Chapter 640: 640 Forty-Six Days
Chapter 641: 641. Perverted Witch
His dark eyes glanced down, and he saw the silver-haired woman’s long, somewhat disheveled hair.
Warm breaths brushed his neck. The woman’s slightly cool face breathed evenly, and she had fallen unconscious on him.
Xia Feng’s gaze swept around.
Above them, dark water flowed quietly in the space.
He and Miss Mu were currently lying on their backs in a shallow pit at the center of the seabed.
The shallow pit was only large enough for one person. Around it, rose-like flowers that emitted a faint red light bloomed, dispelling the darkness of the deep sea.
This also slightly alleviated Xia Feng’s deep-sea phobia.
Above the shallow pit, a layer of oval, arc-shaped pale white light screens flickered, resisting the terrifying water pressure of the deep sea.
Xia Feng felt weak all over. He gently held the slender waist of the silver-haired woman and frowned, about to turn over, when his other wrist was suddenly seized.
The woman beside his neck suddenly opened her eyes, her beautiful golden irises cool and indifferent. “Awake?”
“Mm…” Xia Feng’s expression stiffened slightly. He gave a soft “mm” and then asked gently, “Miss Mu, where are we now?”
Although he had already guessed from his surroundings that this should be the seabed of the Taiqin Sea.
“Since you’re awake, let’s continue.”
Mu Qingtong said faintly, then pushed off Xia Feng’s broad shoulder and sat up. Her hips pressed down on Xia Feng’s knees. Her slender waist and hips under the black dress straightened, and her golden eyes looked down from above.
Continue? Continue what?? Xia Feng’s mind jolted. As if sensing something, he slightly raised his head and glanced down.
It was then that he discovered he was completely naked.
The silver-haired woman held a brush with silver bristles in her slender, delicate hand, its tip pointing directly at his abdomen, gently drawing ancient, glowing lines of mixed crimson and roseate pink.
Xia Feng subconsciously pulled in his abdomen and straightened his back. “What are you doing!”
He widened his eyes and reached out to swat away the brush, but when the silver-bristled brush touched his abdomen again, it was as if he had pressed a time-stop switch, and his entire body froze stiff.
His arm fell limply to the ground with a thud.
Mu Qingtong gently rubbed his navel with the silver bristles at the tip of the brush. Immediately, countless crimson light flows emanated from the center of his navel, spreading outwards like streams of numb electric currents that quickly transmitted throughout his body. This made his entire body tense and then relax, and in repeated cycles, his dark pupils almost shrank to pinpricks.
Mu Qingtong’s beautiful eyes lifted slightly. “Don’t move, okay?”
“!” Xia Feng’s anger surged. At this moment, the desire to suppress this insidious witch within him was about to break through its limit, as if a great explosion had occurred in the universe within his mind, making his head buzz.
“Heh~” Mu Qingtong seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and she smiled faintly. She twirled the brush handle and tapped twice. “Mr. Xia, retract your livestock. It’s a bit too easy to get a reaction.”
“!!!”
Very good, Miss Mu, you are very good! Although Xia Feng’s heart was burning with rage, his face quickly calmed down. He didn’t resist, only the corners of his lips curled up, and he lightly sneered with disdain. “What, Miss Mu, you know you can’t beat me, so you’re resorting to dirty tricks?”
“I will not go back on the fair duel I promised you,” Mu Qingtong shook her head and said in a clear voice, while continuing to slide the brush. “As for now, I am merely putting some shackles on Mr. Xia’s dirty livestock.”
“??” Xia Feng felt a tickle. He again pulled his legs together and tensed his whole body, lowering his gaze to look.
He saw that his lifeblood was being outlined with circle after circle of ancient lines, emitting a faint red light.
Although he didn’t know what trick Mu Qingtong was playing, these lines were definitely not good things.
Xia Feng frowned slightly but didn’t panic much.
After all, as long as he returned to Nightmare River once, all of Miss Mu’s methods would be in vain. Let her do as she pleased.
Let’s see what she could come up with.
“Mr. Xia, do you want to know what this is?”
“No.” Xia Feng chuckled, appearing unconcerned.
“This brush is called the [Human Body Painting Brush]. It is a Pure Blue Grade God Relic that can freely draw and modify spirit particle formations that alter human body sensory responses, based on the user’s creativity and spiritual cultivation talent.”
“For example, this…” She pointed at Xia Feng’s abdomen again. Xia Feng’s lower abdomen tightened, and the corners of his eyes twitched.
“From now on, your abdomen will become an extremely sensitive point for you, Mr. Xia.” Mu Qingtong completed the last stroke of the outline. The flowing lights on his lifeblood reversed and converged at his abdomen.
“And this formation, called [Empathy]. From now on, when your livestock tries to do something bad again, I will sense it, and my consciousness will descend upon you…”
After hearing Mu Qingtong’s explanation, Xia Feng Understood and chuckled. “What, are you trying to possess me to stop me from doing bad things?”
“You’re wrong.” The silver-haired woman leaned down, her delicate hand lifting his chin. Her beautiful golden eyes curved into a smile, her red lips close to his ear, her voice soft. “Mr. Xia, I won’t stop you. I will only experience it with you—”
!
“the pleasure of playing with women.”
“?” Xia Feng’s pupils widened. Before he could react to what she meant, the woman’s silver hair fell, and her breath near his ear whispered playfully, “Mr. Xia, do you have any women you like?”
“?!?!” Xia Feng’s enlarged pupils contracted sharply. Now he finally understood what this perverted witch meant.
“It seems Mr. Xia understands.” The silver-haired witch’s face was beautiful and serene, but her whisper near his ear was like a venomous snake coiling around him. “From now on, if you dare to cheat on me, Mr. Xia, at the same time, your woman will also be toyed with by me.”
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To be honest, Xia Feng was shocked by Mu Qingtong’s bizarre idea.
Mu Qingtong sat up slightly. Seeing Mr. Xia’s pupils widen and contract, looking incredulous, she felt pleased. “Freya? Or perhaps the Dragon God Di Si?”
Her cool, beautiful eyes looked down from above. She playfully patted Mr. Xia’s sweaty face. “Honestly, I am quite interested in the Dragon God you revere.”
“So, Mr. Xia, when will you and the Dragon God have offspring?” Mu Qingtong gently wiped the sweat from Mr. Xia’s forehead with her fingertips, smiling faintly and asking.
“…” Xia Feng came back to his senses. His expression remained unchanged. He didn’t know what he was thinking, but his dark eyes narrowed. “Miss Mu, you don’t think this kind of threat would work on me, do you?”
Seeing Xia Feng’s indifferent demeanor, Mu Qingtong smiled faintly and said softly, “If you don’t mind, Mr. Xia, you can certainly try.”
Xia Feng still admired Mu Qingtong’s perversion. As expected of the World-Ending Witch.
But he didn’t want to dwell on this topic any longer. If his lifeblood was restricted, so be it. After all, he really had no intention of getting involved with anyone else right now.
As for the Dragon God, he would think about it after he got the Origin Egg.
Xia Feng awkwardly changed the subject. “Miss Mu, I think we should discuss the issue of escaping Li Tian City.”
After killing Ye Li Dongjun, it would surely shake the various forces in Li Tian City.
Shang Jue had also specifically targeted him, so it was estimated that all the major superforces stationed in Li Tian City would dispatch troops to pursue him throughout the city.
