Chapter 187: Shen Xing's punishment

Wu Fei stood at the door of the study, watching the man sitting behind the desk slowly raise his eyes, his black eyes looked at him quietly, and there was no emotion in his expression.
But it was this appearance that made Wu Fei even more disturbed, and even had the idea of ​​turning around and running away, pretending that nothing happened, and staying in his foreign industry for a few days alone.
But in the end he walked forward a few steps and walked in front of Shen Xing. He asked, knowingly, "Xing brother... what are you looking at."
Shen Xing raised his head, looked at him, and said slowly: "...I'm so hard to feed you, you actually do this kind of thing with my back..."
What is meant by "actually doing this kind of thing" is clearly a good thing for human development. It was as if he had done something shameful.
But the person in front of him is the of death, and he is his servant. These things he does can't be discovered by the other party.
Neither repudiation nor sophistry is of any use. The documents that had been well-kept about the organization of "Love the World" are now in front of Shen Xing, spread out on the desk.
Wu Fei closed his eyes and obediently said: "...Brother, I really can't bear it, so I will shoot. It's my fault, you punish me."
How can an economist, a diligent breadwinner, act as a lover to punish his arduous and loving husband. He looked at Wu Fei and made Wu Fei feel like he was wronged and betrayed by Mo Da for no reason.
He swallowed slowly: "I can't give up my identity. But the system won't let you easily escape this time. Which identity do you want me to use to punish you? Just switch which identity you want."
"If you don't like your old identity, you can choose a new one."
I don't like old identity, I don't like punishment. Wu Fei secretly said, "What identity do you want me to use to punish you?" As if he was playing a strange game, wouldn't he want any identity? !
Wu Fei hesitated for a moment, and finally changed to the identity of the blood prince.
Compared with other identities, Prince Shen's punishment feeling is best predicted. Isn’t it just blood-sucking? Isn’t it okay to breathe more times to Xingshen? Shouldn't the system be indifferent?
He opened the communicator and confirmed that he switched the blood prince. Only a moment, the contractor sitting behind the desk has a subtle change in his temperament-become elegant, mysterious, and a little sense of danger is still faintly flowing out of the noble, making humans instinctively feel that they must be far away from each other. Some, don't get close.
Blood Princes must be sucked every time they are summoned.
Wu Fei subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but he could hardly hold back. The seemingly harmless and dangerous handsome man behind the desk beckoned to him at this time, beckoning him to step forward.
Wu Fei hesitated a little, and still obediently bypassed the desk and walked to Shen Xing.
Prince Shen's eyelids hung down, his left hand stretched over to grab him, hug him on his lap, and his right hand supported his jaw and turned around, leaning slightly, and printing a kiss on the corner of his mouth.
"...Well, Xingge." Wu Fei was hugged and kissed, and instinctively reached out to hold the table in front of him, balancing his body.
Shen Xing has loosened the hand holding his jaw and embraced his body with his hands, and his cold lips rubbed gently and seemingly on the back of his neck.
Wu Fei was a little nervous. Although he was used to blood-sucking in the blood race, but after leaving that level, he hadn’t been blood-sucked for such a long time, but the prince Shen still refused to give him a happy heart. He caressed him slowly, making him more nervous. He couldn't help releasing his hand holding the edge of the table, and pressed his hands down on both sides of Shen Xing's legs.
The blood race seemed to be unaware, pecked and kissed intimately on his back, leaving a cold mark. Until Wu Fei couldn't help it, he shouted again with a little urgency: "... traveler."
The blood prince no longer showed his fangs in restraint. He gently rubbed twice on the soft skin of human beings, and then hesitated and stabted into Wu Fei's body.
Wu Fei groaned in his mouth, unable to hold his hands on both sides.
But soon, the sharp pain that was originally pierced into the neck disappeared, and he began to feel the unspeakable joy and comfort from the blood race. His misty half-opened eyes snorted comfortably in the arms of the blood clan.
This is the ability of the blood clan. The more advanced the blood clan, the easier it is for their prey to indulge in it. From then on, they willingly and even humbledly offered blood to their blood clan master.
...
The blood race acted calmly, and it took a long time to pull out his teeth from the back of the human neck, and then licked the wound left in the neck between the humans in the arms elegantly without slow motion.
Because of his complete trust in Shen Xing, Wu Fei has no resistance to the blood-sucking behavior of Prince Shen. Therefore, when he was blood-sucked, he could hardly be called a man who insisted on his self-strength or strong will. At this time, his consciousness was still semi-obsessed. He leaned in the arms of his contractor, and his eyes seemed to be covered with fog.
The blood prince stretched out his hands to unbutton his two shirts near the neckline, pulled Wu Fei up a bit, and let him continue to rest in his arms while lowering his head slightly, sticking to his ear and saying in a deep voice: "Yes Penalty. You have been cheating me in the blood race, using my amnesia, cheating me, using me, escaping marriage... I have not punished you."
"But not now, not because of the system... so punishing you."
"When I was an economist, I didn't want to punish you. In your opinion, when I became a blood family, did I give up? In your eyes, is the blood family the most ruthless identity, eh?"
Wu Fei was suddenly scared by a shock and woke up, quickly arguing and saying: "Of course not... just, what I think is to punish anyway, fat water does not leave outsider fields, and this is punished in other ways, I would rather be punished You blood..."
Prince Shen's face softened a little, his fingers slightly twisted up the wooden chair armrest, and looked at Wu Feidao: "Unfortunately, the system does not recognize it. The penalty for sucking this blood is at least to be recognized by the system. The first half of the year can be absorbed. Your energy simply cannot support me to continue to appear for half a year. Not to mention a penalty of half a year, don’t think about doing anything else."
Wu Fei looked back to Prince Shen without speaking.
In the end, His Majesty the Prince of the Blood Clan said lightly: "You draw another card, and I will punish you with a new identity. You will recognize it no matter what identity you have."
Wu Fei nodded and agreed.
Then he glanced at his account balance and the fees required to draw the card, and then looked up to Shen Xing with embarrassment: "...the money doesn't seem to be enough."
At the beginning of this level, Shen Xing had drawn a card for himself. After the drawing, the account balance was only left. At this time, the cost of drawing a card increased to 34,999 yuan. If he smoked this card, then he There are only more than two hundred dollars left in the account, which is stretched. Yuan Sanfan also mentioned to him that the system store can sell a lot of technologies that are helpful to this level. He is also planning to pay for it, and he will not have to spend half a day trying to please the gods in exchange for technology.
Now it seems that this situation does not mean that you have to use a new card. If you can’t, just use your old identity to punish? He believed that he was also an upright manly husband who should be able to bear it.
Shen Xing was very determined in this respect, saying: "Draw cards, I will solve other problems."
...I know you can solve it, but please solve it and ask your poor little servant to please you for a long time. I want to spend money to solve, do not want to spend money to draw cards.
But Shen Xing looked at him calmly, and the left hand wrapped around his waist tapped on him naturally and rhythmically.
Wu Fei counseled.
He opened the communicator and chose to extract a new identity.
A system prompt sounds: "Is a new identity for your contractor Shen Xing?"
Wu Fei chose to confirm, and then saw the familiar and long-lost golden light ball appear in front of him. Speaking of course, he really hasn't drawn a new identity for Xingshen for a long time. The last new identity was still Xingshen's self-reliance and secretly extracted himself.
Prince Shen still hugged him calmly and naturally. The strength of the ss-class blood family is not small, Wu Fei tried to try to break away, but Shen Xing did not respond, and did not show the intention to let him go. Wu Fei was honest and did not fight, especially honest Earth continued to sit on Prince Shen's lap, and now he still has to hold this embracing posture to draw.
Thinking about the benefits, this should be able to rub a lot of European spirits.
However, it is not good to think that Xingshen only draws out the n-card, and it may be deceiving to absorb Ou Tefei.
Wu Fei maintained this posture and extended his right hand over the light sphere.
Soon afterwards, a gleam of golden light escaped, forming a series of fine and dense gold threads, and finally woven into a golden translucent card on the back of his hand.
Wu Fei hardly exhaled nervously and took a slight sigh of relief as much as possible. He stretched out his left hand and tried to remove the golden card floating on the back of his right hand.
The golden ball and golden light slowly disappeared, and the card slowly solidified and fell on his hand.
Wu Fei turned over the card and saw the card face information:
Name: Shen Xing
Race: Lich
Identity: Black Magic Magister
Rarity: s
Identification: There are seven mage towers on this continent, which are divided into seven attributes: light, darkness, fire, water, wind, earth, and wood. The most powerful magician in each department can become the master of the practice tower. As the master of the Dark Mage Tower, he has unrivaled achievements in black magic. The royal families and universities in various countries often invited him to give lectures, but he was rarely willing to take his own step. What the people on the mainland can't think of is that under the pale and beautiful human skin, he is actually a lich-a creature transformed from a corpse and reborn in witchcraft, really only like the appearance of the appearance. Is the black magician so simple?
After reading this identity statement, Wu Fei only had five words in his heart-"Who do you ask me?"
This is the act of walking, not to mention the suggestive words in the identity statement, even if nothing is said in the identity statement, only write such pure words as "Excellent successor to the socialist cause with Chinese characteristics in the new era, three good students every year," He can't do it easily.
The only thing that touched Wu Fei was that he really pulled out an s-class identity by sitting on the leg of Xingshen. Next time, you can try holding a cat-type Xingshen draw card, while pulling the hair and drawing cards, maybe you can draw a better card than the s-class.
Shen Xing's upper body was closely attached to him, and naturally saw the information of his new identity.
"Say, punish you with a new identity. No matter how you punish, you can't refuse it," he said.
Wu Fei nodded because he could feel the cold breath of the blood prince spilling on his ears. It was obviously a cold breath, but he felt that his ears were a bit hot.
"...Brother." He hesitated, still struggling, "You let me down first, I, I want to switch ID cards."
"Can't you just switch it? No matter how you switch, it's not me?"
"Not..."
He just felt that it was quite embarrassing to change a new identity for the first time and to sit on the lap of the gods after the change.
The blood clan did not bother him any more. He let go of Wu Fei elegantly, let Wu Fei go to the ground, then stood up, stretched out his hands, straightened his flat white shirt, and looked up at him: "Change it."
Wu Fei switched ID cards for his contractors for the second time today.
A brand new, s-class identity card.
He actually couldn’t quite understand why President Shen had to change his identity to punish him. In fact, his energy was not enough to support the use of s-class identity all the time, so this so-called punishment should be ended within three days.
As a lich, the walking is as pale as Prince Shen, but compared to the handsome and noble vampires who rely on blood to live and enjoy flowers and dinners, Shen Xing under the lich status seems more lonely and silent.
This is also fully understandable. After all, although they are also lifeless and dead creatures, in various legends, compared with the blood races that hunt humans and like to revel in the night, the lich will use the mage, Research scholars, pharmacists, etc. sound like a house. Even if they also live in a castle that never sees the sky, in people's imagination, vampires must go out to find food at night, but the lich can stay in the castle for thousands of years, until the book does not go out, can be said It is very dead.
In terms of combat methods, Prince Shen is also more inclined to the demon warrior. The strong physical qualities of the blood clan make him not afraid of any close combat; but the lich is different. The identity card clearly states that it is a mage. .
At this time, the pale and beautiful non-human mage looked at the human in front of him and murmured slightly: "... punishment."
Wu Fei didn't hear what he said, but he also widened his eyes and looked at his contractor and asked, "What?"
He didn't wait for the other party's explanation.
Lich Shen raised his hand and pointed his finger at him. Wu Fei only felt that a black light hit him, and then, under the irradiation of black light, he became smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller, until the whole person was enveloped by the black light.
He raised his head in amazement, and wanted to ask Shen Lich what the was going on? Is this his punishment? Make him smaller?
Indeed, for a normal human, even if he understands that Shen Xing is looking after him, he will not be in danger, but Wu Fei still feels a huge panic attack on him in an instant, as if he has been taken away all his abilities, Everything around him made him panic, and even the corner of the table became a behemoth in his eyes.
He opened his mouth to ask Shen Xing and shouted to him, but he heard...
A few weak and milky "meow" meows.
Wu Fei looked at his hand in disbelief-where there is still a hand, all he saw was a milky white paw. Under the paws, there is a tender pink soft meat pad.
Wu Fei's eyes widened and he looked at the trousers of men...
He didn't care either, so he caught Shen Xing's trousers and seemed to be afraid that the other party could not find him, or threw him away.
Fortunately, the man did not leave, but squatted down, extended his hand, and gently grasped his little paw to release him from his pants, and then hugged it into his hand.
He stood up and walked in the house holding Wu Fei.
Wu Fei suddenly felt a little afraid of heights, and quickly buried his head in Shen Xing's arms.
Eventually, his contractor stopped in front of the floor-standing mirror in the study, took his small head out of his arms, hugged her and looked at the mirror-the pale and beautiful face of the lich was reflected in the mirror, and he In her arms, a panic-white milky little milk cat.
The lich put a finger on the head of the little white cat, concisely speaking, his voice calm: "It's you."
He is telling Wu Fei, this is you.
Wu Fei panicked Shen Xing's arm out of the probe and looked at the little white cat in the mirror.
... quite like his son.
They were right that year, the rich looked like me.
Forget it, the gods always need to be cats from time to time, why can't he be a cat.
...
Wu Fei thought about it deliberately, because he often turned into a cat, but he more easily accepted the setting that he also became a cat.
After accepting it, he limped down and lay down between the man's arms without moving.
Lich Shen Xing looked at him, and finally raised his other hand, put it gently on his head, and said in silence: "...be good."