I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 293. Dragon Pattern
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Xia Feng was about to crack open; he had no idea when the patterns had been imprinted on him.

Just now
Hmm, I was so engrossed in kissing Miss Evil Dragon just now that when her little hands were groping around my body, it seems like they did press on my stomach.

He didn't pay much attention at the time, but now it seems that the dragon pattern was planted back then.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng sensed the condition in his lower abdomen.

It would have been better if I hadn't sensed it at all, but as soon as I did, my abdomen started to feel hot, and the crimson dragon pattern began to shimmer with a mesmerizing light.

At the same time, Xia Feng sensed relevant information in his mind.

[Divine Dragon Mark: The Dragon God's might condenses into dragon breath, filling your soul to help you suppress the power of the rules, while simultaneously forming physical patterns that converge in your core under the Dragon God's control.]

[Other uses: It can help you withstand the Dragon God's more intense attacks, maintain more energy, and prevent you from being easily crushed by the Dragon God's pressure.]

"Snapped--"

The woman in the black dress reached out her slender hand again, placing her delicate white palm on Xia Feng's abdomen.

She frowned and activated her spiritual energy, attempting to disrupt the structure of the evil runes.

But the next moment, subtle pale ripples surged, her palm was forced open, and a faint divine aura appeared.

Seeing this, Mu Qingtong raised her beautiful eyes slightly and stared quietly at the man beneath her: "Don't tell me you carved this yourself."

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Xia Feng gave in and reluctantly admitted, "Fine, fine, I admit it, I was violated by a god, okay!"

Upon hearing the truth, Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly: "A female deity?"

"Nonsense." Xia Feng rolled his eyes.

Mu Qingtong nodded, her expression unchanged, but after pursing her lips, she suddenly asked, "Did you give her your virginity?"

The air is quiet.

Xia Feng lay on his back and saw the reflection of his figure in the woman's calm golden eyes. Their eyes met.

Xia Feng suddenly smiled: "Miss Mu, you seem very nervous?"

Mu Qingtong shook her head, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly: "Mr. Xia, you should remember that you are my fiancé."

"Fiancé? Didn't the Mu family already annul our engagement?" Xia Feng raised an eyebrow.

The woman in the black dress continued to frown: "I didn't agree."

"Okay, I see."

Xia Feng rubbed his chin, a look of sudden realization on his face. "So, Miss Mu, can I take that as you being jealous?"

"If Mr. Xia defines jealousy as unpleasant emotions arising from a third party in a romantic relationship, then I can understand that I am jealous."

Seeing the woman in the black dress explaining so seriously, Xia Feng sensed something was off and asked in confusion, "Relationship between men and women? What kind of relationship between men and women are you referring to?"

"Friends with benefits," Miss Mu said, surprising everyone.

"Huh? Shouldn't it be love?"

“The strong don’t need love. Mr. Xia, do you really think that people like us can develop feelings of affection called love?”

"Wouldn't it?"

Mu Qingtong stared intently at the man beneath her, and retorted, "Could it be that you can?"

"..." Xia Feng felt that things were a bit beyond his expectations. He didn't answer, but raised his eyebrows. "But we've already been banging on each other's lips."

The woman in the black dress glanced at the slightly moist lips of the man beneath her, then looked up and smiled faintly.
“Mr. Xia, I consider you a worthy opponent. But even I am affected by lust, so after subduing you, it is not unreasonable to use you as an opponent to satisfy my desires.”

"!"

How can you speak of being strong-willed so confidently?!
Xia Feng clicked his tongue, his dark eyes sweeping over the woman above him: "Miss Mu, I also consider you a respectable opponent, but what about you? You want to sleep with me?"

The woman in the black dress pursed her lips. "Mr. Xia, we've strayed from the topic. We should be discussing your being violated by the gods."

"Since we're currently in a purely physical relationship, I don't think it's necessary to go into too much detail about this with you." Xia Feng wasn't going to answer any more questions on this topic.

Seeing this, Mu Qingtong's delicate brows furrowed even more tightly:

“Mr. Xia, first of all, you must understand that although there is no so-called love between us, as my fiancé who is used to satisfy my physical needs, keeping your body clean is the most basic thing and your responsibility.”

Xia Feng shook his head: "Miss Mu, have you forgotten what we said when we first met?"

Our first meeting was five months ago.
At that time, in order to maintain the activity of the Demon Heart, Xia Feng had to find a synchronization partner immediately. Although he only said a few words to Mu Qingtong when he found her, he still remembers her vividly because it was their first meeting.

Mu Qingtong naturally remembered that the boy in front of her had rushed to find her, covered in sweat and looking like he was about to die, looking very disheveled.

He said at the time:

"I suppose Miss Mu doesn't like this kind of family marriage. Coincidentally, I don't like it either."

"Oh? So, Mr. Xia means...?"

"My point is simple: after we get married, we don't need to consummate our marriage. You live your life, I'll live mine, and we'll both be fine, okay?"

"it is good."

Recalling this conversation, Mu Qingtong's mood worsened. At the time, she had no interest in Mr. Xia and naturally agreed without hesitation.

I never imagined that Mr. Xia would be one of my kind, how interesting!
Seeing the woman's cool face showing annoyance, her delicate eyebrows furrowing more and more tightly, Xia Feng felt that the time was about right.

He narrowed his dark eyes and silently counted to three.

Suddenly, she spoke up: "Miss Mu, you actually want me to fulfill my fiancé's duty of chastity, right? Well, there is a way."

"Ok?"

Their eyes met, and meeting the aloof woman's displeased gaze, Xia Feng's dark eyes flashed with a smile: "Miss Mu, it's very simple. Just say—you like me! You like me the most, most, most, most! You like me so much you can't help yourself!"

After a pause, Xia Feng smiled, "Then I can fulfill my duty as a fiancé and stop the gods from invading!"

Mu Qingtong: ".!!!"

See you in the picture!

Mu Qingtong's emotions were affected again, her chest heaving. Sure enough, after Mr. Xia found that other methods could not defeat her, he wanted to use this method to make her submit!

Whoever admits to liking the other first loses completely!
This is infuriating!

She felt it was very unfair. She had a phobia of germs and disliked contact with anything in the world, but Mr. Xia didn't think so.

She strongly suspected that if the goddess was exceptionally beautiful, this bastard might actually enjoy it!

Feeling the increasingly hostile gaze of the woman in the black dress, Xia Feng felt a chill run down his spine, as if his head was about to be chopped off with a machete.

But he is now fearless!

Ha~ You mere world-destroying witch, with the great dragon god by your side, what can you do to me?

He secretly cheered himself up, and Xia Feng's lips curled into an even more arrogant smile: "Miss Mu, my request shouldn't be difficult, it's just a matter of talking."

"Mr. Xia, are you provoking me again?" Mu Qingtong's gaze became even calmer.

However, the man beneath her ignored her, instead leaning close to her ear where her silver hair fell, and chuckled softly, "Is it so hard to say, Miss Mu? You... like me!"

The man's slightly teasing, hoarse voice seemed to carry a subtle electric current, sending shivers down her spine and making her breathing increasingly rapid.

This guy. This guy.
They really need a C!

(End of this chapter)