Chapter 690: Miss Mu, I like you!
Chapter 691: I, Xia Feng! Like you the most!
His lips mumbled, and the barely audible words had barely left his mouth when the clear echo reverberated throughout the oil painting world. It was as if a microphone had been placed in front of him, making Xia Feng clearly hear his own bizarre words!
“!” His scalp tingled, his mind went blank, and his gaze froze. He wanted to think, but his thoughts and emotions were like falling into a dark void, drifting aimlessly, completely unable to think. His skull felt as if a skylight had been opened, with countless emotions turning into colorful light and soaring into the sky, scattering violently in all directions. The oil painting world descended into chaos, with vortexes of light flow erupting like fireworks.
Xia Feng stiffly turned his head, looking around. It seemed to actually work! In this world, emotions reigned supreme. In fact, the Seven Emotions Holy Grail not only had the ability to imprison, and erode contract seals, but it was also a God Relic that could contend with Sages. With sufficient mental power as a prerequisite, there were many things that could be achieved by wielding the power of emotions. However, the high school girl from just now was not the owner of the Seven Emotions Holy Grail and could not exert its full capabilities. It was precisely because of this that Xia Feng had a chance to escape. What he had felt just now was not only humiliation but also shame, and shame is a type of embarrassment.
“Not enough,” Yue Hongli’s voice echoed in his mind, saying seriously, “Master, do it again.”
Xia Feng: “?”
“You’re kidding me, right?”
“Master, if you hesitate any longer, your sense of shame will decline and disappear.”
“.” Xia Feng was defeated. He never expected that one day he would have to use these words to help himself escape danger. He felt like he had been screwed. Taking a deep breath, he once again took advantage of the dead silence in the air and said in a low voice, “Miss Mu, I like you…”
The oil painting world was filled with the echo of his confession, causing his slightly declining sense of shame and humiliation to surge again, his face tensing. Xia Feng could feel that Miss Mu had already released his thin lips and was now gently pressing her perky jade nose against his. Looking at her actions, could it be that she had actually heard his confession? Xia Feng dared not think further.
Yue Hongli: “Not enough, continue.”
Xia Feng: “？？？”
“How many times do I have to say it?!”
“I will remind you, Master, when the sense of shame is enough to break open the Seven Emotions Holy Grail.”
“!” Xia Feng felt his life was hopeless. Perhaps today was the calamity he was destined to face… But. Since he had already said it twice, what was a few more times! He hypnotized himself, not daring to hesitate or think further. Looking straight ahead, he said in a deep voice, “Miss Mu, I luff yoo.”
“Master, you need to articulate clearly and speak with the correct pronunciation.”
“Miss Mu, I, like you!”
“Your voice is too low.”
“Miss Mu! I like you!!!”
“Master, it’s still a little short, try calling her full name.”
“Mu Qingtong, I, Xia Feng! Like you!!” Xia Feng clenched his fists tightly, his whole body trembling. He had gone mad, his eye sockets turning red like a bull. A tidal wave of shame washed over him, submerging him in a sea of emotions, rendering him incapable of thought. In the depths of this frenzied emotion, there was only one hope: that Miss Mu had not witnessed this moment of despair!
“It’s almost there, Master, try to be more intense with your emotions.”
“?” If he hadn’t known Yue Hongli’s personality, he would have almost suspected that this idiotic woman was toying with him.
“Master, Master, hurry, the sense of shame is starting to decline again.”
“I like you! I like you more than you like me!”
“Mu Qingtong, I, Xia Feng! Like you the most most most most!” Like thunderclap out of the blue, a nuclear explosion spread across the nine provinces, planets annihilated, stars dimmed… Xia Feng’s trembling nerves snapped simultaneously, and his vision went black. He fell into the abyss.
In the abyss, Xia Feng saw a sliver of light above. He slowly reached out his hand, and that stream of light immediately became multicolored, filling his vision. He suddenly opened his eyes! The blinding white light receded. At the high vantage point he saw four giant peaks, and two pairs of beautiful eyes looking down at him.
“You’re awake.” The woman in the green dress reached out, her fingertip gently tapping his brow, and said in a low voice, “Aside from your mental power being nearly depleted and your intense emotional fluctuations causing abnormal bodily functions, you’re otherwise fine.”
Xia Feng’s wildly fluctuating emotions gradually subsided, and his unfocused pupils began to converge. He realized he was resting his head on Miss Mu’s thigh. But now was not the time to think about that. The question now was, did Miss Mu—
! Did she hear it?
His gaze stiffly turned, meeting the beautiful golden eyes looking down at him. The silver-haired witch’s gaze was calm and undisturbed, but the corners of her lips were curved into a faint smile, and she asked with interest, “Mr. Xia, what’s wrong? You seem so nervous?”
“.” Xia Feng’s heart felt as if it were being squeezed by a delicate hand, his throat feeling constricted. However, he quickly calmed down and mentally asked Jiang Qiue, “Did I say anything strange just now?”
“Strange things?” Jiang Qiue was startled in her heart and shook her head, “No, you just woke up, didn’t you?”
Seeing this, Xia Feng secretly let out a sigh of relief. Good, good, it was good that she didn’t hear. He had scared himself!
“However.” Just then, Jiang Qiue’s turn of phrase once again drew Xia Feng’s attention back, and a bad premonition struck him. “The reason you were able to escape from the emotional domain, aside from you forcibly breaking open a gap within it, was also because Mu Qingtong voluntarily entered the emotional domain and helped you enlarge that gap.” Jiang Qiue’s thoughts flashed in Xia Feng’s mind, “As for whether you said anything strange to her within the emotional domain, I don’t know.”
Xia Feng: “？？？”
What the hell, you stinky fox, are you playing with me! Thinking of the terrible possibility, Xia Feng’s black eyes became stiff and dazed again. He stared blankly at the cool and aloof beautiful eyes slowly descending towards him. The witch’s eyes were serene, her silver hair falling loosely. Her cool, soft, delicate hand caressed his cheek.
“Mr. Xia, I felt your fear.” Her red lips, exhaling a gentle breath, curved into a smile as she leaned close to his ear, “What are you afraid of?”
“!!!” Xia Feng cursed inwardly and quickly regained a normal expression, blinking in confusion, “Did you also enter the emotional domain just now?”
The silver-haired witch nodded faintly, “I did.”
“What did you see?” Xia Feng forcefully controlled the muscles in his face and asked calmly.
“A very special oil painting world,” the silver-haired witch smiled.
She really saw it? Xia Feng’s black eyes flickered, “. What else?”
The silver-haired witch narrowed her beautiful eyes and stared at him quietly for a while, but did not answer. She just leaned her red lips, almost touching his ear, and softly exhaled a warm, gentle breath. She smiled lightly and softly said, “This kind of fear, I can savor it slowly, Mr. Xia.”
Xia Feng: “!!!”
What is the meaning of this, you bastard! Xia Feng’s composure completely shattered. Did this woman know or not! Judging by her words, it seemed she had indeed heard his confession. But if she had heard it, given the witch’s personality, she would definitely have made him socially awkward and subservient immediately, without any hesitation. Could it be that she had a malicious hobby and wanted to torment and play with him slowly? Xia Feng’s scalp tingled. He was indeed being tormented, stuck in a Schrödinger’s state of whether he was heard or not, feeling anxious and gainsaying, on the verge of madness.
