Chapter 312 First Contact

Let me take a look at your memory first...well, it's more boring than I thought. But that’s okay, I’ll make the rest of your time a little more interesting.

Just start with the basics and work your way up.

Don't you have the courage to face Chen Motong? That's okay, just start slowly with the others first. How about that Chen Wenwen?

You first asked Chen Wenwen out, your first crush in high school, a literary girl with elegant temperament, well-behaved and quiet. Look at her white and natural skin, which is completely incomparable to the rough artificial skin of those decadent nobles. You must know that the environment in your empire is that even the skin of newborn babies is quite bad...

I really want to peel off her skin and make beautiful accessories~ Or use a knife to draw wonderful characters and patterns on her white body while entering her body from various places, and then...

Oh... don't be afraid, don't be afraid, forget what I just said. For you, I will do it as gently as possible and in a way that you can adapt to and like ~ You must know that the kind of sensory stimulation you are pursuing at the end point is something that even I would not care about, let alone want to arouse the eldest lady. Attention.

Come on come on let's continue.

Chen Wenwen was obviously reluctant to agree to go out to dinner with you. Maybe she agreed because of her former classmates? But no matter what, she was still quite surprised, maybe because of the class and decoration of this restaurant, or because of your elegant temperament, gentle conversation, and pursuit of taste and perfection... How could you say that? Are there these things that don’t exist in you?

Of course there will be. My eldest daughter is the god of love and art. Anyone who believes in Him will receive "perfection" as the initial gift. This is only the first change. Before long, mortals will fall hopelessly in love with you, and those who dismiss you will be eager to dedicate themselves to you for a taste... Of course, the taste can be from "many aspects".

You see, the way Chen Wenwen looks at you has begun to become blurry, with a kind of primitive desire. The unique fragrance exuding from your body is the perfume I carefully prepared for you. Next...

You do not dare? What's the meaning?

"It's not you she likes. Your true self is not as charming and graceful as you are now. If possible, would you rather have someone like you who is true and undisguised?" Oh hell, this kind of idea is really stupid and boring. .

Okay, then let me ask you, don’t you want to turn your current self into a part that truly and forever belongs to you? Instead of staying in this short period of time, specially preparing a disguised image in order to leave a good impression in front of Chen Wenwen or others.

You looked at Chen Wenwen, and Chen Wenwen looked at you with her pretty and flushed face. Under the ambiguous lights and music, her eyes were blurred, her lips breathed out, and her whole body was filled with desire for you. and needs.

You were in a daze. Putting aside this ambiguous scene that was not suitable for children, it seemed that no one had ever shown an expression of approval to you, and no one had ever smiled at you like this. Ever since you were a child, others had looked at you with perfunctory eyes. There is sarcasm in your smile. Some people are willing to talk to you because they treat you as a clown for fun, but you enjoy it...

In a trance, you saw the faces of other people flashing across Chen Wenwen's face, including the girls from Shilan Middle School such as Su Xiaoqiang and Liu Miaomiao, as well as a few beautiful girls you met in college... They were all using this desire. Looking at myself with eyes... an experience and feeling that I have never had before.

You said: "...think."

Just think about it.

Whether you have a sincere need or a perfunctory response that you think has no consequences... As long as you have a little desire and expectation in your heart, as long as you want it, then it's right.

Then, enjoy your first original sensory stimulation.

You tentatively said to Chen Wenwen, "Maybe we can make up for the past regrets today." She showed no resistance at all and just followed you to the hotel.

Of course she won't resist. You have the aura of blessing from the eldest lady. In her eyes, you are the most perfect person, and there is also the seductive perfume that I carefully prepared for you... No one will resist, no one can refuse. .

Um? Why are you showing resistance and timid thoughts again?

What? Are you saying this is illegal? Want to find your way back?

Isn't that what you imagined? Do you want to start a perfect relationship and then reach that sacred step smoothly?

Damn it... Okay, now you don't have that boring slow-burn romance fantasy anymore.

Now let's continue... You took Chen Wenwen's hand and came to a hotel. Oh look, the pure literary girl who used to be as quiet as water will actually have such a passionate and active side after taking off her clothes. You hug and kiss each other without interest, and she boldly kisses you under the stimulation of the scent of perfume. Asking for...

Shut up, you stupid, hairless bird! Don’t you see that I am working very hard! Stop pushing me!

…

Lu Mingfei felt and enjoyed his first "intimate contact" with the opposite sex in more than 20 years.

Chen Wenwen is obviously very familiar with it. After all, she accepted Zhao Menghua's confession in high school and is now about to get engaged. When he thought of this, Lu Mingfei felt a sense of guilt...and a different kind of...exciting pleasure? Who knows.

In the past, the literary girl who just spent time with her and smiled at herself could create precious memories. Now she is sitting on her body and twisting her waist vigorously. The beautiful and elegant face in the past is now stained with indulgence and depravity. of flushing.

It was really illusory, but the fiery body in front of him, the girl's rapid breathing and the wailing cry... all told him that this was really happening.

Looking at the flushed face of the girl in front of him, Lu Mingfei suddenly grinned stupidly, not knowing why.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted someone on the side. He subconsciously turned his head and saw a boy sitting on the sofa not far away in the room.

The boy was wearing an exquisite little suit, and his beautiful and round face was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. The other party just looked at him quietly, his golden eyes looking a little eye-catching under the pink and ambiguous lights in the room.

The boy sighed leisurely, with helplessness and a touch of sadness.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously felt ashamed and embarrassed, just like when the door was suddenly opened while taking a shower and people were watching; but the next time he blinked, the boy's figure disappeared, as if he had never existed.

He wanted to look around to see if the boy had gone somewhere else, but Chen Wenwen, who was sitting on him, held his face and sucked and asked for it selflessly as if she wanted to swallow his tongue.

He was immersed in the unique sensory stimulation again.

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"The black rage cannot consume me."

Katos/Lu Mingfei walked in the dark and cold corridor, whispering to himself.

The Black Fury is a curse that accompanies all the descendants of Saint Leth. It seems to have penetrated deeply into the soul. Even if he changes to another body and returns to another world, Lu Mingfei is still deeply troubled by it.

When it occurs, the minds of the heirs of Saint Leth will be reversed and return to the dark and bloody age of betrayal. They will truly face the deceiver and the great rebel Horus, and personally experience the effects of the father of genes in that fallen battle. All the indescribable anger and pain.

A warrior swallowed by the Black Rage will be unable to distinguish himself from the enemy. Except for the same descendants of Holy Leth who are obvious in the Black Rage's vision, the others may be twisted into traitors or directly the traitor Horus. And his only destination is to join the "Death Company", with his power armor painted black, and guided by the inspiring words of the Chapter Chaplain to perform suicide missions and seek a glorious death in battle.

"Black anger cannot devour me." Lu Mingfei always whispered like this, as if he was reminding himself, but also as if he was motivating himself.

Every angel descendant reminds himself this, but in the end he inevitably falls into the black rage.

He had not heard of any brave and noble warrior who had successfully overcome the Black Rage, and now he wanted to work hard to overcome it.

Lu Mingfei didn't know how long he had been walking. He couldn't seem to feel the passage of time in this strange and strange space, so he used the aliens that jumped out of the darkness to kill him as time to count.

This is the six thousand four hundred and fifty-fifth one.

These aliens were vulnerable to attack, and between the Astartes' murderous instincts and the Blood Angels' deadly swordsmanship, not a single alien could harm him. During this period of time, Horus the Deceiver wielded the Worldbreaker to attack, causing the scene of the original body's death to flash before Lu Mingfei's eyes.

Lu Mingfei didn't want to debate whether it was more crazy to personally experience the pain of Gene's father or to witness Gene's father's struggle before his death. He worked hard to suppress his anger and vented it on the aliens who attacked him. go.

He raised his head and looked out the small window at the only bright star in the dark sky. This is his only companion, like a guiding light in the fog. Sometimes visions would flash before his eyes. The original body, wearing a gorgeous power armor like black gemstones, would smile and extend his arms to him, asking him to come to him with a tone that no one could refuse.

Whenever this happens, he will look at the star. The moment of clarity is like a dry desert getting cool rain. He firmly refuses the request of the "Father of Genes" and continues to move forward.

He had to find a way out of here.

"Who are you?" The bewitching voice hidden in the darkness sounded again. It always asks itself this.

"I am Katos, son of the loyal Saint Les." Lu Mingfei responded indifferently.

"No, you are not. You are not loyal. You watched the Primarch fall with your own eyes and were indifferent. Saint Leth does not have a cowardly heir like you who brings shame to the Blood Angels."

"You are not qualified to preach to me. I will find you and purify you." Under the cold words lies a violent volcano waiting to erupt.

The voice in the darkness seemed to be frightened and did not dare to reply to him.

Lu Mingfei continued to move forward firmly with the knife, killing the 6456th alien that jumped out of the darkness.

"I am Katos, son of the loyal Saint Les." He paused, "I am also Lu Mingfei. Even though my body is different in nature, I am still loyal to the emperor and mankind."