Doomsday: I who summoned the traveling frog became invincible

Chapter 137 Out of Control
Wang Lin looked at Zhao Ning, and asked her in a very serious tone: "Once it starts, it is impossible to change back, are you sure?"

Zhao Ning bowed slightly to Wang Lin, and said in a very respectful tone, "Please the wolf king give her a new life."

Wang Lin looked at Zhao Ru who was sitting on his lap and playing by himself, and said nothing.

He picked Zhao Ru up and made her stand on the ground.

Zhao Ru looked at Wang Lin with doubts in his eyes.

Later, she saw that Wang Lin's body became taller and taller, and black wolf hair began to grow all over his body. His mouth became longer and longer, turning into a wolf's snout. The sharp teeth in his mouth were like daggers hanging upside down on his upper jaw.

Wang Lin turned into a terrifying werewolf right in front of Zhao Ru's eyes.

He lowered his head slowly, with a low growl in his throat, his scarlet pupils slowly looked at Zhao Ru's dazed eyes, "Are you afraid, this is a werewolf, a living monster, are you sure you want to become me?" Is it like this?"

Zhao Ru looked at the terrifying werewolf in front of her, her pupils dilated and contracted, and her slightly opened mouth trembled, showing the fear and panic in her heart.

But when she heard Wang Lin's words, although she was very scared, she still pursed her mouth tightly, took a deep breath, glanced at Wang Lin, and immediately lowered her head in fear, avoiding Wang Lin's gaze, and whispered Said: "to change"

".it is good."

Zhao Rugang was hugged by Wang Lin when he heard Wang Lin's deep answer.

"I hope you won't regret it in the future."

After Wang Lin finished speaking, he bit Zhao Ru's neck.

Zhao Ru's neck was white and delicate. When Wang Lin bit down, his teeth pierced the skin, and warm blood overflowed from between the teeth. Coupled with the faint milky fragrance on her body, Wang Lin had the urge to bite down hard.

A sentence suddenly popped up in his mind, the beauty of some women can arouse a man's appetite.

Zhao Ning looked at Zhao Ru, who was held in Wang Lin's arms. His small body was held in front of Wang Lin's thick arms, like a small doll. She could tell that Wang Lin was biting very carefully. , his lips were close to Zhao Ru's neck, as if even his panting was cautious.

The wolf's poison of the werewolf is actually the same as that of the vampire, which has a slight hallucinogenic and paralyzing effect.When Wang Lin's wolf poison flowed from Zhao Ru's neck to her whole body, the immature she let out a slight gasp, her tense body slowly relaxed, and the hand that was holding Wang Lin tightly also began to relax, slowly Hold it in your arms.

The smell of blood is rust. Wang Lin has always known this. Since the end of the world, he is no stranger to the smell of blood. Whether it is Zhao Ning's or Ye Jinghong's, no matter how beautiful a woman is, the smell of blood is always the same. A rusty smell.

But in Zhao Ru's place, he felt the taste of the liquid flowing through the tip of his tongue. There was a faint sweetness, which was surprisingly sweet, but when Wang Lin wriggled his tongue, the sweetness could still chase the tip of his tongue. , making him want to taste more.

Wang Lin's breathing began to become short.

His animal pupils turned into vertical needles, and a low roaring sound began to be emitted from his throat. When many wild beasts hunted their prey, they would make this guttural sound from their throats to warn other hunters and declare the ownership of the prey.

The mouth that had not been completely bitten down began to tighten slowly, more blood spilled from between his teeth, and the sweetness that excited Wang Lin became stronger and stronger.

Zhao Ru, who was fascinated by Wolf's Poison, hugged Wang Lin's arm tightly in his arms, his breathing began to become short, and his small body began to twist unnaturally.

Zhao Ning noticed something was wrong with Wang Lin, she stepped forward and grabbed Wang Lin's arm.

Zhao Ning's actions caused Wang Lin, who was in a certain state, to have a stress reaction. The moment Zhao Ning grabbed Wang Lin's arm, Wang Lin's other hand grabbed her neck at a speed that Zhao Ning couldn't react at all. Lifted her directly with one hand.

Wang Lin, who still had Zhao Ru in his mouth, held her mother in one hand, his scarlet vertical pupils were full of animalistic and murderous intent.

Zhao Ning patted Wang Lin's hand vigorously with both hands, but Wang Lin's arm was like cast iron, and under the pressure of Wang Lin's blood, Zhao Ning couldn't transform into a werewolf at all.

At this time, Wang Lin wanted to kill Zhao Ning, all he had to do was twist his hand hard.

"Cough, cough wolf. Wang. Wang, Lin!"

Zhao Ning's struggle was useless, but when she squeezed out the word "Wang Lin" from her mouth intermittently, for some reason, these two words were like cold water that extinguished a fire, pouring on her face fiercely. On Wang Lin who was not far from losing control.

The vertical pupils in Wang Lin's eyes turned back to round pupils in an instant, and the sweet taste of blood in his mouth disappeared all of a sudden, turning back to the smell of rust.

He immediately let go of the hand that was holding Zhao Ning's neck, and Zhao Ning fell to the ground, clutching his neck and coughing loudly.

Wang Lin let go of the mouth that was biting Zhao Ru's neck. At this time, Zhao Ru was still in the hallucination of wolf poison, and his body trembled from time to time.

He hugged Zhao Ru to the sofa in the office, and then let out a howl of a wolf, which started to induce Zhao Ru's wolf poison.

There were no accidents in the subsequent process. Zhao Ru became a werewolf under Wang Lin's operation, but she was very small. The original Zhao Ru was only about 1 meters tall, and she was only about 2 meters after becoming a werewolf. .

After waking up, Zhao Ru looked at herself in front of the mirror after becoming a werewolf, with silver-white wolf fur all over her body, and blue eyes. She turned left and right in front of the mirror, touched her ears for a while, and There will be people touching their own tails, as if they are quite satisfied with themselves.

"Thank you, Wolf King." Zhao Ning said, bowing down to salute Wang Lin.

Wang Lin looked at Zhao Ning's neck with a little embarrassment. He helped Zhao Ning up, stretched out his hand to stroke her neck, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Zhao Ning shook his head.

Wang Lin wanted to say something else, but Zhao Ru came over bouncing around. At this time, she was still in a werewolf state. She walked up to Wang Lin and hugged his hand, and started rubbing and rubbing.

Zhao Ning looked at Zhao Ru with a dark face, and quickly stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Ru to his side, bid farewell to Wang Lin amid Zhao Ru's dissatisfied shouts, and pulled Zhao Ru quickly out of Wang Lin's office.

Wang Lin looked at Zhao Ning and Zhao Ru who were leaving with a frown. He opened his mouth, and his scarlet wolf tongue brushed against the coldly shining sharp teeth, tasting the blood remaining between Zhao Ru's lips and teeth.

The taste is rusty, not sweet like it was back then.

"Strange, why did it become that smell at that time?"

Wang Lin muttered to himself, the main reason why he almost lost control just now was the sudden sweet smell from Zhao Ru's blood, that sweet smell awakened Wang Lin's wildness, making his wolf soul overwhelm the human soul, This led to Wang Lin's loss of control.

"Is it Zhao Ru's blood?"

Wang Lin closed his eyes and moved his lips slightly, as if thinking about something.

(End of this chapter)