Chapter 1 The Transaction of the Female Succubus (Page 1/2)

Song Yuan found himself dreaming, a very special dream.

In the dream, he became the young man named Frank.

Born in the Kingdom of Sintra, his parents died early, and he was alone and helpless. He wandered between cities and villages, trying to survive in the contempt and charity of others, and his life was bleak.

After struggling for several years, a demon hunter who wandered to the Kingdom of Sintra saved him, and the young Frank successfully turned from an orphan into a demon hunter apprentice.

The life after that was like a little light in the darkness, although he was always training with bruises all over his body, drinking bad-tasting potions, stumbling to read and learn all kinds of boring demon hunter knowledge.

But at least, his life was no longer lonely, he no longer had to go hungry, and there was one more person who cared about him.

However, this warm life did not last long. Before Frank had completed all the demon hunter training, his teacher suddenly disappeared and there was no news.

Soon after, he was attacked by a group of unknown robbers, was seriously injured, and fell off a cliff.

The dreamlike memory ended here. Song Yuan didn't know how long he had slept in this dream.

In a daze, he suddenly realized that he might have encountered the legendary rebirth of taking over another's body.

He clearly remembered that in his previous life, as a private detective, he had died accidentally in an incident of bravery. He was stabbed in the vitals by a sharp knife, and the rescue was ineffective because of the serious injury.

I don't know why, there is a force in the dark that made him become this young demon hunter named Frank and occupied his body.

Once this cognition came, the feeling of falling into a dream quickly dissipated. When Song Yuan's consciousness left the dream and regained control of his new body, various physical senses were reconnected to his brain, allowing him to perceive the external environment again.

The damp air, the cold stone slabs, the smell of soil mixed with grass lingered under his nose, and the slightly cold breeze blew on his skin, making him realize that he was naked.

Frank's body trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes with some difficulty, but before he could see the surrounding environment clearly, he suddenly realized that his underwear had been stripped off, and there was also a warm and comfortable feeling. The part that wrapped around his body was as hard as iron.

He was quite familiar with this feeling. As a private detective, he had been in contact with people from all walks of life. He always went between various clubs and dinners, often dealt with those skilled women, and occasionally went to bars and nightclubs to try his

luck. He was definitely experienced. Although the person under him gave him a different feeling, the sensory stimulation made him shiver.

At the same time, a feeling of confusion arose spontaneously.

What the hell, he had just crossed over and his pants were stripped off. What kind of start is this!

Although Frank didn't hate this feeling, he couldn't help but prop up half of his body, and looked down with a bit of trepidation.

If the other person is a beautiful woman, then it's okay, it's no big deal.

But if the other person is a macho man, or a pervert, then it's really screwed, and it will probably be a shadow for a lifetime.

Fortunately, what came into view was a beautiful and delicate face.

Long black hair, big eyes, emerald green eyes with a high nose bridge, a cherry mouth slightly opened, and stretched out a tongue that was about twice as long as that of an ordinary woman. It can even be flexibly rolled into a ball and twisted like a snake, which makes people can't help but be fascinated.

Damn, this tongue, he couldn't imagine what it would feel like to be served by such a tongue.

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