The moonlight falls into the deep night, like the water at the bottom of the well, floating and sinking. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe moonlight attracts clay dolls.

Teng Yunshen walked towards the girl.

Thirst put a fire on him. Something was wrong with him. His feet ached as if they had been stripped of their skin, but the most terrible torment was thirst in full swing. He was in dire need of a drink, like a long-lost drinker—and the stark and fiery elixir flowed through the girl's body.

Teng Yunshen approached Maggie.

He was like a child who had just learned to walk, and his steps were precarious. But he is so great that people are afraid of wild things. He is a tombstone that lingers. He grew rapidly in the act of devouring death. He represents the cruel primordial laws of nature, he is the destroyer of the civilized world, and he is the great enemy of reason.

The clay puppet held out its hand to the girl.

Maggie's blood was what he longed for. The new, ancient body is a never-ending torture. He needed the nourishment of blood to get rid of the thirst that was scorching him.

"Run. A faint voice came from behind his jagged teeth, "Run." He said, but the churning heat burned his voice.

In an instant, his sobriety ceased to exist.

"You're too anxious. Maggie was fearless about his anomaly, "And you're very ...... Particularly. Sweetheart, look in the mirror, what the hell have you brought into this world?"

The girl burns her own blood. A rich fragrance spreads. Teng Yunshen rushed forward in a hurry, and then fell to the ground.

In the dim moonlight, only the color of the blood was still dazzling.

"Ahh Yes. Now it's going to be a problem. Maggie lamented, "Sweetheart, your body is too heavy for me to lift you up—and more importantly, you're obsessed with death, aren't you? You feel that you will eventually find charming peace in the world of death. ”

A drop of blood fell on the clay puppet's forehead, as cold as a grain of snow, and as hot as a flame. The rain after a long drought made the clay puppet scream heartbreakingly.

He suddenly realized that his thirst for blood was so incorrigible. He was like a traveler lost in the desert, thirsting for a life-saving elixir.

Teng Yunshen can't live like this, he has to become more ...... Complete.

"Patience. Maggie said, gently covering the wound on her wrist. The next drop of blood hangs in the balance. She didn't seem to intend to free Teng Yunshen from his dry torment immediately. "I know you're very, very painful. Trust me, I've had a similar experience in the past. However, sweetheart, pain is indispensable, and it occupies a vital part of our lives. Do you understand? Pain is one-half of us. ”

Teng Yunshen tried to catch the hateful witch, but he couldn't move.

He was losing his original shape, like a sand dune under a storm, sluggish and fragile. He forgot all he had, he had nothing. All he thought about was tearing open the witch's body and drinking the sweet blood of the other party.

"I know how unbearable you are. You endure torture that is truly inhuman in a sense. But, sweetheart, you'll have to be a little patient. The girl continued, "My veins are only a stone's throw away from you, and quenching your thirst is easy for me, but it's just a matter of effort. It's just that having everything you want to do at the beginning won't help you develop good habits or resist sinister adversity. Therefore, sweetheart, you should be patient. ”

Maggie bent down and gently stroked the rift that had spread wantonly on the clay puppet's forehead.

"I don't expect you to resist the urge to suck blood. You can't get rid of it. What I hope is that you can wait as long as possible. Overcoming pain will make you stronger. ”

The soul of a wizard tosses and turns in an inhuman body.

The drying up nearly killed him, but he gradually realized that it was not the most terrible - the confusion was even more terrible. The new body drove him crazy, like a parrot's brain was put into the head of a whale by a vicious scientist, the dark underwater world replaced the noisy sky world, the unreasonable fear destroyed his will, and the only thing left was the instinct to thirst for blood to nourish him.

If the blood was washed down, he might turn into a complete monster. However, that ending is probably better than the current situation where life is worse than death......

Teng Yun roared hoarsely a few times. The mist wriggled in his throat, as if afraid of the shadows of the sun.

"You don't want to hear that. The girl patted her shiny red hair, which was like blood and flame, like everything dangerous and enchanting, "But it's okay to listen to me? ”

The shocking red stung Teng Yunshen's eyes. His decorative eyeballs melted and overflowed their shallow sockets.

Maggie asked, "Why?"

Teng Yun looked at the girl in surprise. He couldn't think. He persevered, but he didn't even know what he was facing.

The girl smiled in surprise: "You tugged at my red." ”

The clay puppet heard her voice. For the past few minutes, the clay puppet has only "absorbed" her voice - like dirt absorbs rainwater.

He sat up.

"Nope. No. Don't do that. The girl dissuaded, "Red energy......? Grumpy makes you more irritable than you are at this moment. ”

Teng Yunshen lowered his head and stared at the dark shadow. He still remembered the magic he had mastered in the past. A wisp of his consciousness was like a spider, crawling lightly over the potholed ground.

Immediately after, a source of water from the dark end seeped into the crumbling skin of the clay puppet.

Maggie nodded approvingly, "Good job." You haven't forgotten about the magic. It's special, isn't it? You're observant. ”

Teng Yunshen felt better. However, chaos ruled him all the time, and it was obvious that he could not trust any unrealistic feelings.

"It's like dancing on a fire. The witch said, "No, you are not short of moisture. What you lack is living vitality. ”

She let go of one hand, revealing the wound on the other. She poured blood on the clay puppet's face.

Vitality flows into the body of the clay puppet. Boom! He heard his own heartbeat again. The witch put an end to his suffering.

Teng Yunshen stood up.