Poisonous mushrooms

In fact, Yrel doesn't go online very much, his endless thoughts are enough for him to spend a whole planet day, so he doesn't know anything about Starnet for the time being.

What's more, now he only looks forward to Heine every day, and he even has a sense of closeness to Heine similar to relatives.

Yrel added reasons to himself when he was bored.

Although Heine has blue eyes, but has long white hair, he feels that this is the same as himself.Heine's frontal tentacles grow like a narrow leaf, and the top is split in two like his, but the split part is a little longer than his.Moreover, Heine was as white as him, and there was almost no difference in skin color when their hands were put together.

At the beginning, Yrel still remembered to tell Heine to stay away, but soon he got carried away and secretly grabbed the other's finger that was placed aside.

Heine hadn't hugged him yet, and the white-haired zerg didn't seem to intend to pamper him, even if he fell from the wheelchair or the window sill, Heine just watched quietly.

In fact, Yrel didn't care about such things, once when he fell from the wheelchair, he foolishly grabbed Heine's ankle.

The skin of this white-haired Zerg was very thin because it was too white, and the traces of the ankle bones were obvious. The red lines of the inner skeleton were faintly protruding on his ankle bones, like some kind of pattern.When he grabbed the opponent's ankle, the red lines on the endoskeleton seemed to be burning, and it turned red all of a sudden, so scared that Yrel let go of his hand immediately.

After that, Heine looked down at him expressionlessly for a while, but there was no special reaction.

This time, Yrel waited for Heine at sunset.

Heine seemed to have just taken a shower, his white hair was dripping wet, and the tails of his hair were messy and curly, like a thin gauze wrapped around his back.He wore a loose robe that didn't cover anything, revealing his slender arms and bare feet. If Yrel was tall enough, he might be able to see his white and soft chest muscles through the loose neckline, but now Sitting in a wheelchair, he could only stare blankly at Heine's waist-length hair, and the red lines on his ankles that seemed to be burning.

They looked at each other quietly from a distance, and Yrel suddenly noticed Heine's worm pattern.

The worm pattern is the opening for the inner skeleton to open, and it will only open when the worm is emotional or on the verge of losing control, and Yrel found that when Heine raised his hand, the outline of the shark muscle became clear, and it opened in the depression. A red worm pattern opened.

Heine raised her hand to touch his neck.

Yrel couldn't help shivering, shrank his neck, and whispered, "It's so cold."

Heine's hand was too cold, with moist moisture that hadn't dissipated, it was like a piece of ice when it was attached.

Heine didn't speak, just like when he came here several times, he basically didn't speak much, but his expression changed occasionally.This time he took the initiative to lean towards Yrel, staring at his clear light red eyes, showing a smile with a very curved mouth, looking almost crazy.

His fingers tightened, and Yrel frowned and cried out in pain.

Heine loosened her fingers a little more, and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Yrel nodded, and replied seriously: "It hurts."

"I'm in pain too." Heine lowered her head, and pressed her lips lightly on the side of his neck, "It hurts to death, I also hurt, you're an annoying little bug... it hurts me so much. "

Yrel couldn't understand what he meant, but Heine's breath was also icy cold, he seemed to have just been fished out of some extremely cold place, and Yrel shivered from the cold.

However, when Yrel looked down, she saw his chest under the loose collar.

His body texture is clearly outlined, his chest muscles appear large and white, a fusiform bright red worm pattern is split in the middle of his chest, and the small crack-like worm patterns spread into his lower abdomen like roots.

If Yrel's vocabulary was richer, he might think of words close to eroticism.

But he knew very little, so he only had an instinctive reaction, first he froze, then his breathing became a little short, and then he became obviously tense and hot, and a large red spread from the back of his neck.

He didn't know what was wrong, but it seemed that as long as he saw Heine, his desire would become more obvious than usual, and even he himself noticed that the pheromones ran out of his glands like a flood.

Heine laughed, and pressed the gland hidden under the skin and flesh of his spine with the other hand.

"Don't seduce me." He threatened in a low voice, "or I'll dig it out for you."

This time, Yrel felt that dangerous palpitation again, and his slow nerve reaction finally gave him a real warning.He tried to control his pheromone for the first time, but he had never controlled it before, relying on the instinctive reaction guided by his mood, or maybe because he was too nervous, he didn't succeed.

Before he knew it, tears had started to form in his eyes.

Heine looked at him, and the tyrannical emotion in his heart rose again, and then he heard Yriel whisper slowly: "Then, can it be lighter?"

He still doesn't understand how cruel the words like digging out the glands are, but he instinctively feels a little fear, and even this fear is very weak.

Heine was silent for a moment, then he slightly tightened his fingers to fix Yrel's slender neck, opened his mouth and bit it.

The rampant energy in his body made him take on a half-worm posture at this moment, his light blue eyes gradually darkened, the worm pattern opened, and the endoskeleton protruded from the worm pattern, seeming to be facing Yrel , showing a gesture of hugging.The fangs in his mouth also revealed the ferocity of his worm body and mouthparts, easily pierce Yrel's skin and penetrate into the blood vessels.

There was still some pain, Yrel trembled, but soon he couldn't feel the pain, and even his pupils became dilated.

Heine injected a little anesthetic toxin into him, and then began to lick the bleeding wound leisurely, even biting the thin flesh between his lips and teeth.

He finally felt better.

From the first time I met Yrel, that is, after every mental turmoil ended, no amount of violence could alleviate the pain derived from himself. Every time he felt a splitting headache, so he didn't speak or near.He knew the existence of Yrel, but he didn't really care that much. To him, such an experimental product was not a Zerg, but a trivial little thing.

This little thing looks pretty, and he is also very good as a male, he doesn't hate it.Although, few people dare to touch New Alit's ankles. It's not because he likes to go barefoot, but because New Alit's lower body has fine bones and sensitive nerves. It is also the most powerful part of the whole body. Then touch the feet of New Alit.

But he underestimated Yrel's influence on him, not entirely because of pheromones, such thick pheromones, even more excessive than this, he has met before, after all, the new Alit is unresponsive to sexual desire, in order to stimulate sexual desire , the Zerg of New Alit tried everything.

He developed an appetite for Yrel first.

This appetite is very unreasonable, but it is a very clear desire. His thoughts are clear. When he looked at Yrel, he gradually began to realize the breath of pheromones.The top note is light mint, but it quickly turns into a sweet floral scent, a bit like a nectar he loved to eat as a child.

And now, Heine finally got her wish, as if she also tasted the sweetness in Yrel's blood.

His throbbing nerves finally calmed down, and after his appetite was relieved, he was keenly aware of the awakening of his sexual desire.

The Zerg limbs he protruded unconsciously drooped down, changing from a embracing posture to look more like hunting. The sharp insect limbs touched the pale skin, his body heated up, and his blood rushed.

Heine didn't want to kill this little thing anymore, he wanted to try other usages.

However, his movements immediately stopped.

Yrel fainted again.

His body was already weaker than that of ordinary Zerg, and his genetic defect made him extremely fragile. He was rarely frightened and sucked blood, so he began to faint very quickly due to his physical condition.

And he didn't even have time to remind Heine aloud, he was just so sucked out.

Heine raised her head and looked at Yriel in her arms, her expression blank for a moment.

He had never seen such a fragile thing.

Heine New Alit was born as the strongest female in New Alit. His spiritual awakening after birth destroyed half of the planet, not to mention the subsequent mental riots that made his tyrannical behavior endlessly escalate. In order to He even purposely lived on the barren planet without causing a lot of casualties.

In the process of growing up like this, he felt that most living things were fragile, which was not worth mentioning to him, and even he couldn't understand this kind of fragility.

But now, he discovered something more fragile than fragile, which simply refreshed his understanding of the universe.

Heine stood there for a moment with complicated emotions, then reached out and squeezed Yrel's face, using the least strength in his life, but the skin was still very red.

He withdrew his hand, thinking: It was really right not to touch this Zerg before.

Heine couldn't be bothered to clean up the mess, and simply canceled the supernatural domain in this place.The sleepy servant woke up, and the detection equipment everywhere returned to normal, and the alarm was issued soon.

When An Locke arrived, what he saw was that the worm king he was loyal to had already turned into a half-worm, but it was like a shelf for the comatose Yrel to lean on.The ferocious and sharp limbs surrounded him like a nest, and purple pinch marks could be seen on the sideways neck.

An Locke wondered for a moment if Yrel was dead, but he still had his senses anyway, knowing that Yrel was just in a coma.

He collected himself and knelt down to salute Hai Yin, "See my king."

Heine remembered him, and also remembered what Yrel had said, but he was too lazy to care about these trivial matters, so he just ordered: "Take him away."

While his head is not hurting so much, he is still rational, otherwise this little thing will probably die on his bed.