Please give me a response...I have found Him...Please give me eternity...Please come to your kingdom here..."

As a madman was chanting chaotic and incomprehensible prayers, the shrill scream gradually approached in the night.

The two closely adhered were interrupted.

Cecil's brain finally woke up. She glanced at Lanny who looked displeased, and immediately took the opportunity to push him away, and then ran out of the Thorn Garden following the sound, and looked out--

Sure enough, she felt that the call was a bit familiar. It's Keane's voice!

Fortunately, it was not discovered just now.

Cecil pursed his lips with some guilty conscience, and tried to take a deep breath to slow down his beating heart rate as soon as possible.

Keane, who had just been criticized by the deputy dean, did not participate in the dance with the other students at this time, nor did he reflect at home. Instead, he wandered on the empty road alone, yelling crazy and crazy while walking.

Seemingly aware of Cecil's gaze, he suddenly turned his head. The moment he saw Cecil, his eyes suddenly brightened astonishingly, like two glowing light bulbs in the dark night.

"It's you, it's you..." He mumbled vaguely, and slowly approached Cecil.

His condition looks strange.

Cecil frowned slightly: "Kean? What are you doing?"

"It's you... it's you... my sacrament... my afterbirth... His body... hehe... my god... please allow me... please allow me..."

He is like a lunatic lunatic, constantly muttering things that people don't understand.

Cecil vaguely felt bad. Just in case, she raised her right hand, and the faint blue flame slowly condensed in the palm of her hand.

"Kean, you better stay away." Her tone was calm, and her gentle and cold voice faintly spread into the wind, "I won't let my hands down just because you are a classmate."

As if he had understood her warning, Keane stopped and stood rigidly in place.

They are separated by a distance of about ten steps, and there is a grass paved with thorns in between.

Lanny appeared silently behind Cecil, a cold, oppressive chill filled his whole body.

He should be angry now.

Cecil couldn't help but glanced sideways at him secretly.

Lanny lowered his head and gave a light peck on the corner of her lips.

Cecil: "..."

I'm dying, how come this man suddenly turned on some kind of incredible switch!

She turned back immediately, and the roots of her ears that had finally cooled down became hot again.

Keane was still standing in the distance, staring straight at them with frenetic, almost terrifying eyes.

"Ah... the sacrament... the gods... the great creator... the ruler of all things... please see me... please respond to me..."

He muttered vaguely, and soon began to cry, whimper, laugh wildly, and howl like an animal.

"Ahhhhhh...Holy Spirit...please have mercy on me...the supreme Lord..."

Lanny let out a sneer in disgust: "What is it, it's disgusting."

Cecil looked solemn: "It's disgusting, how could it become like this..."

Since Keane returned from disappearance, his appearance has become more and more weird. Now it seems that maybe something strange happened to him during the period of his disappearance.

As the two whispered in low voices, Keane who screamed wildly slowly and suddenly changed strangely.

A line of blood slowly remained at the corner of his mouth, and his eyeballs were raised high, and they kept turning violently when he spoke, as if struggling to jump out of his eye sockets.

Cecil called tentatively: "Kean? What's the matter with you?"

Keane didn't answer her. He was still laughing, crying, and screaming, then suddenly he hugged his head and let out a heart-piercing scream——

In the next second, his neck made a cracking, crack-like sound. In the dim moonlight, Cecil clearly saw three identical heads coming out of his broken neck.

Cecil: "..."

Lanny: "Disgusting."

Keene with four heads can no longer be described by a human being. He has become an ugly, out-and-out monster.

He made a vague and strange sound, and all four heads turned to Cecil. The fish-like convex eyeballs shed sticky blood and tears, which looked even more disgusting than the swollen mermaid that Alex caught.

Cecil slowly held Lanny's cold hand, and his voice was as soft as the wind: "Lanny, are you ready?"

Lanny blinked his eyes unclearly. "Huh?"

The monster named Keane on the opposite side shed **** saliva, and his eyes rolled and made a gurgling sound. He stared at Cecil, suddenly opened the mouths on the four heads, made four muddy low growls, then stepped away from his legs, and ran towards Cecil in the direction of the two of them madly!

"Run!" Cecil's voice was clear, he pulled Lenny up, and ran back quickly.

The Thorn Garden was behind the auditorium. Listening to the hunting wind in her ears, she was chased by the strange and tingling scalp calls behind her, and ran towards the back door of the auditorium even more vigorously.

Lanny was pulled tightly by her and asked curiously as she ran, "Why do you want to run? Can't you kill that thing?"

He doesn't remember Keane's name anymore and can only call him "that thing".

"No! This is the academy, and he is a student here!" Cecil told Lanny nervously, "Never kill him, or we will be in trouble!"

Lanny thoughtfully nodded obediently: "Okay, then don't kill him."

Keane's cry gradually approached, and Cecil finally ran to the back door of the auditorium. The melodious classical music was coming from the auditorium. She remembered that Arnold and Stella were also in it, and quickly turned her head and said to Lanny: "Quick, get smaller and smaller."

Lanny lowered his mouth unhappily, then obediently changed back to a mini octopus the size of a thumbtack. With a light jump, it landed on Cecil's tube top.

Cecil: "..."

Cecil: "You come out for me."

Keene, with the four heads behind him, was getting closer and closer, and the little octopus reluctantly crawled out of the tube top slowly, and then slowly crawled into the shimmering crystal clusters.

Finally, Keane caught up. He smiled sharply, cried and stretched out his dry slender arms, like an aging and rotten branch, trembling little by little, reaching out to Cecil's back——

Cecil raised his hands, put them on the heavy door, pushed hard, and the cold wind suddenly entered.

In an instant, everyone in the hall stopped their movements, and countless eyes cast over.

Cecil said calmly: "The monster is here."

In the next second, she raised her right hand, and a faint blue flame spouted from the palm of her hand——

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Keane let out a heartbreaking roar, and everyone in the hall suddenly rioted in horror.

"There are monsters! Four-headed monsters!"

"It's nauseating, I feel like I'm not doing well."

"Help! How come there are monsters in the academy!"

"I don't know... look, he is still wearing our uniform!"

Someone found the academy cloak on Keane. At the same time, the faint blue flame burned Keane's whole person, and Cecil took the opportunity to run into the crowd.

"Cecile, are you okay?"

Arnold, who saw her at first glance, had rushed past the crowd. He hugged Cecil and held her face worriedly.

Cecil gasped gently: "It's Keane, he has changed..."

"Kean?" Arnold looked over in shock.

He naturally remembered this name, after all, not long ago, he had just searched for this person with his knights.

Unexpectedly, a big living person would become such a ghost...

Arnold thought that Keane's hand was about to catch Cecil just now, and he was suddenly frightened. He hugged Cecil tightly and looked at Keane with a cold and piercing chill, which was chilling.

The flames gradually extinguished, and Keane's full picture was slowly revealed in front of everyone.

His bare skin had been burned to black, but the four identical heads were still firmly against the overwhelmed neck. He slowly rolled his bloodshot eyes, his turbid and crazy eyes locked on Cecil's face with great precision.

"The sacrament... the gift of the gods... is mine... He gave me... **** ho **** ho **** ho **** ho..."

Keane murmured again, the broken teeth spewing out one after another with the frequency of his speech, and the crimson thick blood, which seemed to have a shocking distortion.

The students in the hall were completely stupid. Most of them were just flowers in the greenhouse and pampered nobles. They had never seen such a terrible scene.

Until a sharp-eyed girl spoke weakly, the trembling voice appeared particularly clear among the breath-holding crowd.

"This monster... does it look a bit like Keane?"

"Okay, it seems it really is Keane..."

"The bloodless head is indeed a bit like Keen..."

"Gosh, it's Keane..."

Gradually, some students recognized the true face of the monster. They discussed in shock, slowly forgetting the danger and fear. Suddenly, a teacher yelled out——

"Classmates, go back!!"

Keene's four heads finally seemed to be overwhelmed, and suddenly fell off one by one.

Immediately afterwards, dense white granulation sprouts from the cross section of his neck.

These granulation sprouts grew and spread like crazy, and in the blink of an eye, they grew into a huge, writhing, slime-stained humanoid white maggot.

"Goggling--"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

The crowd completely exploded.

No one wanted to stare at it anymore, and everyone bent over and vomited. While Dingli was able to hold back those who didn't vomit, he quickly squeezed like the main entrance of the auditorium like crazy.

"Help!"

"Run away! Teacher, help us!"

Professor Van Lunding took the lead to step out of the crowd. He held the sacred symbol of light in front of his chest and muttered a spell silently in his mouth. A bright white holy light soared into a huge ball from before him, rushing straight towards the slowly crawling humanoid maggot——

"叽——!!!" The maggot hit by the ball of light made a shrill cry, and its epidermis ruptured, spraying a large amount of pus-like white mucus.

Vomiting sounded one after another in the crowd again.

Professor Van Lundin stared at the screaming maggot nervously, and the fingers that clenched the holy emblem were slightly white.

Suddenly, the maggot raised its body, leaped high, and flew over his head——

It fell heavily in front of Arnold and Cecil.

Arnold looked directly at the disgusting monster coldly, hugged Cecil tightly with one hand, and slowly withdrew the sword from his waist with the other.

The maggot lay down its thick and long body, and slowly opened its mouth full of teeth--

In the next second, a black-blue flame like a thick fog passed through the body of the maggot forward and forward, and a huge explosion sounded, and the maggots even had no time to escape, and they burned into ashes in an instant.

"That's why I said that light spells are tasteless, and they are not useful at important moments."

A careless voice sounded low behind the door, and under the dim moonlight, the black-haired man with a feminine and pale face walked into the sight of everyone unhurriedly.

The empire's premier black mage, Bod Mfield.

He finally came out of the black tower.

"Cecile, come to me." Bode raised his gray eyes and spoke lazily.