Chapter 543: Teleportation
Chapter 543: Teleportation
Within the narrow space, ice blue cold air swirled around the three women, wisps of it quickly freezing.
The boy trapped between the three women felt his cheeks growing hot, emitting yang energy that pushed back the surrounding cold air with crimson flowing light.
However, the yang energy could only alleviate the body’s stiffness, allowing for small movements and reducing the cold. It couldn’t resist the mental freeze.
Xia Feng, his mental power depleted, still couldn’t make his thoughts active enough to speak.
Fortunately, the mental power of the three women was generally high.
Jiang Qiue was once a Star God, and even in her weakened state, her mental power was still considerable.
Mu Qingtong was excellent, and as for Cha Nai Xue, although weaker than the other two, her spirit artifact was psychic-type, which could provide her with significant mental power.
This was why the three women, though frozen in the ice, had been able to maintain active thoughts, even if their bodies were frozen and difficult to move.
Mu Qingtong’s beautiful eyes glanced down, looking at the two foolish Saintesses whose enormous breasts were like two peaks pressing down on Mr. Xia. Worse, they were deliberately squeezing towards her.
Cha Nai Xue’s were particularly large, as if she sought a sense of superiority by comparing herself to Mu Qingtong, her gaze towards Mu Qingtong was condescending.
It had to be said that Cha Nai Xue, like Mr. Xia, was quite deserving of a good scolding.
Mu Qingtong raised her golden eyes, meeting the slightly condescending purple eyes of the woman before her. They stared at each other quietly for a while.
Although she had found a slight advantage, for some reason, Cha Nai Xue felt a little intimidated under Mu Qingtong’s gaze. She pursed her lips and was the first to back down, lowering her eyelids.
“Xia Feng entered voluntarily, so he should have a way to get us out,” Jiang Qiue said, breaking the silence. She frowned in thought, “But his mind is frozen. Soon, his consciousness will dissipate, and he’ll be completely dead. He can’t speak at all. What should we do?”
“Just transfer mental power to him,” Mu Qingtong said calmly. “Pull him up.”
The two women looked at the woman below them in confusion, not understanding what she was going to do.
Indeed, there was a type of spirit robe in this world that could transfer mental power, allowing one to transmit their mental energy to a target.
However, they couldn’t use their spirit robes now, and their respective spirit artifacts didn’t have this capability.
How could they transfer mental power?
Still, Jiang Qiue suppressed the urge to continue nuzzling Xia Feng’s face and nose. With her long eyelashes, covered in frost, lowered, she obeyed.
She placed a talisman labeled “move” on Xia Feng’s forehead, shifting him a small distance upwards from the darkness of the deep valley.
This brought Xia Feng’s face directly in front of her and Cha Nai Xue.
The distance was very close. Jiang Qiue’s breath landed on Xia Feng’s thin lips. The black eyes before her were bright and frozen. She breathed out, her cold, beautiful face subconsciously leaning forward, and just as her red lips were about to touch his thin lips, a delicate finger suddenly reached out from below.
It was placed vertically between her red lips and Xia Feng’s thin lips.
Mu Qingtong’s golden eyes remained calm as she used her fingertip to push away the green-gowned woman’s red lips. Then, she clamped Xia Feng’s jaw with the back of her hand, tilting his gradually heating, reddening little face back.
Under the gradually widening, beautiful eyes of Jiang Qiue and Cha Nai Xue, Mu Qingtong lowered her head and kissed Xia Feng.
“!!!” The two Saintesses watched the scene unfold inches away, their breathing quickening. No, what was this perverted woman doing?
However, they soon discovered that a massive amount of mental power was overflowing from the silver-haired woman’s wet lips, surging towards Xia Feng.
But this made them even more confused.
Mental power could indeed be directly transferred without the use of spirit robes or artifacts, but transferring 10,000 points of mental power might result in only 1 point being successfully received by the target.
The loss during this process was terrifying. That’s why means like spirit robes and artifacts were needed to reduce the transmission loss.
Yet, Mu Qingtong was directly and crudely transferring mental power to Xia Feng without any external aid.
Even with Mu Qingtong’s vast mental power, shouldn’t this be too much to bear?
In fact, Jiang Qiue had also considered this method earlier, but even at her peak, it would have been difficult to awaken Xia Feng using such a crude and brainless method.
So, how dared the silver-haired woman?
Cha Nai Xue didn’t have as many thoughts as Jiang Qiue. Her purple pupils were widened subconsciously, staring blankly at the bizarre scene unfolding before her.
With strands of silver hair falling, Little Feng’s neck was tilted back, a hint of saliva overflowing from the corner of his lips, sliding down his jaw, over his prominent Adam’s apple, and into his collarbone.
Cha Nai Xue never expected her hateful childhood sweetheart to be so lustful.
Xia Feng’s attitude towards her had always been terrible, acting cold and dismissive. Only when he was pleased would he tease her a few words, which was incredibly annoying.
But now, this hateful man was completely unable to resist under Mu Qingtong’s assault, allowing her to bully him.
Of course, Mu Qingtong was actually saving Xia Feng now.
But seeing Mu Qingtong’s skillful movements and the natural way she clamped Xia Feng’s jaw clearly indicated that she had “played” with Little Feng often in the past.
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Her thoughts in disarray, Cha Nai Xue finally realized that she had lowered her head at some point, her delicate jaw resting lightly on Little Feng’s collarbone, moving upwards to lightly brush against it, her breathing shallow.
Jiang Qiue also snapped back to reality at this moment. Her ethereal beautiful eyes widened slightly, her
