Raising Octopus Juvenile

Stella glanced at the pipe girl obliquely, and at the pipe girl's prompt, pushed one with each hand, pushing the two into the house together.

Then she snapped the door shut, and the noise outside was instantly isolated from the door.

It seems that the sound insulation effect here is very good.

Stella asked the woman who had become Cecil to sit on the side of the bed, her back straight, her chin slightly raised, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a seemingly non-existent arc.

This is Cecil's most common gesture and expression, and one of her most attractive moments.

Stella believes that this will surely allow Lanny to quickly substitute his emotions.

Sure enough, Lanney's eyes changed.

He still stared straight at the girl, but his eyes were deeper than before.

Stella couldn't help being complacent. Alas, her idea is really wonderful. She can pinch the little monster to death. How can she be so smart?

The triumphant demon winked at the Transfiguration Woman while being intoxicated. The deformed girl was aware, and beckoned to Lenny gently.

Lanny looked at her intently, stepped forward two steps, and stood in front of her.

The transformation woman looked at him and slowly raised a gentle smile.

Her smile is also 70% similar to Cecil, which is the effect of Stella's temporary adjustment just now.

Lannie blinked his clear blue eyes and smiled at her.

He smiled so well, clearly pure and beautiful, but there was an indescribable temptation.

The transfigured girl was bewitched by the beauty of the young boy, and she grew courageous.

She stood up and slowly unbuttoned her chest. The full chest was ready to come out, and Stella, who was watching, suddenly said, "Stop."

The transfigured girl looked at her suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

"Who told you to undress yourself, I asked you to guide him and let him do this kind of thing." Stella shook his head helplessly, and complained as he directed, "It's so stupid, if it wasn't for me. Transformation, it’s not as good as me."

The transformation woman blushed for a moment.

She swallowed, raising her eyes and peeking at Lenny sheepishly.

Lanny still stared at her quietly, with a seductive smile on his lips.

The deformed woman felt her heart beat faster.

She lowered her eyelids and gently held Lanny's hand. Lanny didn't shake it off, but let her hold herself.

very smooth!

Stella's eyes lit up, looking at them expectantly.

The deformed woman couldn't help but pursed her lips shyly. Next, she took Lanny's hand and pulled it to her.

The atmosphere is silent.

She lifted her eyes lightly, her lips moved, and she was about to speak for the boy to unbutton the button on her chest. Suddenly her breathing became stagnant—

She became a pool of thick blood.

Stella, who had witnessed this scene with his own eyes, was stunned on the spot.

Lanny withdrew his hand coldly and wiped **** his clothes twice. Stella watched as the skin on that hand was rubbed off by him, revealing the white hand bones and bright red flesh inside, and then quickly regenerated, regenerating a new, clean, pale skin.

"Sure enough," Lenny said slowly, "Except for Cecil, I can't bear any touch from anyone, even as food, I feel extremely disgusting."

"Including you too."

He didn't look up, but Stella felt cold.

She knew very well that Lanney said this to her.

The young man with black hair and green eyes still stood quietly, his eyelashes drooped, casting a faint shadow on his pale face. The blood was flowing slowly under his feet, and his eyes were in a daze, and he didn't even look at it more.

As if it was just a handful of insignificant dust.

Stella began to shiver uncontrollably.

It was clear that Lanny did nothing, but she was sweating in fear. She could feel that Lannie's patience with her had been exhausted, and this was a very dangerous signal.

She is very likely to end up like the Transfiguration Girl, or even worse than her.

Flee, flee now!

Stella's eyes shrank, and he was about to start to escape when a rumbling sound suddenly came from outside the door.

Lanny looked sideways at the closed door: "What sound?"

Stella dared not speak.

The next second, the door was slammed open.

A group of exposed women scrambled to squeeze outside the door frame.

Stella suddenly opened his eyes in shock.

"Well, aren't these the waitresses outside?"

There are also the pipe girl who led them before and the mature older sister whose arm was broken by Lanny.

They squeezed behind the door, their bodies pressed against their bodies, their feet on their feet, and they all stared straight at Lanny, with wolves and tigers in their eyes.

"What's the matter? Isn't it because I want to eat you..." Stella didn't finish speaking, and suddenly pointed at Lanney's feet and shouted, "What is that!"

Lanny lowered his head.

By his feet was the pool of blood that had been transformed from a deformed woman. At this time, the blood was slightly fluctuating, spreading out circles of crimson waves. In these viscous blood streaks, countless tiny granular buds slowly emerged.

Lanny said calmly: "It's Keane."

In his cognition, Keane is synonymous with mutants, so he collectively referred to them as "Kean".

Stella: "..."

She certainly didn't remember who Keane was. But this does not prevent her from using the word. She stared at the narrow door frame in a daze, her expression gradually becoming disgusting and disgusting: "A lot of Keene..."

While they were talking, the women squeezed in the door frame were becoming one after another.

The eyeball fell from the eye socket, and the maggot-like granulation slowly crawled out of the eye socket. Stella took a step back, almost nauseous in disgust.

Although she is a devil, she doesn't want to eat such disgusting things. Rather, I don’t even want to touch them, just like humans don’t want to step on shit...

However, the Keen women would not give her this time to struggle.

Under the frantic impact, they finally broke the entire door frame. A huge hole broke through the wall, and monsters with maggot heads swarmed in—

A stream of blood spattered out.

Stella followed the voice and looked at it, and then she covered her chest in fear.

A thick, dark tentacle passed through the pipe woman’s chest and lifted it to the high roof. It has long lost its human appearance, but below the head is still a plump female body. The blood gurgled out of its body and flowed to the floor, making a sound like a sprout breaking the soil.

More granulation shoots out of its blood crazily, extending quickly. Stella was vomiting disgustingly by this scene, and she subconsciously wanted to leave here, but the rest of the light swept across Lanny's face inadvertently—

The little monster was actually laughing.

He looked very happy, his eyes curved, his pupils were dark green, and his eyes were filled with dark, clear light.

Stella remembered the same look he had when he saw Transfiguration. At the time she thought he was having sexual desire, but now it seems that she has guessed wrong since then.

This **** monster is really a hundred times more terrifying than the devil!

The women with their maggot heads rushed towards Lanny frantically, but Lanny didn't move, her tentacles swept around like a tumbling ocean.

Blood was splattered, monsters and monsters were fighting in this airtight room. The beautiful young man stood still in the flesh and roar, his face was cold and soft, as if soaked in moonlight.

No, this is not a fight. This is clearly a unilateral massacre.

Stella, who witnessed this scene, was cold all over, her heart sank a little, her legs uncontrollably stepped towards the broken door frame.

Even the devil has something to fear, and she can be very sure now—

She must escape from this place.

Cecil looked outside for a long time.

Although Stella is her contract servant and Lanney still has a sense of communication with her, she still can't grasp their whereabouts, which makes her somewhat frustrated—especially at this time.

There was no way, she had to use the most primitive method, following the shops on the roadside, asking every family.

Fortunately, the appearance of Stella and Lanny is eye-catching enough, and many people really remember them deeply.

"Ah, you said those two people... They seem to be going in the direction of the deep alley." An old woman shook her head, "Little girl, that's not a good place. It’s very, you can’t go when you are so young, so hurry up and go home.”

"Thank you grandma." Cecil smiled and thanked him, and bought a lollipop in the old woman's shop by the way.

Deep alley...

Although she has never been, she has heard of this place somehow. In fact, it is equivalent to the red light district of the previous life, which mainly provides services that are not suitable for children. Apart from this, it is nothing unusual.

Stella dared to take Lanny to such a place, it seemed that she was really tired of life.

Cecil's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were almost cold.

She raised her head and glanced at the completely dark night sky, and quickly got on the carriage to the deep alley.

About half an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of the dimly lit street.

"Miss, do you need me to accompany you in?" the coachman asked worriedly.

"No, you go back first." Cecil said coldly. "When you go back, don't tell anyone that I've been here before, or you should know the consequences."

Upon hearing this, the coachman immediately responded respectfully: "Yes, miss."

The carriage quickly disappeared into the night, and Cecil raised his eyes and glanced at the long street, then raised his leg and walked forward.

The grandmother of the shop was right, there were a bunch of dirty men here. With sullen smiles on their faces, their footsteps are light, and they linger on this dark street.

There were also a few men who didn't know what to do with Cecil, but without exception, they all cried and screamed and even screamed and ran away.

Cecil didn't know how to write the word "polite".

She followed one side of the street, while urging the contract magic circle, while slowly walking deep into the street. If possible, she would like to go into these shops and look for them one by one, but if she did that, it is estimated that by tomorrow she would be famous in the entire capital.

No way, she had to force the magic circle to use the powerful binding force of the magic circle to force the devil out.

Cecil whispered the spell lightly, followed the weak feedback given to her by the contract, and slowly came to a dark narrow alley.

Is it here?

She thought for a moment, and walked in with her foot raised.

This alley is very deserted.

Compared with other lanes where people come and go, it is almost weirdly quiet here. Except for the absence of a single figure, even the moonlight didn't want to hang around here.

This narrow alley seemed to be abandoned by the gods.

Cecil raised his hand, a small blue flame lit up from his fingertips. With this little flame, she walked forward unhurriedly, and after a few steps, slow footsteps gradually sounded in the darkness in front of her.

Cecil stopped, the flame at his fingertips getting bigger.

The halo spreads lightly, illuminating the dark alleys, and also illuminating the stumbling visitors.

He is a middle-aged man with a puffy figure.

He looked at Cecil and slowly stretched out his hands. On the gray face, a pair of raised eyes rolled strangely in the eye sockets, making a sticky sound.

"Little girl, you can help me... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, he was swallowed by the blue flames that swept away.

"Are you another mutant?"

Cecil looked at the ashes scattered in the darkness, and murmured, "I don't know where Lenny is now."