They Are Not Human!

Chapter 33: Seminary 9

The vine is a non-human icy temperature, showing a chill from the inside to the outside, Wen Qing couldn't help but shiver.

The tip of the vine was slender and long, like a small hook, hooking his calf, turning slowly, wrapping round and round around Wen Qing's legs, like a snake's tail entangling its prey, Play around for a while.

Wen Qing's face was bloodless, the player in front of him also had his feet bound, and then...

Is he next?

Wen Qing was frightened by her own imagination so that her body trembled slightly, perhaps sensing his fear, the vines around his calf slowly eased, and went up along the trouser legs, rubbing his skin intimately.

As soon as he rubbed it, Wen Qing could clearly feel the lines on the surface of the vine, and there was a leaf where it was rubbing against his ankle. The rough edge of the leaf hung gently on his skin, itchy and painful.

He didn't dare to move at all, he could only hold the Holy Grail tightly in his arms and let the vines touch.

The high priest in front of him slowly raised his hand, and the classmates who were shouting furiously fell silent for a moment.

The high priest's fingers moved slightly, and the vines on Qian Gangfeng's body slowly crawled, tearing up his upper body clothes, and the vines around his chest scattered and moved to his limbs.

The vine hand slowly stood up and put Qian Gangfeng into a cross posture.

Qian Gangfeng opened his eyes wide in horror, his eyes were red and bloodshot, he struggled frantically, but his limbs and head were tightly bound to the vine hands, unable to move.

Everyone only saw his undulating upper body and his beating heart.

The next second, a vine climbed up to his chest, the sharp tip suddenly plunged in, and slowly descended, making a big hole in the heart.

Not a single drop of blood fell, Vine seemed to be a superb surgeon, the wound was clean, and Qian Gangfeng's beating red heart was exposed to everyone.

"Plop, plop, plop..."

Silky slender vines drilled into his chest along the wound and danced in his chest.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Soon, a complete heart was stripped and presented to everyone's sight.

Then the green hairspring slowly covered the surface of the heart, covering it layer after layer.

Wen Qing was the only one who didn't see it.

He had no time to take care of Qian Gangfeng, his legs were tightly wrapped by vines, the vines hugged him tightly, as if they wanted to be one with him.

Wen Qing's legs were unbelievably soft, and he relied on the vines to support his body, so he didn't kneel down.

"The Holy Grail."

The high priest's ethereal voice suddenly sounded in front of him, and Wen Qing raised her head in panic.

The high priest walked in front of him at some point, and there was a thing tangled in vines suspended by his hand.

Wen Qing knew that she should hand the Holy Grail to the high priest, but now he has no strength in his hands and can't move at all.

Suddenly, the vines wrapped around his legs quickly climbed up, crossed his waist, burrowed into his sleeves, pressed tightly against his arms, and protruded from the sleeves to hook the base of the Holy Grail.