Holding the unopened lid of the bottle in her hand, the woman walked slowly towards Kasia, as if she could feel her gaze roaming over Kasia's body, collecting the changes that had taken place in Kasia in the few hours she had been away. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's already night outside, I wonder how you're doing during the day?" Savina smiled as she opened the bottle and poured it on the sharp knife to sterilize it.

Jaedu looked at Kasia's buried face, which was covered with sweat, and the uncontrollable convulsions became frequent. The breath was like wheezing, and the white heat that came out seemed to be about to go out, and the last gasp of the steam machine was about to go out, and he was about to finish his life. The strength of the blood vessels was beyond their imagination, and even though the back of the hand and forehead were bulging like tree roots, there seemed to be no signs of cracking and swelling.

"I said it would be strong, I wonder if you agree with me now?" Savina said, breathing out a breath that could blow onto Kasia's face, slender fingers touching his arm, where the last few inhibition tubes were.

He sighed heavily again in his rapid breath, the sound of which was the same as the pressure in the steam furnace released by the head of the locomotive. The weight on it was like a mountain coming down, and the air around it became noticeably oppressive.

Kasia looked up, his chest rising and falling rapidly, each gasp rising and falling as violently as a deep breath. The closed eyes opened, and there were still those clear eyes inside, only here there was nothing that had changed. Because he didn't have the strength to speak, he could only look at the woman in front of him quietly. The staggered gaze between the two already illustrates the answer in Kasia's mind.

"I really like you a little, and I can't bear to be your best prey. But you can't belong to me on a mission. Savina skillfully cut the skin on the boy's arm in front of her, and glanced at those eyes, the nostalgia and reluctance in her words were not disguised. But in less than a second, the feeling was buried by the desire and excitement that followed. Completely buried without a little nakedness.

"But these eyes are something that can be completely mine. She placed the newly removed suppressor in her hand into the box and continued, her gaze being the same aggressive as Kasia's, "The people up there just want you to live. It's easy to make an excuse to keep those eyes on and make sure your life is still alive. What do you think of this idea?"

Next came the other arm, and Savina had already positioned the last two inhibition tubes as she spoke.

Cut open the skin, determine the growth status of the inhibitory tubes, and then carefully remove them from the flesh wrapper, with fine control and not too fast. After removal, wrap it in clean sterile plastic wrap and put it in ice cubes for cryopreservation. Later, the wound cut by a sharp knife is pressed with a hemostatic cotton to stop the bleeding. When the wound no longer flows blood, it means that the body's ability to heal itself is already actively repairing the wound. After the surgery, the rate at which the surgeon's blood clots has become very fast.

Without wasting a moment's time, Savina finished doing this, and counted whether the number of inhibition tubes in the box matched the number of wounds on the boy behind her. Then close the lid and roughly clean and disinfect used knives, tweezers and other utensils. Every step, every movement, she did it very well. When he finished placing these things on the silver plate, he nodded with satisfaction.

Not only the pursuit of the final result, but also the process and the details of each step are also things she enjoys.

Savina stepped forward and touched the boy's face as the temperature rose abnormally, the scorching heat indicating that the reaction was underway. I wanted to look at those eyes again, but the eyelids were clenched like a dam gate, and now I could only see the slight movement of the eyelashes, which were not very long.

Her hands were a little reluctant to leave the hot face, and all kinds of thoughts sprouted in Savina's head, and her heart burned as hot as the temperature in her hands at this time.

"I'll come back to see you later, but you need a quiet environment to really experience it. I guess I'm just an inappropriate being here right now. Savina finally let go of Kasia's face, and the residual warmth on her hand didn't dissipate until she walked out of the room.

The temperature on his body caused the sweat to evaporate, and the white mist rose in front of Kasia, and his breath sank. The peristalsis of the muscles intensified, and the moment the inhibition tube was lost, the loss of control of the dragon tissue was inevitable. It seems that the current efforts are only slightly increasing the time for the runaway to arrive, and preventing the early arrival of the withering state.

"Kasia!Kasia!Kasia!"

Eager voices echoed through the empty room, but there was no response, and Kasia's basic sense seemed to have been lost. The sweat on her body evaporated quickly, and Kessan knew that she had underestimated the temperature on Kasia's body now. The energy transmission in his body had begun to get out of control, and the heat emitted by the violent rejection reaction and mutual devouring could not be completely dissipated through the normal heat dissipation system.

The shouting didn't stop, and Kessan was anxious, but there was nothing to do. No matter how much her body writhed, the strength of the soft steel cable was not something she could break free. These struggles now only add to the wounds on the wrists and ankles.

"Cassia、、、!"

The shouting voice was blown out by the wind like a candle flame on the way, and there was no chance of rekindling it. Kessanne's mouth opened, and finally closed heavily. His eyes were horrified as he stared at Cassia as he suddenly looked up, the sweat on his distorted face was not equal to the rate at which it evaporated.

"I'm 、、、 fine, don't worry about 、、、. The words are still clear, and the thoughts seem to be there. But every word carries a power that is about to run out.

Before he could finish speaking, his head was already buried, and there was no longer any sign of wanting to lift it.

Kessan nodded, not speaking, even though she knew Kasia and couldn't see the action. The physical struggle stopped, and Kessan turned her head away from looking at Kasia, trying to forget something. But what had been deeply imprinted in her memory was like a phantom, and it appeared vividly in her eyes. It was something that had been reflected in her pupils just now, and the electrical signal transmitted to the white matter of her brain had been received and processed.

I don't know when, those eyes turned fiery red. There was something in the cross pupils that was angry, an angry breath, and a flame that was about to spiral out of control. The gaze of those eyes became a physical channel, and the invisible aura was literally transmitted to Kxan.

The room fell into a deep sea-like silence, except for the sound of gasps that never stopped. (To be continued.) )