"The succubus? The legendary race that steals the vitality of men?" Selia shook her head, "I've been traveling for so long, and I've only heard about it, but I've never seen it. Could it be that the old man has seen a real succubus? ?”

"Yes," Fine stared at the empty wine glass in his hand, a look of sadness suddenly appeared in his eyes, "The soul component of this wine comes from the succubus, and this breath can't be mistaken." He put the empty wine glass in front of his nose He sniffed and said.

"Please specify

The content of this chapter is being updated...