Octopus Online Feeding Guide

With a round blond head resting on the tips of his wrists and toes, Adrian yawned and threw another piece of dragon beard candy into his mouth.

"Flies are annoying." As soon as the toes were retracted, Hayle charged forward again without giving up, and his arms and legs were caught from the afterimage, strangling his neck.

Richel blinked, and it took him a long time to react, and asked the people around him, "Is he talking about me?"

"No no, you're talking about me."

As soon as the words fell, Haier turned into a group of bats and successfully escaped from his arms.

For some reason, the panic in his heart was getting bigger and bigger. He was obviously immortal, but he began to fear death.

He dodged to the side, no longer interested in fighting, and quickly flew into the air.

Adrian narrowed his eyes slightly.

The blood race is the fastest race on the mainland, and even their natural enemies, the werewolves, are slightly inferior, so they can only catch them by playing tricks.

In less than an instant, his figure was completely captured by others, forming invisible giant nets one by one, which could not be seen, but knocked Hayer down, making him unable to move again.

He cut open his finger secretly, blood of the vampire flowed from the wound, dripping on the ground, and he recited the spell in his heart, but there was no movement for a long time.

The blood spirit, the blood knight, his storm, sharp claws, and even his innate magical talent all betrayed him at this moment.

The octopus just stood there calmly, joking with Richel beside him, everything was calm.

Hayle's face was tense in panic, he had no doubt that if there was a sharp weapon to kill him, Adrian would stab him without hesitation, it was easier than crushing an ant.

"Would you like to eat and see, little vampire."

Hayil looked up, and Richel didn't know when he was squatting beside him.

Just now he saw the child jumping up and down, very lively, but he was exhausted and out of breath after a while.

"It will turn into a bat. Is it a vampire? Does he bite people? Drink people's blood?" Richel asked the people around him.

"No, this one is still young and not sensible enough to let him drink your blood." The octopus comforted, how could it scare its partner.

Reassured, Richel went over and handed him a piece of candy.

"Honey, what a waste to give sugar to a dead man." Adrian rolled the sugar in his hand, "Give me the best."

"Be careful that you become the first diabetic octopus in history." Richel angrily went to grab the candy in his hand, "Give it back to me, you've eaten enough today."

A few tentacles of Adrian rolled him in front of him, his smile was close to his cheeks, the tip of his cool nose lightly touched his fair skin, his emerald green eyes surged, "That can't be given Everyone else is mine."

He gave Hayle a meaningful look on the ground.

he's mine.

The blood clan shook heavily, obviously understood the meaning in his eyes, and lowered his head.

Adrian licked Richel's face contentedly.

Sacrifice?He couldn't bear it himself.

The utterly stupid idiot.

"You're enough." Richel rubbed his face on his robe, "Put me down."

After finally breaking free from the sticky octopus, he helped Hayle up, and said, "Last time, I saw that you came here to eat alone, without any money, did you get lost with other vampires?"

Haier wrinkled his bun face, blinked his big watery eyes, and looked at him pitifully.

This age among human beings is only a child of four or five years old. Who can do such a thing and turn such a cute child into a vampire.

Touching the soft hair on the top of his head, Richel said: "If you eat animal blood, my place is a restaurant, but there are a lot of chicken and duck blood, you can come over when you are free."

"Okay." Hayle's face brightened immediately, and he can eat in the open in the future.

Passing him a piece of candy, Richel patted the remaining bean powder on his hands, and asked Adrian to take out the dragon beard candy on the plate.

"Let's release prizes first to attract people to sign up for training courses in advance." Richer is ambitious. "This time, at least all the people in the outer city and most of the middle city should be mobilized to participate together."

If someone really goes to another continent to plant sugarcane after winter, at least before the sugarcane matures and is shipped back to the Kelexi continent next year, he will take advantage of the sugar to make a fortune, and spread the chopsticks culture by the way, borrowing training courses The publicity, and the reputation of the restaurant.

Bunches of cute dragon beard candies were neatly placed on a tray and placed on the counter in the lobby. Richel threw out the price tag and offered a sky-high price.

"6 gold coins, a box of dragon beard candies?" An old man bent over with his hands behind his back, trying to open his eyes wide, looking at the eight little white balls, delicate and delicate.

The magic wand was pressed against his forehead, moving his head outward.

"Come closer and your mossy tongue will lick it." Chelsea rolled her eyes, but they were too small for anyone to see.

"The elixir for bringing the dead back to life is not so expensive." A neatly dressed mercenary next to him joined in the fun with his arms folded.

A young man in aristocratic robes walked in from the door, glanced at the carriage parked by the side of the road, under the silent urging of the girl in the carriage, he detoured sideways, twisting his hips to avoid the approach of others, for fear of Contaminated with some terrible filth.

Nothing could be more demeaning than to have him stand among these untouchables and argue with them.

"Candy, do you know? This is a ball of candy that has become silky. Have you ever seen silky candy?" Chelsea asked, crossing her legs at the counter.

The crowd shook their heads.

"Have you ever seen a sugar thread thinner than the hair of the goddess of victory, shining with the holy light of wisdom, who has seen it?"

Everyone shook their heads again.

"Then you say it's expensive?"

Everyone can only shake their heads.

Chelsea was satisfied.

She hadn't seen it before today, but it didn't stop her from despising other people.

Who told this candy to be made by her restaurant, what an honor!

"I've never even seen sugar."

"I heard it's very sweet, sweeter than those wild fruits in the forest."

"I smelled it just now, it's sweet and greasy." The old man said, "There is a fragrance."

"Really?" Many people got closer, even the noble young man couldn't help walking forward, because the person in front of him smelled of sweat, wrinkled his nose, and rubbed his hands on his chest. Did not lean forward any further.

"I heard that things like sugar and honey can cure many diseases even if they can't bring the dead back to life."

"I've seen it before. If my master has a headache, he goes to the room and digs out a little honey, dissolves it in water, and after drinking it, he really doesn't have a headache."

The noble youth secretly rolled his eyes.

"So miraculous?" Everyone chattered and were stunned.

"Uncle Daban has a piece of candy, he has already made a will, how should he distribute that piece of candy to his three sons."

"Has he eaten, tasted it?"

The man shook his head, circled a piece with his fingers and gestured: "Such a big piece, whole, who would be willing to eat it."

Everyone was amazed again.

The young man puffed out his chest, for there might be desserts at their family banquet.

"That's the reward that Daban got No. 1 for participating in the first chopsticks training class." Chelsea saw the needle, lazily propping his head and returning a sentence.

This rekindled their thirst for knowledge.

"What training course, why haven't I heard of it?"

"The last time it was held in front of the store, everyone in the neighborhood knew about it."

"Why didn't you tell us such a good thing?"

"How do I know that their prize is really a piece of candy, such a big piece of candy." The man felt a little regretful. At that time, none of the participants came here with luck. He saw that chopsticks were difficult to learn, and after a day of participation, he never I didn't come, I didn't expect to learn to eat the dishes here later.

"When will there be this jerky class?" The name is really hard to remember.

Chelsea hooked her mouth and took out a stack of leaflets. The time and place were clearly stated on it, and she added the latest content.

"After the training session, there will be a competition. The top three will get a box of dragon beard crisps, and No.1 will get an extra piece of malt candy of this size."

Chelsea's unwavering to rigid tone and impatient gestures could not extinguish their enthusiasm at all, and they were all gearing up.

"It's just for novices -- the group who don't know how to use chopsticks at all."

"Then what should we do? We already know how to use chopsticks, don't we deserve to have candies?" Everyone was dissatisfied again, especially the mercenary, who didn't know how to use chopsticks before.

Because he was attracted by the private room of the restaurant, he made a few deals while eating in the private room. Slowly, he also learned to use chopsticks, and enjoyed the feeling of doing business in a leisurely way.

"I haven't finished yet." Chelsea deliberately hung on to them, and said slowly, "In order to give back to our regular customers who have persisted in upholding the fine tradition of dining in hotels and restaurants for more than half a year, we have specially set up a regular customer group, and all contestants will get a small reward." A ball of dragon beard candy."

Before the words were finished, there was another wave of waves in the restaurant lobby.

Chelsea lowered his eyelids and raised his hand, everyone silenced and lost their mouths.

Why is it so noisy, sleep quality will be affected.

"The top five in the competition will all get a box of soybean powder dragon beard candy, and No.1 will get an extra box of peanut dragon beard candy and three pieces of malt candy."

With cheap corn, Richer was generous with the prize.

The spell was lifted, and the people present seemed to have not recovered from the surprise of the prize.

After a long time, there was a buzzing sound of discussion in the lobby, either meditating alone or whispering.

The noble youth glanced around, trotted and jumped a few steps to move to the corner next to the wall.

As soon as he walked to the side, a heat wave hit, and in the next moment, a raging flame swept across the sky. He quickly pulled the two people beside him to block him, and he got low and got under the table.

Many people present were unarmed and ordinary races. They didn't have this level of acuity, and they couldn't hide at all.

A trace of panic flashed across Chelsea's square face. She picked up the magic wand, and without even thinking about it, a beam of gray mist shot out.

That beam of light seemed inconspicuous, but it implied extremely terrifying black magic. The mist spread out and divided into several strands, corroding a path where it passed, and emitting black smoke.

Between breaths, the mist enveloped the figure of a tall and strong man.

It was this man who moved his hand!

Taking advantage of this gap, Chelsea hurriedly turned over and got off the chair.

The heat coming towards her face implied the power of the explosion, and she was immediately besieged on all sides, with nowhere to escape.

With a wave of the magic wand in the air, a huge whirlwind rose out of thin air, and the surrounding cups shook and shattered, all rolled into the air, breaking the shackles that the big man put on her.

After the heat wave passed, everyone looked around from vomiting blood. The hotel lobby was covered in thick smoke and scorched earth, and there was a big hole in the wall where rocks melted into drops.

A big bald-headed man was already standing on the counter, stepping into a pit with one foot, pinching Chelsea's thin neck with his thick and powerful hands, lifting her up like a chicken.

"It's Hammer Wolf."

"Kayasu's number one mercenary, a strong man who has reached the sixth level of martial arts."

"I heard that he was wanted by the entire province of Engesa. How did he escape here?"

"City of Liberty, as long as you have money, power and strength, you can gain supreme freedom." The mercenary from before rubbed his sore back and said in a light tone. When he looked at the counter again, his eyes were full of admiration.

Compared with his muscular physique, Chelsea's delicate body and pink skirt are like campanulas swaying in the wind, and his skull can be broken off by him at any time.

"I've never liked to be rough on little girls. If you can cooperate, give me the gold coins, candies, and all valuable things from this restaurant, and I will spare your life as hard as I can."

Chelsea's hands were trembling and he wanted to lift the magic wand, his throat was choking, his face flushed instantly, and he was so depressed that he turned purple.

With a shake of his hand, the magic wand hit the edge of the counter and fell to the ground.

The biggest flaw of a magician is the body. If you don't suppress the enemy from the beginning, once you get close, you will have no chance to fight back.

"It seems that you are not willing to cooperate." The big man's hands tightened suddenly, Chelsea opened his mouth wide, and couldn't even scream.

"Murder is not allowed in the City of Liberty." At this time, a young nobleman stood up and scratched his gray hair with his little fingertips in distaste. "Otherwise, you will be expelled by the city lord."

"The city lord? That woman who hides in the castle every day?" The big man gave a disdainful smile, put his other hand on the top of Chelsea's head, and pulled in another direction, trying to tear her head off alive.

He pulled lightly in his hand, but found that his strength was no longer working.

Even more force was used, but it couldn't be moved.

Under the beautiful golden curly hair, the corners of the muscular and generous face gradually softened, and the facial features gradually became more refined.

"Hehehehe..."

Accompanied by chuckles that were not much louder than hissing sounds from under the face covered by long hair, Liebo shattered with a "hissing" sound, and the originally slender and weak arms became stronger than a big man.

The people around were babbling and wailing on the ground. Seeing this scene, they retreated outside the restaurant.

The scene in front of her was extremely incongruous, half of her body was still that of a delicate and beautiful girl, while the other arm had the image of a man.

Soon, this dissonance began to become coordinated.

Chelsea's limbs and body swelled open the gorgeous skirt on her body. She was wearing a thin white bottom skirt, propped up in her strong body, but through the messy hair, the big man could see how delicate and charming that face was.

With the blood in the neck beating, it finally swelled to the point where the big man couldn't hold it with one hand, and Chelsea successfully broke free from the shackles of Hammer Wolf.

"You, magic and martial arts?!" He was surprised for a moment, and immediately calmed down.

The dual practice of magic and martial arts is generally because both magic and martial arts are inferior to ordinary people, so they practice both and win by quantity.

But in the later stage, it is often no matter what aspect it is, it is not as good as a simple magician or martial artist.

"You... what are you doing?" Lichel came out with a plate of peanut powder and dragon whiskers, and stared at them in a daze.

Chelsea looked towards the kitchen door in surprise.

Adrian would let him out?

Just as he was thinking about it, an octopus tentacles protruded from the inside, wrapped around his waist and hooked him into the kitchen, Richel angrily hammered the tentacles several times, the tentacles did not move, and brought him to Adriatic Ann's side.

"Let go of me, what happened to those two people outside? Why did they fight in our store? What about Chelsea?"

Richel was very anxious, what if she was a weak girl, what would she do if she was hurt by them.

"That blonde hair is Chelsea."

Richel looked embarrassed, "Huh?"

With his clothes off, his arms are thicker than his thighs?

"Don't worry about her, it's just that kind of mess, it will be cleaned up in 2 minutes."

"No, I'm going to take a look." Richel was still worried, "That bald head is not easy to mess with."

He found a long wooden stick in the kitchen, tiptoed to the door, and suddenly remembered, isn't the octopus beside him a demon?

"Don't you know how to use some weird magic?"

"Strange?" Adrian folded his hands on his chest, leaned against the wall, and looked at him amusedly.

"It's just...you are a demon, why ask me?" Richel glared at him, how could he know as a human being.

A low-level young man who looks useless at first glance will only bully him every day.

Richel gave up on him and rushed out with a wooden stick.

Chelsea punched to the flesh, beating people upright, and forced Hammer Wolf to the corner without any power to fight back. Seeing him coming out again, he withdrew his martial skills and broke down: "Can you not interfere with the old lady's fight."

Richel held up the stick, embarrassed.

It seems to be in the way.

He immediately turned around and ran to the kitchen, but it was too late. Hammer Wolf saw the situation just now, and immediately noticed that the woman seemed to be concerned about the black-haired short man.

Take a closer look, isn't this dwarf what he is looking for?

For a moment, his innate martial skills were brought into full play, and with a roar, a huge King Kong phantom was created with his punch, and he hit Richel directly.

The gust of wind howled, and the fist wind whizzed away like a blunt sharp blade. The people around who hadn't had time to run out of the restaurant didn't even cry out, and their whole people were torn into bloody pieces in an instant.

But before the distance touched his body a few inches, his fist couldn't advance half a point.

Hammer Wolf had a ferocious expression, opened his mouth wide, and let out a neigh from the depths of his soul, and waved his other hand.

Exhausting all the strength of the whole body, it can't reach the wrist and toe of an octopus.

Richel watched all this in astonishment, completely forgetting how to act.

The arms and legs wound around the fist like snakes towards the wrist, and inwards, Hammer Wolf's sturdy body smashed through the wall and fell into the kitchen, in front of Adrian.

The other arm was inserted into his mouth, and when it was taken out again, the people present were astonished to see that a light golden soul body was slowly hooked out of the body.

The limbs hang down weakly, the face is so painful that the facial features are distorted and deformed, and the wailing sounds penetrate everyone's eardrums, along the trembling nerves, and penetrate the heart.

It was as if the soul's last cry and cry begged him to remain in this body.

The shouts ranged from heart-piercing to hoarse and hoarse, and finally, the arrogant head hung down forever.

With a flick of his arms and legs, Adrian threw the corpse aside in disgust. The Hammer Wolf, who was imprisoned by his arms and legs, was a soul body for the first time, and his eyes were still blank and innocent.

Adrian put his soul away, and moved closer to Richel, before he could speak, he noticed the fear in the other's eyes.

Is that the fear of oneself?

"Richer..."

Richer felt chills, and his whole body was unbearably stiff. After seeing Adrian strip a person's soul alive, he seemed to have suffered the same pain.

The screams that pierced his eardrums before he died left an indelible mark deep in his heart.

At this moment, he realized that the person next to him was a real devil.

It wasn't in a society ruled by law, not in an era when only steel pipes and bricks could be used for violence, and ordinary people didn't even have a chance to touch guns. This was a place that was completely unfamiliar to him, full of magic and force.

A scholar who exhausted his 30 years of stable life.In any case, the society that cannot explain these strange phenomena.

Treasure hunters and mercenaries can kill and steal as easily as he can cook a meal.The legendary demon, wearing a deceiving and friendly cloak at this moment, stretched out his hand towards him.

Richel backed away in horror, Adrian's approach gave him extreme anxiety, collapse and disbelief filled his eyes.At this moment, this monster, to him, is a terrifying executioner.

His foot slipped and he fell to the ground.

His hand was slippery for a while, and he picked it up to see that it was covered with blood.

The place where he sat slumped was a pile of meat slags that were too blurry to see the shape clearly. Blood flowed all over the floor, and he could only vaguely distinguish the white cloudy eyeballs and a small piece of finger on it.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

He wanted to hug his head and cry, but he found that his hands were covered with blood stained with fleshy foam, and the rusty smell made his stomach convulse, making him want to vomit.

Adrian teleported to his side and held him in his arms.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid."

Richel pushed him away vigorously, even more afraid of his approach.

"Honey, it's me, Adrian, the one you love the most."

"You are not a human, not a human! You are a devil, a devil..." He choked up until he couldn't make a sound, trying to shrink himself into a ball, and couldn't believe the scene he just saw.

It's easy to say a devil, but he can't bear it when he actually sees it.

Such a cruel killing of a man, such a vicious method of killing.

A look of hurt flashed in Adrian's eyes, and he gently kissed his sweaty forehead, eyes, tear-stained cheeks, and broken lips, and called his name affectionately.

"Richel...Richel..."

The person I love the most...

Richel had a long nightmare and couldn't wake up no matter what.

In the boundless darkness, big bloody hands rushed towards him covering the sky, and he could only run away aimlessly towards the front of the darkness with all his strength.

A huge eye rose slowly, blocking the way ahead, and stared at him motionlessly.

The surrounding tentacles with suction cups stretched out their teeth and claws and became bigger, rushing towards him with an evil aura.

He watched all this with horror, but there was no way to escape.

Above his head was arrogant and wanton ridicule, laughing at his weakness, his deceit, his ignorance and ignorance, which deeply hurt his eardrums.

He cried and squatted down, and when he found it again, there was endless darkness again, and the bloody hand stretched out to him behind him...

The cycle goes on and on, never ending.

until……

He heard soft, worried calls again and again.

Richel slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, and when he turned his head slightly, Adrian's face was within reach.

"Adrian..." He threw himself into his arms eagerly, holding onto him tightly, "I had a terrible nightmare."

Adrian patted his back lightly, and whispered in his ear: "It's not a dream, honey."

The thin body in his arms was visibly stiff.

He stroked his fluffy black hair distressedly, "Honey, I'm a devil, this is a fact you have to face sooner or later."

The person in his arms trembled unbelievably, shook his head in disbelief, pushed him away with all his strength, but was hugged even tighter by Adrian.

"You will never escape." His lips lightly touched the cheek next to Richel's ear.

"Because you are my sacrifice."