Sometimes, there were some things that didn't require too many reasons or too many utilitarian reasons.
It only depended on whether you wanted to or not.
That was all.
Because of this, in the real world, the police had the most headaches when it came to such aimless crimes. There was no motive that could be explained by common sense. This was equivalent to cutting off the police's conventional means of investigation.
For example, in a murder case, the police would first investigate the people who had conflicts with the deceased. At the same time, they would investigate the people who had criminal records nearby. Generally speaking, if they found the interests and motive, the case would be mostly solved. However, if it was a person, such as a university professor or an ordinary student, who suddenly wanted to kill someone on a whim and then really killed someone, and happened to avoid the cameras and other obvious evidence, the difficulty of solving the case would instantly increase by many levels.
Originally, Su Bai had really planned to follow behind the three of them and pass this story. However, sometimes, it seemed that it was difficult to be a normal person.
The meaning of Lan Lin's repeated hints was very simple. You have to do something for me.
Although he did not know what Lan Lin's goal was, nor did he know what Lan Lin was up to.
However, being treated as a chef and a follower, Su Bai naturally felt uncomfortable. If there was really a chance, he did not mind taking another risk.
Causing trouble.
Wasn't that what Young Master Su was good at?
He did not treat the Lan Lin and the other two as listeners. He treated the three of them as NPCs in the story world. If he wanted to obtain more benefits, he had to bear more risks at the same time. This was something Su Bai knew very well.
The Pi Xiu's body was already dripping with blood. Its battle with Su Bai was actually very clear. However, the Pi Xiu seemed to be persevering. It believed that its master would come back to save it.
However.
It was unfortunate for it. Fortunately for Su Bai, its master, the Thunder Tower, had yet to return.
Originally, Su Bai felt that it had already taken a lot more time than he had expected, but it was still calm and peaceful now, so Su Bai was happy to relax and continue to fire slowly.
Gradually, Pi Xiu seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, especially when it knew that Thunderbolt Tower had definitely sensed that something had happened to it, but it had yet to come back. It was clear that it was in despair because its last hope had been destroyed.
Su Bai saw the pleading look in the eyes of the Pi Xiu. It was obviously planning to give up and was begging for mercy.
There was a huge difference between a divine beast and a pig. However, there were times when there was no difference. When faced with a butcher's knife, when facing death, there would also be fear.
Su Bai took one hand away from the Pi Xiu's mouth, his nails piercing into the Pi Xiu's body, but the Pi Xiu's scales were extremely strong, Su Bai's nails drew sparks on its body, but was unable to pierce through.
Su Bai didn't use brute force, he just used his finger to lightly touch it.
In order to survive, Pi Xiu took the initiative to let go of the defense on its body, allowing Su Bai's nails to pierce into its body.
Golden blood flowed out, like crimson molten iron, it directly melted Su Bai's skin, fusing into Su Bai's body. For a moment, Su Bai felt as if his entire body was being forged in a furnace, it was extremely painful, his facial expression was also distorted, but he still endured it and did not make a sound, continuing to guide the Pi Xiu's blood into his body.
How many chances did he have to obtain the blood of a divine beast?
This time, he had to suck it to his heart's content!
Pi Xiu's body continued to shrink with the loss of its own blood, but its stomach seemed to become bigger and bigger, its thirsty gaze becoming more and more intense, clearly carrying a strong desire to live, but also reminding Su Bai that if this continued, it would really die.
Su Bai closed his eyes, and began to guide all the blood mist he left in Pi Xiu's body to retreat, returning to his own body. When the blood circulated in Pi Xiu's body, it could be considered as being tempered by Pi Xiu, before returning to Su Bai's body, becoming even purer and clearer. This meant that at this moment, Su Bai was treating this Pi Xiu as an "air purifier".
In order to not let Pi Xiu die like this, Su Bai still stopped in advance, the blood was absorbed back, the Pi Xiu's stomach also returned to normal, but it was indeed a few times smaller than before, it was estimated that the few months of blood essence he had fed to Pi Xiu was in vain.
Pi Xiu lay on the ground like a sick cat, its breathing became very unstable, and some brilliance began to appear on its body, constantly flickering. Its body's appearance was also undergoing some changes, as if it was becoming another form.
Pi Xiu was still very famous in China, its stone carvings and murals could be seen everywhere, so Su Bai was also very clear about what Pi Xiu generally looked like. This fellow that was currently changing its appearance clearly did not look like a dragon's son.
Immediately, a hint of understanding appeared in Su Bai's eyes.
"It's not a pure-blooded Pi Xiu, it's something that cultivated the Pi Xiu's bloodline through luck."
Su Bai sat down on the ground, the burning feeling on his body did not lessen in the slightest, but after getting used to this feeling, he felt like he was in a sauna, it was also quite comfortable. This was a kind of sick torture, comparable to sexual asphyxiation and SM. It seemed like Su Bai really did have this kind of very human fetish, because he had tried the first two before, and it felt pretty good.
Stretching out his hand and touching the Pi Xiu's head, Su Bai was hesitating whether to kill it or not. Originally, he only planned to draw some blood, at that time, even if Thunderbolt Tower found out and got angry, it would not go to the extent of fighting to the death with him, at least there would be a little leeway. However, this Pi Xiu was obviously a string, its bloodline had directly fallen from the ranks of Divine Beasts, which was equivalent to killing it. It would be really strange if Thunderbolt Tower did not fight to the death with him in the future.
Stretching out his hand and touching the blue ring on his finger, Su Bai subconsciously stimulated it, then released it, and then stimulated it a few more times. He knew that Catwoman should still be nearby, not too far away, because he had stuffed the item from the Ice Man's jewelry in the position of Catwoman's heart. If he stimulated one here, the rest would also react. This was something that Catwoman should know, her life was still in his hands.
About ten minutes later, a sharp cat's cry came from behind Su Bai. Turning around, Su Bai saw a Catwoman in clothes with wings just above him.
"Your aura has increased again, you must have secretly eaten a lot of good things, right? Hehe, you even learned to dress up, how shameless." Su Bai was not suppressed by the Catwoman's aura, especially since he clearly held the other party's lifeline, there was no need to foolishly think of competing with her aura to determine who was better, she really had nothing better to do.
After hovering in the air for half a minute, Catwoman still landed. When she stood in front of Su Bai, she hesitated for a few seconds, but still lowered her body, kneeling on one knee in front of Su Bai.
But this reluctance, this unaccustomed, this unwillingness, was still very obvious and very clear.
"Good, this is good." Su Bai reached out and pinched the two lumps of flesh in front of Catwoman's expanding breasts.
Catwoman did not move, allowing Su Bai to do whatever he wanted.
This scene was a little obscene, and also a little absurd.
Behind him was a small mountain of corpses.
This man, on the other hand, was pinching the breasts of a sexy cat girl. If an artist were to paint this scene on an oil painting, then there would be too many things that could be reflected. For example, the most extreme interpretation of lust. Lust, blood, violence, women, and so on were all mixed together.
However, only Su Bai knew in his heart that he was really not empty and lonely to this extent.
"It's mutated again. No, it's strengthened again." A smile appeared at the corner of Su Bai's mouth, and he directly tore open Catwoman's top. It was very rough, very brute force, and very direct.
"Rip …"
A crisp sound was heard.
Two lumps of flesh appeared on Catwoman's chest. They did not look like breasts. Instead, they turned into two cat heads that just hung there. These two cat heads did not have intelligence. They were dead objects, or rather, they were organs that grew on Catwoman's body.
Werecats could devour the power in each other's flesh and blood. At the same time, they could also inherit some other things from each other. For example, the Catwoman's wings were inherited from another werecat that she had devoured.
"This is really, really disgusting." Su Bai looked at the two cat heads and shook his head. Although he did not have the primitive impulse between a human man and a woman towards this Catwoman, he still felt a sense of regret when he saw such a sexy and hot woman become like this.
"If … you … don't … like … it … I can … take … it back …"
The Catwoman reached out and grabbed Su Bai's hand.
Su Bai's gaze focused slightly. He subconsciously felt that the Catwoman was preparing to challenge his authority again.
However …
In the next moment …
The Catwoman pressed Su Bai's hand harder against her chest.
The two cat heads on her chest began to fade away and turned into two towering lumps of softness. Su Bai could still feel a cherry-like elasticity from his palm.
"I have high requirements in that area."
"But … you … down … is hard …" The Catwoman's gaze began to look down.
Su Bai also looked down. Then, he pursed his lips and explained seriously,
"I just drank the blood of a divine beast. Its blood has the effect of strengthening one's Yang."
Even the tiger's penis could strengthen one's Yang, let alone the blood of a Pixiu. It could definitely stimulate the Yang energy in a man's body.
The Catwoman nodded with a hint of loneliness on her face. Although she had intelligence, her level of thinking was similar to that of a barbarian. She believed that in order to please a person, as a woman, she only needed to give her body for the other party to enjoy.
At the same time, the Catwoman muttered,
"I believe you."
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