Chapter 21 Night Witch 1

"Soul light, please collect, soul light!"

All the comments, malicious slander and crazy infatuation have never been exaggerated.

She sat on the window sill with her back to the alchemist, with her slender and charming legs hanging outside, swinging happily like a naive little girl. She was wearing a long veil-like transparent dress and a long shawl purple hair with a jewel-like luster. Hearing the footsteps of the alchemist coming in, the girl stopped singing and turned her head.

The night witch has an indescribable beautiful face, and all the adjectives can't be used on her. The strange purple skin shines under the moon, exuding a different charm that makes people unable to look away. Her eyes shine red in the night like a beast. Good evening, sir. She opened her lips slightly.

Every word uttered from her mouth contains magic.

"Good evening, Night Witch." The alchemist stood with his sword.

The girl jumped off the window sill like a cat and walked slowly towards him. The corners of her eyes were up and she whispered, "Why do you still have a sword on a date? What a terrible scenery. Put it down."

The alchemist shook his head, "I feel safe holding it. Don't come here, Night Witch."

"Night Witch?" Magic lines flashed faintly on the girl's face. The magic began to oscillate, and the curtain in the room swayed disorderly. Her eyes are deeper than the night sky. Is that what you call me - your little lover?"

Li Ou felt the hair on the back of his neck suddenly erect. Lover?" I'm afraid she's more like a colorful poisonous snake. I'm completely different from your previous 'lovers', Miss Banshee.

"Real?" The girl's drooping hand stroked the bronze statue in the corner, which was a ferocious wild totem from a distant northern tribe. Only the night witch's bedroom in the whole palace still maintains the previous luxury. Although the room will never light up, it only relies on the bright moonlight outside the window. I know." She whispered, "They are some magicians, some shamans, some knights, some death row prisoners... But in my opinion, you are no different from them." The girl smiled with a chill. Some want to kill me, some want to conquer me. What about you? It's nothing more than these two.

The alchemist shook his head and insisted that he was different from anyone else.

"Finally, what happened to them?" Li Ou asked. Along the way, he saw neither the body nor any clues. The ancient palace wall not only creates a large number of gloomy shadows, but also seems to be a greedy beast that has devoured all justice and sin.

"What do you think, honey?" The girl covered her mouth and smiled, "Look at your dress. Silver nail leather armor, fire lizard gloves, emerald pendant, and magic talisman around the waist... Are you a mage or a warlock? Anyway, it's no different. You will be the same as them, and then you will know where they have gone.

I don't want to know at all.

She sighed as if she was sorry and twisted her waist to walk towards the alchemist.

"Don't come here again, just stand there."

The girl smiled, ignored his warning, and walked slowly towards him. Her smile was irresistible, and such an idea suddenly came to the alchemist's mind. This idea was so dangerous that he stepped back in horror and raised his sword.

The night witch gently brushed the gorgeous snake pattern ring on her left forearm, and the red copper and golden scales flashed slightly with the action. Li Ou only felt dizzy and his eyes turned black. The effect of the medicine successfully blocked her charm, but it was still not enough. He is not sure that he can resist the charm of the other party several times without a trace.

"Don't struggle, my love." The girl's soothing tone surrounded him, as sweet as honey. Come on, come to my arms." She opened her arms.

The magic seemed to be surging waves, hitting his head one after another. His ears buzzed, his temples bulged, and the blue veins on his head bulged as if they were about to burst. The alchemist gritted his teeth and endured, trying his best to avoid the girl's eyes. The night witch's eyes burned with endless desire | flames, and her face always kept smiling.

"Put down the sword. Put it down. It's too dangerous." The girl looks pitiful. It will hurt me and your lover.

She is none! She is just a night witch, a dangerous demonized monster! Don't be blinded by your eyes and ears. The alchemist keeps telling himself that she is more dangerous than any creature you have ever seen. This...is impossible." He gasped, and he could hardly breathe in the magic storm.

"Why not? We had a good night. Are you going to waste it? She gently stroked the obsidian chain hanging on her chest, and the alchemist's emerald pendant shook violently and broke apart in an instant. Isn't it more wonderful to spend a good night with me? Don't be influenced by the cold sword.

Li Ou shook his head with difficulty and squeezed out an ugly smile, "Because it has an appointment with your little face."

He seems to be moving forward against the wind in the storm, taking a step and fighting fiercely with the furious god of storm. He raised his sword, and magic surrounded him, as if a sticky spider was blocking his every move. A voice said in his ear to give up, and his brain was telling him to stab the sharp side out. He was in the middle of the tug-of-war, and his sword was aimed at the girl's chest, but he couldn't stab it.

The night witch showed a mocking smile. She slowly stretched out her hand and pinched the tip of the sword playfully. She is not afraid of the runes on the sword at all. She is confident that she will be unharmed. You are not the first to do this. She told the alchemist, "But you have persisted longer than everyone else."

Leo is not honored at all. His will is dying, and his mind is in a trance. He moved as much as he tried, but it didn't work. His whole body was numb and heavy like a stone sculpture, and his legs seemed to be a wooden pole on the ground. He couldn't move at all, and he couldn't move his toes at all.

"Don't struggle, my lover." The night witch broke his finger, took the magic sword from his hand, and threw it far away. Then she walked up to him and teased his face with her soft fingertips. Her hands smelled of roses and poppies, cloves and lavender. Wizards and shamans often do not have the will of knights. Even if they are well prepared, the magic runes are all over their bodies. She smiled and said, "I thought you would behave better."

Leo also thinks so. But he had to admit that he underestimated her. He seems to have chosen a dead end for himself.

"Oh - I saw your eyes. Do you think women can fight against me?" She seems to be able to read minds. The girl hummed with a smile on her face. The song is pleasant to the ear, and the magic is obedient, but more aggressive than the previous moment. She circled around the alchemist, and he could feel the other party's scrutiny. Don't think this is my weakness. I have no weakness, dear sir. There was a female knight who planned to walk for heaven, but I promise that she tastes better than anyone else. You should really try it."

She ate the other party alive?

"I'm not that barbaric." The girl has long been a prisoner of demons. She seems to be addicted to it. She played with the hair and hummed dissatisfiedly. What I said is hers... You will soon be able to experience it yourself." The fragrance of roses on her body is addictive. But first of all, I want to know who you are. I never share a bed with nameless people.

"Alchemist." He can't control his mouth.

"I've heard of you." She grabbed Li Ou's right hand and smelled it, and then put out her tongue to lick it in his palm. The special taste is different from anyone else. I can't wait, sir."

But the alchemist doesn't think so. He wanted to turn around and run away. He wanted to seize this opportunity, hold her by the throat and use spells to kick her out of the window. He tried his best to escape from her control. His body is stubbornly resisting, trying to break free from the shackles of magic. Li Ou tightened his muscles, gritted his teeth hard, and blood oozed out of his gums. He concentrated all his remaining will and tried to outline a seal, but the magic cage was unbreakable. His efforts were only a slight trembling of a finger.

"Useless, alchemist." She said.

The night witch is in close contact with him. She leaned up, groped her hands on him, quickly removed his silver nail armor, and threw it on the ground. Sterling silver can't cause her any damage. She lowered her head and kissed his neck with her gorgeous red lips. The hot breath and the wetness mixed with the strong aroma gradually disintegrated his resistance. She unbuttoned his shirt and let his chest touch her full chest. He was powerless to resist his body's instincts. But the banshee suddenly stopped.

"Do you know?" As she pointed her finger on Leo's chest, she said cunningly, "I have to punish you, alchemist. Because you were mean to me from the beginning, because you thought you could conquer me with your male charm, because you played with the cold and ruthless sword in front of a weak and poor lady, and because you didn't talk to heart well. Her hand is like a dexterous water snake, sliding towards his lower abdomen. Now, you have to pay for it, alchemist.

The girl lifted her long hair with her hands, kissed the alchemist's lips fiercely, and bit him like a vampire. His lips and tongue were pierced by her fangs, and blood permeated his mouth and flowed back and forth in their mouths. There was a huge buzz in his ear, and something flashed in his mind. He closed his eyes and stopped looking at the dazzling red pupils of the banshee and fell into the boundless darkness. He slowly knelt down, and the voice of the night witch came to his ear.

"Alchemist."

"Yes, my lady." The alchemist said.

"Then, follow my orders."

"At your command, my lady."

"You can kiss my hand."

"It's a great honor, my lady."

The alchemist felt himself kneeling in front of her, with thousands of bees buzzing in his head. Her voice is the only audible symbol in the messy notes. The night witch's hands are slender and beautiful, smelling like roses and poppies. And... lilac and lavender, like enthusiastic flames, strangely burning in the quiet and elegant lake... Water and fire blend with each other... He remembered... A light cut through the darkness...

"Come here." The night witch took his hand and led him to the soft bed, "My love. Kiss me." The night witch hooked his neck. The chests rubbed against each other, and he felt a hard bulge. Kiss me deeply."

He stood silently, appreciating the light of her body, her deep throat, the wonderful curves of her mature and round chest and waist and buttocks. Unconsciously, he hugged her, and she began to remove his shirt. Her skin is light and smooth, touching as warm as the sand baked by the sun, and with a refreshing spring. He picked up her head and found her lips.