SFS 221. Punishment Copy
221. Punishment Copy
The night outside the window is long.
It was late at night, and the strange thing was that in such a huge forest, there was not only no lighting and scenery outside, but also the sound of the director team in front of the camera watching the filming progress in the castle, and there was not even the slightest sound of birds that should be heard in the forest. The insects chirped, but it was incredibly quiet.
A little further away, you can still hear curses coming from below through the gap in the middle of the stairs.
During this period, there were the Fat Man's screams of pain, the assistant's mechanical and weird giggles, and the heavy object suddenly dropped to the ground, the glass suddenly shattered, and the cold wind blew through the corridor, like the roar of an evil ghost.
The white-haired young man's wrist was tightly grasped by the man.
The hand with the unique rough feeling of fabric slowly rubbed the knuckles of his wrist, and the other hand squeezed forcefully into the gap between the latter's fingers, interlocking with his fingers from behind.
The puppet silk complies with the master's wishes and firmly seals the person's escape route.
"I'm just waiting for the magician to help me reciprocate."
The man protracted his voice, grabbed the white-haired young man's hand, and let him experience his current high enthusiasm without hesitation.
The magician's hands are undoubtedly extremely beautiful hands, with clear joints and slenderness. When placed on the black suit and trousers, they are full of visual contrast, making them look more like a piece of fine white jade.
I am getting more and more excited, which is visible to the naked eye.
While in a Las Vegas casino, other people were looking down at their chips. But the devil crossed his arms, looked across the distant gaming table, and landed on the magician who was smoking a cigarette and trying his best to disguise himself, but in fact he was secretly changing cards and performing small tricks.
The original No. 1 could easily see this and had murderous intentions towards this magician who repeatedly ruined his good deeds.
But why didn't he expose it in words?
Maybe it was because the scene was so beautiful, or maybe he felt that the horror trainee competition was not as interesting as he imagined. All in all, in the following time, the devil found that no one could be more interesting than him.
The human malice in the world can bring very little freshness. There is only one person, and the devil can never guess what surprise he will bring next. I don't know when it changed. The lingering murderous intention turned into a deep desire. Even the iron law "one must die" at the end of the two people also turned a corner, leading to an unknown person. The place.
Zong Jiu raised his eyebrows and sneered: "You rushed to join me. I can handle it myself, so why is there any need to reciprocate with you?"
When in the bathroom, the demon was a total disincentive.
Zong Jiu now accepts his fate and wants to lift the curse, but anyway, even if he does it with the devil, he will never be able to comply with the other party's will and be the first to surrender.
The familiar heat rushed up again along the other person's cold fingertips.
This burning feeling of anxiety spread to his face, as if two people were exchanging warmth even when their breaths were intertwined when they were facing each other.
At this moment, the devil suddenly spoke with a cold expression.
"Disgusting resentment."
The dark golden pupils stared deeply at him, with something obscure and sharp inside that could break a person to pieces with just a little bit left.
The man's voice was neither cold nor indifferent, and there was no discernible emotion or anger: "Did he touch you here?"
Zong Jiu crossed his arms, "What does it have to do with you?"
He withdrew his hand and massaged the painful area where he had been clenched just now.
The hands of a magician have always been very valuable, especially since Zong Jiu had experienced the pain of having his hands disabled and unable to use any strength before he wore the book. Naturally, he cherished his lost hands more and more.
However, just when they lowered their heads, someone suddenly pinched their chin firmly, forcing him to raise his head.
Cold lip/tongue invasion.
Where no one can see, shadows pierce from the darkness, crushing the evil spirits lingering in the castle.
Inexplicable anger.
Zongjiu thought.
While he was forced to endure this predatory kiss, he was also displeased with this lackluster move.
Devil's heart, sea needle.
What I have to say is that the other party's repeated teasing also made him angry.
So Zongjiu bit back hard.
A long-lost, bloody kiss.
The smell of rust spread in the two people's mouths, spreading and filling their senses.
Unless the magician is too lazy to argue with him, or the devil is deliberately teasing him. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, their kiss would be like a battle filled with smoke. No one dared to retreat, as if doing so was a form of admitting defeat.
What's more, in most cases, the devil's kiss is crazy, irrational, and unreasonable, like the darkness dragging the moonlight into the abyss, trying to dye the light with a deep color.
From a man's perspective, he can easily see the strange intertwining patterns under the other person's open collar, and even the infinite spring/light deeper inside.
There is no doubt that this pattern has more than just an ornamental effect.
As the embodiment of evil thoughts, No. 1 clearly understands that this pattern is the embodiment of Shub Nicholas' curse and can affect the minds of intelligent creatures. According to the rules of the ten-sided dice, when seeing this pattern, the host will prompt the trainee to pass a sanity test. If the sanity test fails, he will fall into a state of being charmed, which is equivalent to a A charm switch that is always on, and its power is closely related to the charm value of the cursed person's appearance.
Unfortunately, Zongjiu's two values are not bad.
Because of this intense kiss, the suit jacket that the devil had just put on the magician's shoulders fell to the ground along with gravity, and no one reached out to grab it.
The devil looked at this scene condescendingly against the light.
The young man's white hair is messy, his posture is lazy, and his eyes have become hazy and absent-minded because of the turbulent emotions.
He didn't realize that because he was pressed against the wall, he involuntarily put one hand on the devil's shoulder. Because of the man's embrace, he stood on his toes slightly, and he had no choice but to shift most of his weight. .
It's like an invitation that doesn't need to be spoken.
The magician lazily raised his eyes and pulled open his collar with his other free hand.
He was very strong, and his wrists had been strengthened to the extreme. With one tug, he tore off the soaked white shirt he was wearing, leaving only a little hanging on his waist, exposing his back. Mysterious, pale skin coated with a layer of silvery gray by the moonlight.
"Hello."
The young man's voice was incredibly hoarse.
He bent his legs, pressed against the opponent's body, kicked up with his knee, and started to fire provocatively.
"It's hard to decide whether to do it or not."
Dismissing what you just said is an invitation.
The devil smiled half-heartedly and responded to him with a passionate kiss.
"Don't worry, take your time."
The puppet strings shredded the leather gloves that the man had taken off, turning them into rags and falling onto the carpet.
If there weren't a series of hideous scars on the hands behind his back, they wouldn't be much uglier than the magician's hands.
There is no doubt that scars are more irritating than flat hands. Just a simple touch can ignite a fire.
This is not the same as the touch of the gloves in the bathroom just now, but it is thousands of times worse.
Zong Jiu gritted his teeth and his eyes turned red.
This time he must wash away his previous grievances and avenge his past humiliation! ! !
"So anxious to throw yourself into my arms? Mr. Magician is really enthusiastic."
The man chuckled into his ear, and the movements of his hands did not stop at all. He lowered his eyes and admired the scene of the young man's struggle with himself with satisfaction, but instead increased the force between his fingers in a bad way.
The white-haired young man put one hand on the man's neck and was forced to expose himself.
The ends of his eyes turned incredibly red under the pressure of his fingertips, his pupils were out of focus, his Adam's apple was rolling, his chest was rising and falling violently, and he was breathing rapidly. His whole body was trembling unconsciously, which in turn pushed him deeper and deeper into the world. each other's arms.
Both the puppet silk and the shadow are the devil's most loyal subjects. One of them helps to lift, and the other helps to fix it.
The devil exclaimed happily in his heart, and the darkness in his pupils became darker.
His little magician must have no idea how beautiful he is now.
Whether he closed his eyes in vain to prove himself, his silver-white eyelashes swept away a shadow of crow feathers in the moonlight, or he looked like he was extremely forbearing and unwilling to bow his head and admit defeat.
They all seemed to be branded and placed on the altar, waiting for the devil to pluck/pick the perfect sacrifice.
Patterns blossomed on the young man's back, and scarlet roses bloomed in the thorn fields.
He raised his head like a dying swan, finally unable to control it, and his calves were as tight as Narcissus bending down to look at his reflection in the water. After a violent tremor, he suddenly collapsed, his body incredibly soft.
This time, the devil didn't give him a chance to adapt.
The cold puppet silk firmly fixed the person in the air, and with eyes full of teasing, he slowly placed the knife and fork, preparing to taste the feast of delicacies that he had been looking forward to for a long time.
A strange possessiveness was at work. When he heard the other party calmly saying "None of your business", the devil's anger suddenly arose from his chest, shouting for people to tear apart their sanity, violently penetrated him, and tore apart the magician's superficial indifference. Mask.
The devil had never experienced such novel emotions.
Golden treasures, novelties, status.
The worldly world and the pursuit of vulgar mortals are not worth mentioning to them, even worse than the garbage on the roadside, and they don't even have a look.
But now, his emotions are controlled by another person.
That person can easily arouse their anger, influence their rationality, and make them lose their careless attitude towards everything.
The viewers who are cynical and coldly watch the struggle and quagmire of the world are dragged into the world and no longer have superiority over all living beings.
The magician now feels that the devil's anger is inexplicable, but in that super S-level copy, when he saw the white-haired young man being dragged into the air by the evil god, scarlet blood trickling down his white hair, and he closed his eyes tiredly At that moment, the man's true rage was revealed.
He should be killed.
He should have been killed long ago.
How could the devil allow himself to lose?
They are destined to die in their own hands, on their own bed, and in the devil's cruel alley.
Is what comes out of the gun a fatal bullet or a bright, thorny rose?
A birdcage can trap a canary, but it can never trap a free falcon.
Everyone in the world is like a puzzle. For countless people, the answer is so simple that you can see it at a glance, and it is so boring that it makes people feel boring.
And the magician is destined to make the devil never find a solution.
So he allows it, he condones it.
He was utterly defeated.
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