Chapter 892
892 I said, I am very satisfied with him.
Chapter 893
893. If she knew you willingly tail-fucked her twice
“You—!”
But as she was contemplating, she felt the believer’s large hand loosen its grip on her tail tip—and then tighten it again!
With a tug upwards, her trembling narrow pupils became even more unstable, and an inexplicable urge to cry welled up from between her gritted teeth.
Fortunately, she held back, her mind calm and mocking, “Xia Feng, didn’t you say I’m not your Divine Master? What are you doing now?”
“Being so intimate with me, are you betraying your Divine Master who is Lonely imprisoned in the sealing ground?”
“.” Xia Feng’s sacrilegious actions paused, and the hand pulling his dragon tail subconsciously loosened.
“Everything you’ve done to blaspheme me, I will fully transmit to my main body, and let her see clearly that this so-called loyal believer is nothing more than this.”
“?!”
Xia Feng completely lost it. No, can it be like this?!
“Buzz—!” However, before Xia Feng could think further, the evil pale dragon tail behind him swung from side to side, then suddenly shot forward.
The soft-scaled tail quickly coiled around the abyssal black dragon tail, completely submerging it. Then, like an evil snake catching a delicious prey, it suddenly tightened! Trying to suffocate it!
“!!!!” Xia Feng was indeed suffocated. Electric currents exploded through his nerves, his mind went blank for a moment, and his will collapsed.
The clash of abyssal and pale auras instinctively caused Xia Feng to feel disgusted, but the residual abyssal aura was ultimately too little, and was suppressed and dispersed in an instant. Only the instincts of the dragon race remained deep within his soul.
The instinct to cater to a superior.
On the divine throne, the dark gold imperial dress was in disarray.
The Empress, with her legs closed, rubbed them together in secret, hugging the believer in her arms. But her other hand was still grasped high above her head. Her snow-white neck arched back, and the believer above looked at her with confused yet instinctually frenzied black eyes. As he leaned down, his heavy breaths were unwilling to let go of her for even a moment, his eyes filled with a desire to possess her.
For some reason, seeing Xia Feng’s frenzied eyes filled with possessiveness made her inexplicably happy.
As his scorching gaze focused on her, she felt her whole body become even hotter, her ear roots burning as if they would bleed.
Main body, is this your source of pleasure?
Unfortunately, this arrogant believer, with his shallow vision, cannot see the essence of the soul and still doesn’t recognize that I am the Dragon God!
What a joke!
As her ear roots grew hotter, she hesitated for a moment before finally deliberately calming her mind and asking,
“Human, if my main body knew that you were unwilling to tail-fuck her, but willingly tail-fucked me twice, what would her reaction be?”
“!!!!” Hearing this, Xia Feng’s scattered thoughts returned, his pupils refocused, and he glared fiercely at the evil Empress before him.
Such verbal provocation and humiliation of the believer gave the Empress a novel experience. The tail that bound Xia Feng’s dragon tail quickly slid around, and the tail tip swayed joyfully from side to side.
The ten thousand years of desolation and silence in her heart began to ripple with a tingling sensation.
“Hmm? Answer me.” With a commanding, majestic, yet soft voice, the abyssal black dragon tail was suddenly tightened and pulled back.
“—” Xia Feng’s broad back instinctively curved backward. He felt as if the crown of his head no longer belonged to him. His black eyes narrowed into needle-like vertical pupils, and he still glared fiercely at the evil Empress, his teeth chattering.
Although he had vaguely sensed it before, it was only now that he truly understood and confirmed that the Heavenly Martial Empress seemed to be angry because he only recognized the main body, and that was why she had taken these actions.
What is this? Jealousy? But didn’t she always hate me?
But now there was no time to think about these things, because the binding force of the pale dragon tail behind him was gradually increasing, making it impossible for him to breathe, like a drowning victim trying to struggle to the surface, but futilely.
The feeling of suffocation gradually engulfed his lips and nose, and he continued to fall into the silent flow of abyssal darkness. In the end, his whole body could only tremble and shiver.
Fortunately, his teeth still had strength. He bit down hard, directly breaking the skin of the evil Empress’s lower lip. Scarlet dragon blood, with a hint of sweetness, oozed out, seeping into his tongue and throat.
The evil Empress didn’t seem to care. She just lowered her beautiful eyelashes, her vertical pupils indifferently watching him, letting him tear and bite.
Xia Feng originally thought he would have to go to some trouble to obtain the purest dragon blood, perhaps by weaving a reasonable lie.
But he didn’t expect it to be so easy.
This evil Empress really thought he was taking revenge, huh~ What a stupid remnant soul!
Did you really think I was blaspheming you out of lust? I, Xia Feng, am wise and mighty, upright and proper, and absolutely loyal to Miss Evil Dragon. How can I serve two masters?! Xia Feng thought to himself.
However, the purest dragon blood needed to nourish the black crow’s feathers required quite a lot. The amount of blood seeping from a broken lip was simply too little.
Xia Feng rested for a moment. Once his dragon tail adapted to the evil Empress’s torment, he propped himself up and leaned back, looking down at the peerlessly beautiful divine face. Then, he suddenly lowered his head and bit her fair side neck, biting down hard without any mercy.
A stinging pain attacked, and the woman in the imperial dress couldn’t help but frown. But then she remembered that in the main body’s memories, Xia Feng seemed to like drinking the main body’s Dragon Spirit Blood like this.
Then… she wanted it too!
Where Xia Feng couldn’t see, the evil Empress’s extremely beautiful divine face flushed and became hot. She gently held Xia Feng’s black hair with her right hand, adjusting his position so he could bite the carotid artery where the bleeding was greatest.
“Hiss—” The blood gushed out like a floral tribute.
Xia Feng immediately collected enough purest dragon blood, enough to nourish the black crow’s feathers.
But the evil Empress did not seem willing to let him go easily. As the pale dragon tail rustled, the trembling tail tip slid to her waist, then down her abdomen.
“.”
“.”
“!!!”
“My believer, now, I, am the main body?”
A majestic, soft voice sounded in his ear, with a hint of urgency. Xia Feng’s low voice trembled, “No—!”
“.Oh? Not is good, then I can continue, and it is not considered a violation of the virtue of the true god.”
The dragon tail slithered like an evil snake, breaths intertwined, and arousing aura whispered in the dim, supreme divine hall.
“Stop, stop, stop! Yes, you are, okay!”
“What are you?”
“.Lord Dragon God! Let’s still abide by the proper divine-believer relationship, don’t you think?”
“Hmm? What did you just say? I didn’t hear clearly.”
“???”
“Pale—mmph!!”
In the dim divine hall, only the hem of the dark gold imperial dress swayed beneath the divine throne. Her knees were turned inward and then closed again, as if restlessly rubbing.
Her fair, slender feet under the skirt also stepped inward on the golden stairs of the divine throne. Her beautiful toes sometimes curled, sometimes arched. Wisps of divine golden threads lit up on her delicate instep, spreading outwards to form ancient, rhythmic patterns on the surrounding divine steps, flashing and extinguishing.
Xia Feng’s strength gave out, and he leaned back. In a daze, the back of his head hit the ground. His dangling right hand clutched her fair ankle. He finally managed to catch his breath, only to be pulled back by the dragon tail the next moment.
“Lord Dragon God…”
“Didn’t I tell you, I’m not the Dragon God. Call me Di Si!”
