In the end, Zheng Qing was the only one who went to the flight attendant's lounge for consultation.
Li Meng had to take care of three pets and an injured and shivering elf, and was in a hurry. For this reason, she even dragged the little monk Shi Yuan next to her to help.
Xiao Xiao quickly flipped through his big black notebook, frowning.
So Zheng Qing shrugged and decided to go alone.
The flight attendant's lounge is at the door of the cafeteria, and the door is ajar. Through the glass window, you can see a flight attendant wearing his own uniform, lying on the table.
Zheng Qing hesitated for a moment, then finally opened the door and said hello: "Hello, excuse me."
The flight attendant lay on her stomach, not moving, and seemed to whisper something.
Zheng Qing took a few steps forward, and a fragrance similar to the tips of elf wings floated into his nose.
"Hello!" he said again.
The flight attendant was still lying motionless, but at this time Zheng Qing could clearly see her shoulders trembling.
"Hello, do you need any help?" He asked again with some worry. A strange emotion filled his heart - because this sentence should have been said by the flight attendant to himself.
"I'm hungry." The flight attendant lay on her arm and whimpered.
"Are you hungry?" Zheng Qing raised his head, turned and glanced at the cafeteria outside the door, a little confused: "There are a lot of food outside, what do you want to eat?"
"Can you eat whatever you want?" The flight attendant stopped trembling and slowly raised her head. Her black hair hung messily on her face, which was extremely dazzling against her fair skin.
But what's even more dazzling are her eyes.
A pair of scarlet, beautiful eyes that shine with crazy luster.
Not long ago, Zheng Qing had seen these eyes on the face of a ferocious pig demon. Unexpectedly, these eyes appeared on a flight attendant with a gorgeous appearance and a good figure. Zheng Qing was in a trance, almost thinking that he was
Dreaming.
In the corner of my eye, I felt a green glow.
He turned his neck stiffly and looked into the deep corner of the room.
The group of disappearing elves formed a neat circle, filled with dim green light.
In the circle is a female corpse sitting in the corner.
The female corpse's hair was hanging down, and her face could not be seen clearly. Her heart was torn open, revealing her empty chest. Gurgling blood flowed from the wound, dyeing the floor around her bright red.
The elves worked hard to scoop up the nearly dry blood on the ground and fed it into the gray-white, slightly open lips of the female corpse. The blood slid down the esophagus into the empty chest, and then flowed out along the horrific wound on the chest.
She is the master of the elf.
And now, their master is dead.
They are also dying.
They don't want to die.
For some reason, Zheng Qing could strongly feel the despair and unwillingness of these little guys to give up.
The flight attendant stood up.
She slowly walked to Zheng Qing, lowered her head, and leaned against his neck, her nose twitching rapidly.
"It smells so good." She murmured, her voice soft and sweet, with some annoyance in her tone: "Why do you smell so good?"
Just like a girl in love complains to her boyfriend.
Zheng Qing's hair stood on end.
For the first time, he knew what it felt like to have the hairs all over his body exploding.
Sweat pours out of the pores, taking away body heat.
The chill started from the neck, spread to the back, and quickly spread to the whole body.
"Are you a monster?" He asked in a hoarse voice with a changed tone, his tongue dry.
"It's true." The succubus looked at him with a smile, stretched out her pink tongue, and licked her bright red lips: "Excuse me, can I eat you?"
In Zheng Qing's horrified eyes, the banshee smiled gracefully.
The banshee is none other than Nikita who snuck into First University's special plane.
As part of Captain Misty's grand plan, she needs to infiltrate First University.
But she didn't expect that she would be exposed so soon.
According to the agreement between the captain and her, only after successfully sneaking into First University, waiting for an opportunity to make some big noise, and attracting the attention of the school's senior management, can she retire and be officially listed on the Mist's ship.
Now that the identity of the demon has been discovered in advance, let alone becoming an official crew member of the mist, there is no telling whether he will be torn to pieces by the angry captain.
"But it smells really good." Nikita took a deep breath, and the alluring aroma filled her chest; every cell was agitated.
The last time I had this feeling of hunger and thirst was when I met Teacher Ulrich in the Sahara.
At that time, she had not eaten blood for half a year.
The spicy beetles were a delicious treat in her mouth.
But now, she was very sure that she was not hungry, it was just because the smell of this boy was so tempting.
This strange smell brought back memories buried deep in her blood. She originally just hid quietly in the lounge, but in the end she couldn't help but attack the flight attendant on duty.
The succubus opened the drawer of the table next to her.
It was empty except for a round white porcelain plate with a dark red heart in it.
The heart seemed to be still alive, twitching occasionally and squeezing out a few drops of sticky blood, adding a little color to the dull porcelain plate.
The banshee stretched out her delicate hands and picked up the heart.
The elves sitting in a circle not far away suddenly rose up, screamed angrily, and rushed towards the heart.
"Xixi! Xixi!!"
The banshee waved her arms in boredom, and slapped an elf rushing towards him to the ground.
It's like swatting a mosquito to death.
The elves cried out and carried their companions back to the female corpse in the corner.
They no longer rushed forward recklessly, but looked at the heart in the banshee's hand from a distance.
The banshee took out the condiment bottle from her bag and sprinkled the apex of her heart with the sparkling condiment.
"Some demons like to eat from the aorta, because they think the muscles there are the chewiest." The banshee looked at Zheng Qing with a smile, and explained patiently: "But I always like to eat from the apex of the heart, because there is a cavity in the apex of the heart.
Hot blood, take a sip, the hot plasma rolls in your mouth, coupled with the smooth texture of the meat on the tip of your heart, it is really a great enjoyment."
As she spoke, she bit the tip of her heart with an intoxicated expression.
"Xixi! Xixi!!" The sharp cries of the elves completely woke Zheng Qing up.
He took an awkward step back.
The succubus did not stop him.
Zheng Qing's heart was beating crazily, his arms were stiff, his fingers were spasming due to excessive force, and he couldn't even open the gray cloth bag he was holding.
The banshee in front of him did not hurt him or give him any comfort. The dark red heart held in the banshee's hand and the strand of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth declared her future to him.
Zheng Qing staggered and retreated into the restaurant.
The banshee in the lounge dropped the bitten heart on the ground.
His heart rolled twice, and he was hugged by several elves who rushed over, carried back to the corner, and stuffed into the chest of the female corpse.
The banshee took out a white silk scarf, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, followed Zheng Qing's retreating steps, and walked out of the lounge with elegant cat steps.
"Da, da, da." The heels of the shoes hit the floor, making a crisp sound.
"Pa!" When Zheng Qing retreated in panic, he knocked over a dining table, and the tableware on it crashed onto the orange floor.
The originally noisy restaurant became much quieter for a while.
Everyone's curious eyes focused on Zheng Qing.
Then people saw the flight attendant slowly walking out of the lounge.
Saw those scarlet eyes.
The air seemed to be frozen.
"demon!!"
I don’t know who yelled this word.
With this word, a terrifying aura erupted from the banshee and spread to the entire restaurant.