Those are Kou Dong's wings.

But it's not Kou Dong's wings.

Kou Dong's current pair is still growing on his back. But the NPC's slender fingers clenched tightly, but it was no different from him, and couldn't find the slightest difference.

Kou Dong stared at the wings, his throat tightened slightly.

"Return to the original owner." The young psychological teacher said with a smile, and immediately, he stood in the dark shadow of the tree and took another step closer to the group of people.

"Do you remember?" He rubbed his thin wings with an expression as if he was caressing his beautiful lover, "-In those days, you cut them off with your own hands and left them to me."

Kou Dong's heart beat even more violently. He stared at the person in front of him and said abruptly, "I have never done such a thing."

"Don't be in a hurry to object," said the psychiatrist softly. "Why don't you touch it."

"You touch it - you'll remember what happened."

The malice in his words grew stronger.

Song Hong stopped it almost immediately: "I can't touch it! Did he do something on it?"

"can not"

However, Kou Dong seemed to be bewitched by the voice, and moved slowly. A few people behind him stepped forward to hold him, but they were thrown away by him 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 could not be mistaken, like a densely woven net that completely swept Kou Dong's net all at once.

He stumbled and fell into this net, and staggered toward 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 split wings to him. Unexpectedly, the moment Kou Dong received it, he did not touch it, but instead suddenly used his strength to break it off at once!

The skeleton made a soft crisp sound, and the smile on the corner of the psychologist's mouth suddenly solidified. 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, how could he still look confused? "Since it was abandoned by me, there is a reason for it to be abandoned."

He threw 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 weak underbelly of the psychologist at once. 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 venomous snake spitting out its own scarlet letter.

"—This is my most satisfying work."

"That's a pity," Kou Dong replied with a blank face, "I don't want to be your work at all."

The moment he said these words, Ye Yanzhi, who was behind him, had already picked up the knife and suddenly slashed at the standing psychology teacher. He used a lot of force and the direction was accurate, but the moment the sharp blade touched the man, it failed to pierce his flesh, and instead slashed in the air.

There was a slight fan flapping in their ears, as if something had been opened. Out of the corner of the eye, a roll of silk was slowly being torn apart, swaying in the shadows of the trees.

Looking up, only a few people realized what it was.

——It turned out to be a pair of dark wings!

They emerged from behind the NPC, strong and powerful, almost translucent, and the delicate and neatly arranged skeletons could still be seen clearly, only with a few bright red at the end, like splashed blood, immediately It can flow down from the surface of the butterfly wings.

The psychologist flapped his wings and staggered the attack. Now he has lost that fixed smile on his face at all, he just put his toes on the knife surface, borrowed some strength, stretched out his hand, and hugged Kou Dong without saying a word.

not good!

Ye Yanzhi pursed his thin lips even tighter, and immediately drew out his knife, turned around and chopped 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 the movements of the two sides, and only heard the whistling sound of the wings flapping. One side of the psychiatrist's wing was injured, it was crooked, and half of it was cut off, but he still rushed forward without hesitation, and picked up Kou Dong's arm.

He pulled the two arms, only one of them exerted force, and locked the person who was still trying to struggle in his arms. Ye Yanzhi wanted to make another move, but the pair of wings of the NPC was somewhat hindered, blocking his sight. He was afraid that Kou Dong would be hurt by such a slash, and he hesitated for a while.

He can only be on the ground, but the other party is amphibious, how can he not suffer from such a call?

Taking advantage of the time he couldn't handle at this moment, the psychology teacher had already rolled up the person in his arms. He imprisoned the man in his arms, and fluttered his wings to fly to the sky.

Ye Yanzhi's face became even colder, and he almost wanted to pull out the bald NPC in an instant. He had just thought of completely destroying this NPC, and the always quiet system interface popped up, repeatedly reminding him not to violate the rules.

Ye Yanzhi is still under the control of the system, so he has to throw the knife back again, with a solemn face, "Go."

Only then did the latter two react, and they were a little worried, "Where will he take Tiantian?"

his office?

Ye Yanzhi nodded, and the anger between his brows grew stronger.

He didn't say a word, Song Hong observed the familiar face, and was surprised to find that the other side was fierce and cruel he had never seen before. With such a look on his face, he said nothing, and only carried the big knife over his shoulder.

The three of them didn't look back and ran towards the small independent building.

Someone is humming.

This was Kou Dong's first thought.

His eyes were blindfolded by a thin folded strip of black cloth, and he could only barely discern part of the shape from the gaps in the cloth, but could not see the reality. There was a tinkling collision in his ears, and he was immediately picked up again, his tightly bound wings drooping behind him, unable to stretch.

He moved his foot and tried to kick. Just before he kicked it, the man firmly held his ankle, took off his shoes and socks, and played with the delicate blood vessels and bones on it.

"It's so beautiful," he heard the psychologist's voice smiling, "My little butterfly..."

There was a creaking sound, like a door opening. Kou Dong struggled uncomfortably, and his feet were full of fluffy touches.

He was placed on a blanket.

The psychology teacher hummed the song again, and immediately, the shackles of the pair of wings behind Kou Dong were also untied. He didn't care that he couldn't see clearly, so he immediately fluttered his wings; but this time, before the wings were fully opened, he bumped into something cold, and it suddenly hurt.

"Be gentle," the NPC blamed him gently, full of distress, and slowly rubbed the lines on his wings, "If this is damaged, 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? ? ?

Seemingly aware of his anger, the psychiatrist laughed softly and gently guided the pair of wings out of a gap.

"Don't worry," he said softly, "of course you can fly. - With me, you can fly at will."

Although the words say so, the actions of the hands are completely different. Kou Dong's hands and feet felt a fluffy touch, like a ring, tightly wrapping around his wrists and ankles. His two arms were slightly hoisted, and he sat on his knees with bare feet. He had already scolded this apparently perverted NPC thousands of times in his heart.

"Don't untie it for me yet?"

Let him see what's going on!

The NPC tapped the tip of his nose, and said indulgently, "You're in a hurry."

This sentence almost gave Kou Dong goosebumps.

What the hell is the line of the domineering president in Mary Sue's novel?

The NPC was still talking, 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, finally falling down as he shook his head—

Seeing the moment in front of him clearly, even Kou Dong, who had already expected it, wanted to scold his mother for a moment.

He met countless eyes.

Those eyes looked at him, they grew and fluttered on the wings, they glowed with delight on the pale face of the predator. He was surrounded by hundreds of eyes, and the room was crowded with predators, who surrounded him silently, as if he were cooked food on a plate.

He thought that these things should have been almost burned, how could there be so many!

"Of course," the psychiatrist let out a pleasant chuckle, and put away the thin black cloth, "I'm still here, how could they not be there."

He tapped his lips and laughed wider, his voice like a ghost.

"Every time I look at you, there's one more of them."

"Do you know why?"

Kou Dong: "...because you're not human?"

"No." The psychologist stared at him, raised his eyebrows and shook his head.

"guessed wrong."

"Because, you are the source of all my emotions," he smiled politely and said the classic line 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 from his mouth, slowly drilled out another colorful butterfly wing.

A new predator** crawled out of his body.

It was born.

Until then, Kou Dong didn't understand why this group of things seemed to be inexhaustible. It turned out that their real big-headed host was the psychological teacher himself.

The psychologist's monopoly and delusions towards him have all become their bait. They swell and grow in the mind of the psychology teacher day by day, and he is the only one who sees, thinks, and obsessed about.

- No wonder.

No wonder these predators are so reluctant to give up on him...

Thinking of this, Kou Dong's throat began to feel nauseated.

The psychology teacher looked at the new predator with admiration and asked in a low voice, "Is it beautiful?"

He turned his head and heard a loud "Ouch"

Kou Dong vomited provoked by the scene where he vomited bugs.

Psychology teacher: "..."

The author has something to say:

Kou Dong: Vomit...

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I try not to describe the process, but everyone knows that in this setting, this plot cannot escape.

And, I must solemnly state two points: 1. All predators are human with wings, not just the head, that's too scary!I recommend everyone to think about the spirit!

2. In front of Dongdong's wings, the one who gave him wings was the predator that came out of Mr. Mo's body. It was not Mr. Mo, not Mr. Mo, not Mr. Mo!

It really freaks me out when I see this comment...