Chapter 3386

The blood bead was like a living one. After it landed on the head, it quickly rolled to the center of its eyebrows. Finally, after it stayed there, the blood bead suddenly exploded and penetrated into the skin.

On the ground, the lute began to move. The bones of the lute separated automatically, and then deformed. After returning to the original state, it was found that it was a shoulder blade. The body flew off its shoulder and a large part of the body floated to the ground.

After the bone fell, a lot of flesh and blood gathered here from the surrounding grass. At the same time, the head on the tree began to shake, like a pendulum under a clock.

The body quickly began to heal. In a short time, a headless female body stood up by herself. At the same time, the head on the tree also completely opened her eyes. After the mouth moved, her eyes also regained their luster.

The headless corpse took his head off the tree and put it on his neck. Then he saw that between the two, the pink muscles, blood vessels, nerves and cervical vertebrae began to recover.

Before long, a new woman stood in front of them. Her whole body was white and flawless.

The Bard laughs, taps on the back of her head, and the woman wakes up.

She was stunned for about two seconds, and then she began to make a big noise and yell. At the same time, she covered the vital part of her body with her hands.

Wengamo's throat moved, and the Bard snapped his fingers, raised his eyebrows, and then pointed to the woman who turned and ran away because of panic and said, "you've done a good job this time. That's for you. Go! While it's hot! Finally, give me back her body. I'm still useful! "

Wen Jiamo, who got the approval, couldn't help but be overjoyed. He turned into a strong wind and rushed to the woman.

Just under the scream and the gaze of the Bard, vingamo tore his clothes, then grabbed the woman's hands and pressed them on the grass.

"They are just some wild species with excess desire! Only you, ramaye, are my favorite toy and my favorite masterpiece. "

The minstrel held his arms and watched the play on the grass over there. The screams and weeps of the women, the laughter and gasps of the men mingled.

After he snapped his fingers behind him, the head on the tree and the corpse under the tree turned into powder, and on the stone, a lacquer red lute reappeared.

The minstrel picks up the harp again and plays it gently. This is a love poem that is widely spread with tamril. It is written for lovers in the distance and wanderers who do not return.

A gust of wind blows, the trees shake, and the grass on the grassland is all low. He sees the two men and women in pain in the distance. At the same time, in front of him, there is a woman in gorgeous wedding clothes, with a blood like tear mole in the corner of her eye.

When the minstrel saw her, his body began to shake slightly. He stopped playing and couldn't help reaching out his hand. His lips moved and he said her name.

"Ramaye..."

The wind stopped, the woman's figure disappeared on the grassland again, and the Bard sighed.

Wen Jiamo has reached the most excited stage. He pinches the woman's neck with one hand and looks at the other person's face, which is red because of suffocation, as well as the expression of pain and distortion. Then he feels bursts of pleasure.

The woman's breathing is more and more difficult, but the man's attack makes her like a leaf swaying in the wind. No matter how it swings, there is always a petiole limiting its range.

Wengamo suddenly released his hand and straightened up. He was so excited that he never felt like this. Since becoming a vampire, he has lost the pleasure of being a human being. He doesn't know whether it's warm or cold.

All this is the gift of which adult.

He couldn't help looking back. He saw that the adult was leaning against the tree, but he was holding a white flower in his hand.

The minstrel also noticed the sight there. He raised the white flower in his hand and blew it to the other side. The six petaled white flower spread like a dandelion.

For a moment, the whole grassland was full of white flowers.

In a moment, wengamo was intoxicated, but then he felt empty. He lowered his head in a hurry, only to find that the woman had disappeared. When he looked back, he saw that the Bard was carrying the woman's hair in one hand and dragging her to the depth of the grassland.

He didn't dare to talk much, so he had to clean up a bit, then put on a new suit and left in a hurry.

Despite the woman's struggling and crying, the Bard dragged her to the cliff outside the grassland. Under the cliff, there was a pool of dark water. From time to time, huge animals like leeches would come out of the water and look at him.

Those molluscs, like the larvae of black goats, are also known as haters.

He grabbed the woman's long hair and then carried her on the cliff. The woman clearly understood his intention. She began to cry hard and beg for his mercy. In the struggle, her beautiful hair was torn off one by one, even her scalp was torn off, and her face was covered with blood flowing along her forehead."To tell you the truth, the way you struggle is really ugly. Now you can't even compare with one in ten thousand of her!"

The Bard gave a scornful smile and then let go of his hand.

Without the support of the palm, the woman was thrown into the black pool.

She struggled, and the black water poured into her mouth and nose. At the same time, the whole black pool was boiling, and countless villains rolled out of the water, and then rushed to the woman's body.

They have a humanoid consciousness. Apart from being different from ordinary people in structure and individual habits, they also know how to breed and eat.

The woman was surrounded by evil children in the cry and struggle of despair until she was completely submerged in the sea of insects.

The minstrel takes his eyes back from the black pool under the cliff. He just saw the vicious and resentful eyes of the woman before she was completely submerged. And it just makes him laugh.

After a while, the drowned woman came back from the pool. Her appearance was not like before. Her skin was full of holes. Countless larvae were wandering under her skin. It seemed that her body would burst at the next moment.

The woman still has breath, but at this time, she can't speak, her body has been filled with larvae, even under her scalp is also full of dense black eggs, just like the egg pods on the back of the water bearer, densely arranged.

Looking at her disgusting appearance, the Bard drew back his eyes, his face was smiling, and he made a stroke in the void in the pool below.