Chapter 139: Mu Qingtong’s Rescue Mission
Fiancé captured and taken to a lewd place, his integrity about to be stolen.
This was Mu Qingtong’s first time encountering such a situation.
Many of her “firsts” were given to Xia Feng, but this particular first left her very displeased.
Mr. Xia was truly too much of a worry. They had only been apart for a short while before this happened again.
However, according to the surveillance footage, Mr. Xia seemed to have willingly followed the old woman.
She wondered what kind of scheme this idiot was up to now.
In the luxurious bedroom of the villa, the black-dressed woman stood amidst a pool of blood and scattered corpses. She walked slowly in her high heels towards a combination lock safe.
“Beep, beep, beep—”
Her index finger, clad in a black glove, pressed a few buttons rapidly, and the safe clicked open.
Inside lay two bright, red Spirit Flesh Fruits, a black and gold card, and an exquisite half-fox mask with black lace trim.
She picked up the card and examined it. The black gold border was understated and high-class, and in the center of the jet-black card was a wreath formed by a Green Bone Glaze ring.
Glimmering rose-gold “VIP” letters shone in the center of the wreath.
Mu Qingtong turned to look at the semi-nude, beautiful woman slumped on the bed. After observing her for a few moments, her face and figure began to transform, quickly becoming indistinguishable from the beautiful woman.
She picked up the half-fox mask from the safe and put it on, slightly lifting her delicate, fair jaw as an elegant and noble noblewoman’s aura emanated from her.
Once she was sure, she began to clean up the crime scene.
To be honest, based on her understanding of Mr. Xia, this guy usually wouldn’t fight a battle unprepared. Since he dared to go, he must have had a plan to get out safely. There was really nothing to worry about.
But she still decided to go and see. After all, she knew that the mysterious garden owner behind the garden was not easy to deal with.
It was rare to encounter Xia Feng. If such a kindred spirit met with an accident, it would be too unfortunate.
Of course, a more important point was that Mr. Xia was, after all, her Mu Qingtong’s fiancé.
Although the relationship between them was very pure, consisting only of mutual admiration between strong individuals, they were still a couple who were about to get married in terms of status.
She, Mu Qingtong, would not allow herself to be cheated on!
Xia Feng lay on the luxurious bedroom bed, sensing the series of information coming from his heart, and sat up with a jolt, alarmed.
[To better infiltrate, Mu Qingtong realized the loopholes in the D-class Spirit Robe, the Bronze Mask. After a few seconds of contemplation, she quickly optimized and improved the Spirit Particle Structure of the Bronze Mask. Your understanding of the Bronze Mask has greatly improved.]
[Bronze Mask]
[Spirit Robe Level: C-class]
[Introduction: Qingtong Production, Must Be Quality Goods]
[Effect: Put it on to lower your presence and arbitrarily change your appearance and figure. It can resist the surveillance and investigation of spiritual artifacts below S-grade that focus on detection (including but not limited to Spirit Pressure, appearance, figure, true location, etc.)]
[Limitations: Time limit of 12 hours, cooldown of 12 minutes]
“…”
“Fine.” Xia Feng shook his head and lay back down on the bed. He guessed that Miss Mu probably thought he was in danger and wanted to come to his rescue.
Really, she underestimated him too much. Xia Feng felt indignant, but his thoughts suddenly paused, and his eyes lit up.
“Eh?”
He suddenly thought, if Mu Qingtong would come to save him when she found out he was in danger, and to save him successfully, she would work hard to have epiphanies and upgrade. If that were the case, could he stimulate Mu Qingtong by constantly courting death in the future?
“Cough, although it’s a bit immoral, it’s indeed a good method?” Xia Feng thought wickedly.
However, if he were to do this, he would need to be fully prepared, otherwise, pretending to court death would turn into real death, which would be hilarious.
After that, no more synchronized information from Mu Qingtong came. Xia Feng stared at the white ceiling, lost in boring contemplation again.
“Time is passing so slowly.”
At that moment, the Princess Consort’s faint voice suddenly echoed in his mind:
“Master, I read in ‘The Study of Male Life in the Empire’ that when men lie in bed with nothing to do, they usually use their hands to bring themselves some pleasure.”
“? What kind of trash books are you reading?”
Xia Feng didn’t expect Yue Hongli to wake up at this time. Yue Hongli had been in a coma for the past few weeks. She seemed to be very sleepy, often sleeping for several days straight.
If he didn’t call her, she generally wouldn’t wake up on her own.
“Are you done sleeping?”
“Not at all, Master. Hongli just sensed the Master’s subconscious call and was forced to wake up.”
“Ah? I called you subconsciously?” Xia Feng was surprised. Could this be done?
“Yes, Master. Your subconscious wanted me to help you alleviate your boredom.” The Princess Consort’s melodious voice remained indifferent, her voice as if right beside Xia Feng’s ear. “Master, do you need me to use my hands to bring you pleasure?”
“…You—” Xia Feng’s eyelids twitched, and he widened his eyes. “What kind of person do you think I am? I’m not a pervert!”
“But that’s what Master’s subconscious is thinking. Master, lying is wrong.” she said indifferently.
“…”
I’m thinking that subconsciously? Xia Feng was stunned and couldn’t help but feel a little confused. Was he really a pervert?
“Slander, utter slander!”
Xia Feng suddenly sat up and looked around.
Although he had quickly scanned the room when he entered and there shouldn’t be any surveillance, he was still afraid that he hadn’t observed carefully and there might be pinhole cameras. He got out of bed and began to inspect carefully, not letting go of any corner.
“Master, rest assured, there is no surveillance here. You can do anything you want to me.”
Xia Feng rolled his eyes. “I’m just afraid that my method of killing Grandma Ding will be discovered.”
“Master, isn’t your current behavior what the book calls being stubborn?”
“…”
Xia Feng decided not to argue with this foolish woman anymore. “Hongli, quickly say it, you’re an idiot.”
“Yes, Master, I am an idiot!”
Xia Feng seemed to see a flirtatious woman proudly placing her hands on her hips with great innocence.
Xia Feng nodded with satisfaction.
“But Master, I’m an idiot, and you’re even more stupid than me. So, aren’t you a big idiot?”
!
“…”
Xia Feng stared blankly at the ceiling, indicating he didn’t want to talk.
“Beep—”
Not long after, the electronic lock on the room door let out a long beep, and with a click—
The lock was opened.
A man’s cold voice rang out: “There are three hours left until the garden opens. Everyone gather in the central hall.”
Xia Feng stretched, got out of bed, opened the door, and slowly moved with the crowd.
Upon arriving at the central hall.
Xia Feng finally witnessed what professionalism was.
Before the garden opened, everyone here would receive the identity information and clothes they needed to play.
Seductive nurse, strict teacher, arrogant noblewoman, Holy Department agent, charming succubus, noble queen, even identities like Son of God, Saintess, and Holy Son.
After receiving their identities and putting on their clothes, these people were like different people. Their previously expressionless faces instantly became animated.
For example, the one who received the identity of the queen raised her chin, her eyes looked down, and she immediately exuded a queenly aura.
Clearly, these women had undergone professional training and were excellent actors.
As for Xia Feng, he received the identity of an “Immortal Lord from Another World.” The identity overview stated:
You are the Immortal Lord who rules the celestial realm in the immortal and chivalrous world – the Continent of Heavenly Women. A few days ago, you lost all your cultivation due to a catastrophe and fell into the mortal world. You ended up in a mortal flower shop, but you have the unyielding spirit of an Immortal Lord. Even if you are repeatedly humiliated by evil female guests, you remain unmoved, angrily cursing, but your body is honest.
“…”
Xia Feng quickly read through the introductory information, and the skin on his right eyelid began to twitch incessantly.
This identity was truly… outrageous beyond belief. Outrageous to the extreme.
“You kid.”
Just then, someone patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, “Finally found you.”
Xia Feng looked back in confusion, his black eyes widening slightly in surprise. “You—how are you here?”
“If you can be here, why can’t I be here?” the middle-aged man with slicked-back hair said with a light smile.
The person who came was none other than Xia Feng’s adoptive father, Uncle Wei.
He was currently wearing an emperor’s dragon robe and spread his arms wide, grinning. “How’s it, kid? Don’t I look handsome in this?”
“…”
“When did you wake up?” Xia Feng asked in confusion. Since killing the Earl last time, Uncle Wei had fallen into a coma due to soul damage and hadn’t woken up.
“Just a few days ago. After I woke up, I wanted to find you, but your fiancée said you were captured and taken to the garden.”
Uncle Wei shook his head. “But it’s fine. I was planning to come into the garden sooner or later.”
“So, you’re here to…?”
“Get the USB drive.” Uncle Wei’s expression returned to seriousness, and he said in a low voice, “Do you still have the USB drive I gave you earlier on you?”
Earlier, at Pingshan Hospital in the Evil Dragon Forest.
Uncle Wei had given him two things: a photo of the Xuanwu Bureau Chief’s granddaughter and a strange USB drive.
Xia Feng had indeed kept the USB drive with him all along. He had also curiously sensed it, discovering that it wasn’t an ordinary USB drive but a very strange God Relic. However, he didn’t know its specific function.
He wondered why Uncle Wei had told him to keep this thing safe.
