Feast of villains

Chapter 102 102: The other side of Miss Su

Author: Yuyu Kuaidong

Chapter 102 102: The other side of Miss Su

Nance opened his backpack and took out the three potion ingredients.

The light of the kerosene lamp blooms faintly, making the raw materials appear to the eyes.

The one on the left is the dried red mountain flower, which is still bright red all over, with blood vessel-like veins on the petals; the one in the middle is the nightshade, which is about the size of a thumb, with layers of strange patterns on its skin; the one on the far right is

Nord barnacles, the texture on their shells looks like a grinning human face.

Putting these three things together seems to trigger some strange reaction.

Haha, woo~haha, woo... a sound that sounded like crying but not crying, and seemed like laughing but not laughing, vaguely echoed in my ears.

This is a high-level magic potion!

Before it is refined, the mere accumulation of raw materials can already cause strange phenomena beyond human scientific understanding.

"1g red mountain flower, 1g nocturnal nightshade, 5g Nord barnacle, one more raw material is missing..." Nance looked at the raw materials on the table, recalled the raw materials and refining process required by the Greedy Abyss, and looked back at Su

Sarah, "Are you ready?"

"Uh-huh!"

Susha nodded.

Under Nance's gaze, she, who was only wearing a pair of T-string underwear, automatically and consciously took a blanket and put it on the ground, then lay flat on the blanket.

Her long gray hair sticks to her snow-white back, her breakable skin trembles slightly under the light, and her alluring lower abdomen is constantly contracting and relaxing due to nervous contractions.

Nance walked over with a scalpel and knelt down in front of her.

Miss Su's slender waist is extremely flexible, and she doesn't know what kind of thrilling curves it will twist into in the future.

The perfect body was exposed to his sight. Susha's charming spring-like eyes stared at him for a moment. She covered her red lips with her little hand and said with a smile: "What? Taking advantage of the Ai family, the emperor's brother is not going to refine the medicine for his sister."

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"Stop talking nonsense!" Nance flashed the knife in his hand.

A sharp cold light flashed in front of her eyes, and Susha narrowed her eyes slightly.

"The world is so unpredictable. I thought you were the one who ripped out my heart..." Nance took a breath and slowly exhaled it to calm down, "Now it's my turn to cut out your lungs. How weird."

Susha chuckled.

"Light me a cigarette," she said.

Nance picked up her cigarette case from the floor, lit it with a match, and put the cigarette holder in her mouth. Next to the carpet, her velvet pajamas were thrown carelessly, and the little sword was lying quietly in the corner.

Smoke curls away.

In general, Nance liked the faint aroma of tobacco, but did not like the smell of cigarette smoke. While inhaling the second-hand smoke, he stroked his hand back and forth on Susha's upper body several times, looking for a suitable entry point.

"Hmm~"

Susha's face was a little red.

"It turns out you are shy too."

"Nonsense, the Ai family is just a young lady."

"Fortunately, no man has been harmed by bullying."

"Hey, can I continue to harm you?"

"Please have some conscience."

Nance shook her neck and concentrated, then made a cut with the scalpel two centimeters below her right rib.

The skin was split instantly.

"Well!"

Susha took a long drag on her cigarette.

Nance's hand was very steady and he slowly cut a slit from her lower abdomen.

"No, my sister is about to die..." She frowned and looked at Nance with her pale face in pain, "Hey, tell me you love me quickly."

"Love you."

"marry me!"

"when?"

"...sooner or later."

"How many children do you want?"

"Three."

"Male? Female?"

"Two daughters and one son."

"no problem!"

During the casual conversation, Nance cut off a small piece of her right lung and then applied a piece of coagulation gel to her wound.

Susha frowned slightly, and the pain was faint on her cheeks. Although such a pitiful appearance did not fit her image, it made her more charming. After a while, the coagulation gel took effect, and the pain she felt,

Great relief.

Nance turned his back to her and took down the potion ingredients from the table.

After turning around, Miss Su's cheeks had a seductive blush, but the eyes looking at him had returned to their usual frivolous and casual nature.

Looking into Nance's eyes, she hummed casually: "I was just lying, don't take it seriously."

"I know." Nance replied calmly.

"Scumbag!"

Susha kicked him with the sole of her foot in dissatisfaction.

Nance prepared all the ingredients, turned around, and looked at Miss Su's body from head to toe.

To refine the Greedy Abyss, you need to use the body of the second-level Greedy Familiar as the container, and the blood as the fusion fluid. All raw materials must be fired at low temperature for one hour and forty minutes, and the resulting fusion must be left to stand in the morning light for ten minutes.

success.

Nance's eyes wandered over her smooth skin.

It is not impossible to use her body as a crucible. Just dig a hole in some places. When refining, you need to carefully control the temperature. If it is too high, she will be cooked directly. If it is too low, it will not reach the magic potion.

The requirements for taking shape... No matter what, she had to suffer a lot in these more than an hour.

Let’s start with the first step.

Where to dig the hole?

Nance frowned and stared at her intently.

Perhaps the gaze was too serious. Susha, who had looked carefree just now, suddenly felt uncomfortable and folded her legs together nervously. Nance still didn't look away, so she turned over slightly.

She turned her back to him and murmured: "If I look at you again, I'll dig out your eyeballs..."

Nance's eyes suddenly lit up and he patted her butt fiercely: "Yes!"

The waves roll.

"hiss!"

Susha gritted her silver teeth and turned back to glare at him.

It's elastic and soft, and feels great in the hand, but Nance didn't have time to feel it. He held the scalpel and said, "Stretch out your right hand."

"You'd better wish yourself success!" Susha took a few breaths angrily and slowly handed her right hand to him, her eyes still fierce.

A stroke of the scalpel.

A blood line suddenly appeared on the right arm where some muscle outline could be seen.

Nance had a straight face and showed no sign of pity. He directly dug out a hole with a volume of about 9cm in his arm.

"……pain!"

Susha's face was pale, her eyebrows were knitted together, and her whole body was trembling with pain.

"Little A!" Nance shouted toward the bed.

Doraemon, who was sleeping soundly, half opened his eyes and let out a "goo".

Nance asked, "Is there any painkiller?"

Miss Owl tilted her head, glanced at the ground, then took out a small blue pill from her pocket and threw it over. Miss Su, whose lower abdomen was in pain, picked it up and swallowed it directly.

That bloodless face looks much more comfortable to the naked eye.

"Hey, the effect is good!" Susha rubbed her calf against Nance's knee, "Continue!"

Nance calmed down, concentrated on her arm, and put in the three auxiliary materials one by one, moving calmly like an old craftsman.

The materials are added without heating, and the raw materials are not catalyzed.

But when these raw materials were mixed with Miss Su's blood, the bubbles bubbled up immediately.

"At every step on the road to touch the extraordinary, any situation may arise..." Nance's attention was focused as never before. He waited quietly for a few seconds, picked up Miss Su's fresh lung slices, and threw himself into the refining process.

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The bright red internal organs immediately made a sizzling sound as soon as they touched the other ingredients.

A large amount of gray smoke spread from the hole in Miss Su's arm, and at the same time, the illusory sharp laughter sounded again.

Hey, haha, hahaha...

The sound was like diamond scratching glass, and it made people's skin crawl all over.

Nance was not affected and quickly put a thin piece of iron in the palm of his hand and placed it under Miss Su's arm.

Magical energy surges.

Black-red flames burned in the light of kerosene lamps.

Susha pursed her lips tightly and watched Nance's movements nervously.

She had no idea about potion refining, and she could do nothing except pray. On the other hand, she had complete trust in Nance at this time, and she never thought that Nance would

Doing things on her body.

When the ingredients of the potion were heated, bubbles rolled in Susha's arms with a low muffled sound, but could not escape, and could only shatter sadly. It was like the dense bubbles in a champagne glass.

It tasted delicious... Nance couldn't help but lick his lips.

The last time Miss Su dug into his heart, she stuck her head into his chest and licked the heart of Leviathan fiercely. Now that he took a few sips, it shouldn't be an offense, at most it was a courtesy. But he just wanted to

I wonder if drinking this half-refined thing will make people go crazy or belch immediately.

As time went by, the uneasiness on Miss Su's face became more and more intense.

The so-called low-temperature slow cooking refers to refining the raw materials at a temperature of 60°C for more than an hour. This is a very long process. Although I took painkillers, I was not affected physically, but the psychological impact was too great.

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Especially the creepy laughter lingering in his ears, as if there were countless demons around him seeking their lives.

"Hey, Nance..." Susha suddenly shouted.

This is purely the cry of a woman's pure heart seeking support.

"Um?"

Nance didn't even look up.

Seeing that he was not looking at her, Susha pursed her lips slightly, puffed out her cheeks, and poked his arm with her left finger.

"Don't make trouble." Nance grabbed her arm with one hand to release the heat, patted her little hand away with the other hand, and said coldly: "If something goes wrong, you have to blame me for not caring about you."

Normally, Susha would definitely not make trouble again.

But now her mind is becoming more and more unstable, and her body that was lying down immediately sat up.

"Eh?"

Nance grabbed her right arm and raised it a little higher.

After he raised his own arms, Susha slipped into his arms, as soft and weak as a girl who had been wronged.

"what are you doing?"

Susha helped him sit down, leaning against him and saying nothing.

"I knew I wouldn't let you drink just now!" Nance was a little angry.

"Ah? It's not about the alcohol, I'm not drunk! It's uncomfortable. I just feel uncomfortable now and my mind is not clear. Ah, I want a hug, you know? It's like drowning. You can just find anything.

As long as I can hold her..." Susha said aggrievedly, and then kept rubbing her face with her palms.

The snow outside suddenly became heavy.

"Okay, you'll be fine soon." Nance could only hold her arm up with one hand and put the other around her shoulder.

Miss Su's body went limp.

"Hey, Nance, will I die?" She said in an uneasy tone.

"probably not."

"Why do people die?"

"Individuals cannot withstand the energy of evolution, and will inevitably change over time."

"Humans are still evolving?"

"little by little."

“Why evolve?”

"Nothing has stopped evolving. Even the universe itself is still expanding. As for whether there is some mysterious will that controls this evolution, it is unknown for the time being." Nance let go of her shoulders and started from the ground.

Picked up the cigarette and lit one for her.

Miss Su held a cigarette in her mouth and stared at him in concentration: "A hundred years after my death, no one will remember my existence, right?"

"It's possible," Nance said.

Miss Su's face darkened.

"After all, I shouldn't die a hundred years later than you." Nance added.

"Ah, why do you always like to say such funny things?" Miss Su smiled nervously. After taking two puffs of cigarette silently, she handed the wet cigarette holder to Nance's mouth and hummed stubbornly: "

You take a sip too and swallow it into your lungs."

"don't want!"

Nance shook his head.

He didn't mind Miss Su's saliva, but he was still refining medicine.

If smoking enters the lungs or coughing is just a trivial matter, he is afraid that it will affect his thinking and cause the refining to fail.

"Take a bite, this is good stuff." Miss Su came closer to him, her lips almost kissed the tip of his nose.

She is not deliberately causing trouble now, but her mind is affected by the properties of the potion and she is a little unconscious. Subconsciously, she wants to use "smoke", which she considers to be one of the three best things in the world.

Share with Nance. The other two are wine and money.

Nance still shook his head.

She kept getting awkward, insisting on him to give him a blow, and even struggled in his arms. Since she was not wearing any clothes, Nance could clearly see her figure every time she twisted her waist.

Change.

What a shame!

Miss Owl on the bed was no longer sleeping, her glowing eyes were staring at the two of them tightly, for fear of missing even a second of the scene.

Susha urged again: "Hurry up!"

In order to make her feel at ease, Nance had no choice but to take a puff of cigarette.

A small mouthful made him cough a few times.

A smile appeared on Susha's face.

This silly and naive smile appeared for the first time on her shrewd and charming face.

As she cuddled up to Nance like a child, the refining of the abyss of greed gradually came to an end.

He survived the strange laughter, Miss Su's persistent stalking, and the temptation of her unguarded body, and entered the final step of the procedure.

"Buzz!"

The air vibrated slightly and the flame went out.

The sharp laughter lingering in the ears also disappeared at the same time, and little glowing gray lights appeared in the room, which seemed to be the energy entities presented by those laughters.

These gray lights gathered on Susha's arm, and Nance concentrated on observing the potion.

The originally black and red liquid, after receiving the gray light, rose up from Miss Su's arm, outlining an evil outline in the air... a double-headed eagle, with white wings, and a human figure from the neck down.

——The greedy monarch Mammon!

Under Nance's stunned gaze, the projection collapsed layer by layer.

The light in the room was strong, and the outline of the monarch turned into countless streams of light and scattered, magnificent and gorgeous. Those dazzling light particles gradually condensed into substance and slowly floated down.

A gem the size of a fingernail appeared in Nance's palm.

A green gem like emerald, with a round and perfect shape, and no flaws can be seen on the surface. The surface seems to be coated with a film. When the viewing angle changes, the light also flows on the gem, and various weird scenes flash.

And passing by, it seems to be reflecting the entire hell world.

It is indeed a high-end potion, but its appearance alone is so deceptive... Nance raised his palm, stared at the beautiful gem, and observed it carefully.

Behind the green and motionless object, quietly and coldly, a violent, bright red, and furry thing rushed silently.

In an instant, the entire world he perceived was spinning, galloping, and buzzing...

"horrible!"

Nance quickly shook his head and looked away.

Although the third-level familiar is still within the scope of ordinary people, high-level potions have already touched the extraordinary realm, and ordinary people cannot directly see it. Even if his spirit is protected by the daemon given by the Queen, his own hardware is not enough.

To allow him to peek into the extraordinary world.

Susha came over, opened her mouth, and planned to swallow the gem in one gulp.

"Stop, it's not possible now, there will definitely be an accident if you eat it." Nance quickly pushed her away.

Susha stared at him blankly, folding her arms on her chest.

The wound on her right arm was still there, so Nance took out another piece of coagulation gel and applied it to the wound.

"ah!"

Miss Su suddenly screamed.

"What the hell is this! Damn it, damn it! It hurts me so much, what the hell is this!" She twisted her cheeks and suddenly opened her mouth to bite the ointment on her arm.

Nance was shocked, put his hands under her armpits, and hugged her tightly from behind.

"Ugh, I feel so uncomfortable..." Miss Su shook her head and struggled.

"Don't worry, it's ready. You can eat it after a while..." Nance said with a gentle voice, even as if an old father was distressed for his daughter.

Miss Su still felt uncomfortable, struggled desperately, and fell down on the carpet.

"No, no. I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

"Not dead yet!" Nance lit another cigarette for her.

"No, I'm so hot..." Miss Su got up smoothly again, puffing out her chest, feeling suffocated. She stretched out her hand to push open the window sash, wanting to vomit but couldn't. She bent down and twisted her body a few times, and then

He grabbed the cigarette from Nance's hand and took a few puffs.

"Would you like to go get some sleep?" Nance asked.

"I can't sleep!" Susha put out the cigarette she had taken two or three puffs on the floor, and gently rubbed her eyes with her fingertips, "Am I sick?"

"It should just be mental pollution." Nance held her hand and said, "It's okay. Just sleep for a while. If you take the potion tomorrow morning, you can reach level three."

Her hands were shaking

Cold sweat had oozed out between my fingers, making them wet.

"You didn't lie to me?" She looked weak, like a little wife who is easy to coax.

Nance replied without blushing or heart beating: "I never lie or deceive anyone!"

"I believe!"

A charming smile appeared on that charming face.

Maybe it was because the air was too cold at night, or maybe she was mentally comforted, but her body gradually turned red. She lowered her head as if she was tired, and her back became red, which made Nance's desire to commit crime skyrocket.

"Go get some sleep." Nance planned to pull her up.

"Ah, yes, but you stay with me." Susha hugged his arms tightly, "Don't let me go."

"good!"

Nance hugged her and got into bed.

The small bed, which was originally quite spacious, suddenly became crowded. Doraemon was squeezed out and cursed angrily on the bedside table.

As soon as the quilt was on her body, Susha sat up and kicked Nance with her feet: "Get up, get up."

Nance stood up helplessly and asked: "What exactly do you want me to do?"

"It's better to lie down."

"..."

The moody giant baby!

Nance lay down again, dragged her into his arms, and held her to prevent her from moving.

Under the rickety kerosene lamp, Susha quickly moved her lips forward and murmured in a sleepy voice: "Ah, no, you can't take advantage of me, and I don't like you..."

To be honest, it feels really comfortable to hold her.

Although Nance has physical feelings, he is not unable to control his behavior.

"Oh, I'm not that kind of casual woman, not that kind of woman! No way..." She had almost reached the point of gibbering, shouting no, and kept pressing her body into Nance's arms.

, "If you want to touch me, wait until I reach level 3 and I will be the first to kill you..."

"Okay, okay!" Nance replied perfunctorily.

Susha bit his shoulder and asked vaguely: "You are ignoring me, do you want to laugh at me?"

"I'm not smiling."

"You don't smile on the surface, but you must be snickering in your heart..." Susha loosened her lips and wiped her red eyes with grievance. After a while, she stopped sniffing and pressed close to Nance, looking gentle and kind.

Talking about some things. She seemed to have forgotten that she would never talk to Nance about these things before.

"I have had such a long dream..." she said.

"Are you awake from the dream?"

"I don't know. When I regained my memory, I was in a black iron box. I don't remember anything. I only know that I am twenty years old. I don't know where I came from and where I am going. Some of them are wearing uniforms.

Someone brought me out and told me a lot about the current world situation..."

Nance listened carefully.

"I used the method they taught me to become a familiar. Do you know what I traded with the devil?"

"luck?"

"You guessed it right! At that time, I thought to myself that if I was so unlucky, I must not have any good luck, so I traded my luck with Mammon."

"You've been more unlucky since then."

"Oh, I'm so pitiful..." Susha slowly turned over and touched her nose on Nance's shoulder, "It's so cold."

"Aren't you covered with a quilt?"

"It's still cold."

Nance had no choice but to hug her a little tighter.

Her body was still trembling.

"uncomfortable?"

She shook her head slightly: "Afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of everything. Aren't you afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Nance coaxed her.

Susha was silent for a moment and asked quietly: "Do you want me anymore?"

"Theoretically."

"Forgive me, it's not possible now. As for the future, who knows..." Susha drew circles on his face with her fingertips, "The so-called life is like a certain plant seed blown away by the unexpected wind.

We were flying hesitantly on the earth, with our toes off the ground..."

Nance still hugged her and nodded silently.

The two of them didn't speak anymore, and the night became quiet. She rested her head on Nance's chest and didn't move for a long time as if she was fast asleep. Nance didn't make any sound, but just breathed quietly.

She needs a little stability now, he can feel it. Her arms hug her tightly, her breath is warm and moist, and she pours out her hesitation and confusion about the future.

"Where do I come from..."

She fell into a deep sleep as she whispered quietly as if in a dream.

Where are you from... Nance looked at the dark ceiling drowsily.

Susha slept very peacefully, and he did not sleep. Firstly, he was not sleepy at all, and secondly, it was really a pleasure to hold her sleeping in his arms.

He didn't know how long it took, but the sky brightened and a little morning light filtered into the house. He looked at her charming face, which looked so charming even when she was asleep.

it's time……

Nance quietly turned over and came to the window with Greedy Abyss.

Pushing open the window, a chill swept over him, and the sky became slightly brighter. He put the potion in the morning light of the window, and then looked at the vegetable patch in the yard.

The ground is full of radishes, sweet potatoes, onions, taro and other things. Although they are ordinary vegetables, the frost on their leaves reflects the sunlight, showing a colorful picture, giving people a sense of freshness that they have seen for the first time.

The emerald absorbs the winter morning light, and the material becomes more crystal clear.

Arrive in ten minutes.

A faint medicinal fragrance wafts out from the green.

Nance returned to the bed, pinched Susha's cheek, and fed the potion into her mouth.

Through the monitoring of the collar around her neck, it can be clearly felt that the magic energy in her body is rising rapidly, reaching a new level...

Doraemon also came over and looked at it curiously.

After her internal condition stabilized, Nance shook her shoulders and woke her up.

"Well~ don't disturb my sister's dream of getting rich"

Susha muttered dissatisfiedly, and gradually opened her eyes under Nance's harassment.

The weak and restless Miss Su when she was refining the medicine will soon disappear, and when she wakes up, she will turn back into the greedy, bad woman who smokes and drinks.

But Nance felt no regrets.

Miss Su has a lot of shortcomings, she can change from poor to rich, and her temper is unpredictable... But it is precisely because she is so bad that she doesn't feel guilty when bullying her.

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