Those are Kou Dong's wings.
But they were not Kou Dong's wings.
Kou Dong's current pair are still growing on his back. But the one held tightly by the NPC's slender fingers is exactly the same as him, and there is no difference.
Kou Dong stared at the pair of wings, his throat was slightly tight.
"Return to the original owner." The young psychology teacher said with a smile. Immediately, he stood in the dark tree shadow and took another step closer to the group of people.
"Do you remember?" He stroked the thin wings, as if he was caressing his beautiful lover, "—Back then, you cut them off with your own hands and left them to me."
Kou Dong's heart beat more violently, he stared at the person in front of him, and said abruptly: "I have never done such a thing."
"Don't rush to object," the psychology teacher said softly, "you might as well touch it."
"You touch it—you'll remember what happened."
The malice in his words grew stronger.
Song Hong stopped it almost immediately: "Don't touch it! Did he tamper with it?"
"cannot-"
Kou Dong seemed to be bewitched by the voice, and moved slowly. The people behind him tried to hold him back, but he threw them away with one hand, and walked forward without looking back.
step.
two steps.
When he finally stood in front of the NPC, he could see the undisguised light in the other's eyes. The light was almost scorching hot, full of possessive and destructive desires that cannot be mistaken, like a densely woven net, it caught Kou Dong completely at once.
As if he had stumbled into the net, he staggered towards the young man like a drunken bird bewitched by a poisonous snake.
"Give me."
He reached out to the NPC.
The smile on the psychology teacher's face widened, and he slowly handed the pair of severed wings to him. Unexpectedly, the moment Kou Dong received it, he didn't caress it, instead he used all his strength to snap it off!
The skeleton made a soft crisp sound, and the smile on the corner of the psychology teacher's mouth suddenly froze. He raised his light-colored pupils and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.
"I don't need to know," Kou Dong looked back at him, but he was calm, where did he look confused? "Since it was abandoned by me, there is a reason for it to be abandoned."
He threw the part of the wing on the ground.
"I don't need to recall things I don't think are useful."
The word "useless" seems to have hit the weakness of the psychology teacher all of a sudden. He completely put away the smile on his face, his face was tense, as if frozen, exuding a creepy coldness.
"You think it's useless?"
His voice changed too, hissing like a poisonous snake spitting out its own bright red letter.
"—This is the work I am most satisfied with."
"That's a pity," Kou Dong replied blankly, "I don't want to be your work at all."
The moment he said this, Ye Yanzhi behind him had already picked up the knife, and suddenly slashed at the standing psychology teacher. He used great strength, and the direction was accurate, but the moment the sharp blade touched the man, it failed to pierce his flesh, but cut nothing.
There was a slight flapping sound next to their ears, as if something had been opened. Out of the corner of the eye, it seemed that a roll of silk was slowly being torn apart, swaying in the shadow of the trees.
Raising their eyes, a few people realized what it was.
—That turned out to be a pair of jet-black wings!
They emerge from behind the NPC, strong and powerful, almost translucent, and the delicate, neatly arranged skeleton can still be seen clearly, only with a few smears of bright red at the end, like blood splashed on it, immediately Then it can flow down from the surface of the butterfly wing.
The psychology teacher flapped his wings and staggered this attack. Now he no longer had that fixed smile on his face at all, he only put his toes on the blade, borrowed some strength, stretched out his hand, and embraced Kou Dong without saying a word.
not good!
Ye Yanzhi pursed his thin lips even tighter, immediately drew out his knife, turned around and slashed again!
This all happened in an instant, but in the blink of an eye, the two behind them didn't even have time to see their movements clearly, only the whistling of wings flapping. One wing of the psychology teacher was injured, it was crooked, and half of it was cut off, but he still rushed forward without hesitation, and grabbed Kou Dong's arm.
He pulled those two arms, and only one of them was strong enough to lock the person who was still trying to struggle firmly in his arms. Ye Yanzhi wanted to strike again, but because the pair of wings of the NPC were somewhat hindered, blocking his sight, he was afraid that he would hurt Kou Dong with such a knife, so he hesitated for a while.
He can only be on the ground, but the opponent is amphibious, so how can he not suffer from such a fight
Taking advantage of the moment when he couldn't handle it, the psychology teacher has already rolled up the person in his arms. He imprisoned people in his arms, flapped his wings and flew to the sky.
Ye Yanzhi's face became even colder, and he almost wanted to shave the NPC bald for a moment. Just as he thought about destroying this NPC completely, the always quiet system interface popped up, reminding him repeatedly not to break the rules.
Ye Yanzhi is still under the control of the system, so he can only throw the knife back, and with a serious face, "Let's go."
The two people in the back only reacted at this time, and they were still a little worried, "Where will he take Tiantian?"
His office
Ye Yanzhi nodded, and the hostility between his brows grew stronger.
He didn't even say a word, Song Hong observed this familiar face, and was surprised to find that the other side had a strong and cruel intention that he had never seen before. With such a look on his face, he didn't say anything, he just carried the big knife over his shoulder.
The three of them ran towards the small independent building without looking back.
Someone is humming.
This was the first thought that came to Kou Dong.
His eyes were covered by a folded and thin strip of black cloth, and he could barely discern part of the shape from the gaps in the cloth, but couldn't see the reality clearly. There were tinkling sounds in his ears, and immediately he was picked up again, and the tightly bound wings drooped behind him, unable to stretch.
He moved his feet and tried to kick. But before he kicked it, the man firmly held his ankle, took off his shoes and socks, and played with the delicate vascular bone on it.
"It's so beautiful," he heard the psychology teacher's voice with a smile, "My little butterfly..."
There was a creaking sound, like a door opened. Kou Dong struggled uneasily, his feet felt fluffy.
He was placed on a blanket.
The psychology teacher hummed the song again, and immediately, the pair of wings behind Kou Dong was untied. He didn't care about himself and couldn't see clearly, so he wanted to flap his wings immediately; but this time, the wings hadn't fully opened yet, and they bumped into something cold, and the impact was painful.
"Be gentle," the NPC scolded him gently, full of distress, and slowly stroked the lines on the wings, "If this crashes, how will my little butterfly fly?"
Kou Dong was full of anger at the moment, thinking to himself, why do you still think I can fly
You've tied me up and you still think I can fly? ?
As if sensing his anger, the psychology teacher laughed softly, and gently guided the pair of wings out from a gap.
"Don't worry," he said softly, "of course you can fly.—With me, you can fly as you like."
Although the words are so, the movements of the hands are not at all. Kou Dong's hands and feet felt a sense of plush, like a ring tightly wrapped around his wrists and ankles. His two arms were slightly lifted, and he was kneeling with bare feet, and he had already scolded this perverted NPC thousands of times in his heart.
"Don't let me untie it yet?"
Also let him see what is going on!
The NPC nodded the tip of his nose, and said dotingly: "You are the one who is impatient."
This sentence almost gave Kou Dong goose bumps all over his body.
Fuck, what the hell is the line of the domineering president in Mary Su's novel.
The NPC still kept his word, and his fingers moved to the back of his head. Kou Dong ignored the finger that took the opportunity to caress his hair, and felt the black cloth in front of him gradually loosen, and finally fell down when he shook his head—
Seeing the moment in front of him clearly, even Kou Dong, who had already expected it, wanted to scold her for a moment.
He met countless eyes.
Those eyes looked at him, they grew on wings that fluttered, they grew on the pale face of the predator and shone with joy. He was surrounded by hundreds of eyes, and a dense swarm of predators filled the room, and they surrounded him without making a sound, as if he were food already cooked and put on a plate.
He thought that these things should have been almost burned, how could there be so many!
"Of course." The psychology teacher gave a pleasant chuckle, and put away the thin black cloth unhurriedly, "I'm still here, how could they not be there?"
He nodded his lips, and laughed even wider, his voice was like a ghost.
"Every time I look at you, there's one more of them."
"Do you know why?"
Kou Dong: "... because you are not human?"
"No." The psychology teacher stared at him, raised his eyebrows and shook his head.
"guessed wrong."
"Because, you are the origin of all my emotions," he smiled politely, and said the classic sentence in "Lolita", "You are the light of my life, the fire of my desire."
At the same time, he slowly opened his mouth wide, and slowly drilled out another section of colorful butterfly wings from his mouth.
A new predator crawled wet out of his body.
It was born.
It wasn't until this moment that Kou Dong understood why this group of things seemed to be inexhaustible. It turned out that their real bulk host was the psychology teacher himself.
The psychology teacher's possessiveness and delusion towards him all became their bait. They swelled and grew up in the psychology teacher's heart day by day, and he was the only one who saw, thought, and obsessed.
— No wonder.
No wonder this group of predators flock to him so reluctantly...
When Kou Dong thought of this, his throat started to feel sick.
The psychology teacher looked at the new predator appreciatively, and asked in a low voice, "Is it beautiful?"
He turned around, only to hear a loud "vomit—"
Kou Dong was so stimulated by the scene of him spitting out bugs.
Psychology teacher: "..."
The author has something to say:
Kou Dong: Ugh...
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I try not to describe the process as much as possible, but everyone should know that under this setting, this plot cannot be escaped.
And, I must solemnly declare two points: 1. All predators have human bodies and wings, not just human heads, that's too scary! I suggest everyone to think about the elves!
2. At the point where Dongdong grows wings in front, the one who gave him wings was a predator that came out of Mr. Mo's body, not Mr. Mo, not Mr. Mo, not Mr. Mo!
It really freaked me out when I saw this comment...