I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 371. The Result
After activation.

Contrary to expectations, the woman in the black dress exerted even more force with her right hand!

Xia Feng suddenly realized that his thoughts had been subtly influenced once again!

The excitatory effects of the excitatory ring have different effects on different organs.

Stimulating her hands wouldn't cause Mu Qingtong any bad reaction; on the contrary, it would increase her strength.

Although the increase in power was negligible, Xia Feng quickly canceled the activation state.

Simultaneously.

[N-Rank Spiritual Artifact - Limb-Severing Superman]

[Optimization successful]

【N·Amputation Hero (Optimized Version)】

[—Severed limbs can be controlled by your mind. For example, if you sever your right hand, you can control it to move freely with your mind.]

To Mu Qingtong's astonishment, Xia Feng's right hand suddenly left his elbow, the fleshy red cut was smooth, and not a drop of blood flowed out.

And that hand, with its nimble fingers, swiftly flew towards their waists!

It seems they want to lift the suppression curse.

Seeing this, Mu Qingtong quickly shifted her firm buttocks. Xia Feng tried to use his mind to move his hand down their abdomens, but found there was no gap to squeeze through.

After several unsuccessful attempts, Xia Feng's lustful desire grew increasingly difficult to suppress.

So he stopped trying to break the curse and instead controlled his hand to grab Mu Qingtong's vital points above!
excitation--

Mu Qingtong's face stiffened slightly. She hadn't expected this to happen. She had been careless and hadn't protected her vital areas, so Xia Feng had directly kneaded and controlled her.

However, she was used to it and let Mr. Xia do whatever he wanted with his hands. She took a deep breath to suppress her terrible physical reaction.

Before she could speak, her expression unchanged, the man's deep, husky voice spoke first:
"Miss Mu, look at the sky, it seems to be raining."

Mu Qingtong slightly raised her beautiful eyes. The moonlight outside the window was still serene, and the thin clouds did not condense into rain, but the fog was becoming increasingly damp.

Beneath the fog stand towering buildings.

On the high-rise building directly opposite this building, a vertical screen is mounted, and the giant advertising screen is currently showing a replay of Mu Qingtong wearing a luxurious long dress, standing in the center of the stage and singing softly.

Tens of thousands cheered in the stadium.

The faint singing voice traveled through the thin clouds to the top floor of the building.

Mu Qingtong's long legs under her black dress rubbed together even more tightly, leaving no gap.

She lowered her gaze again, her expression unchanged, and stared at the man beneath her, pursing her lips and saying calmly, "Mr. Xia, you're mistaken. It's not raining outside."

"Oh, really?" Xia Feng lay on his back, his gaze puzzled. "Then why is my stomach a little wet?"

Mu Qingtong frowned, her beautiful eyes indifferent, and silently shifted her waist and hips.

She could feel that the man beneath her was on the verge of a breakdown, his body burning hot and filled with rage.

But he suppressed it all the time, unwilling to yield to her in any way, even verbally.

This reminded her of how Mr. Xia had been in the arms of the Eternal Day Goddess not long ago, allowing the so-called goddess to violate him without any resistance.

In fact, Mu Qingtong could tell that Mr. Xia had very special feelings for that woman, like an attachment, or an inexplicable absolute trust.

Perhaps it was because Gong Changyi was Xia Feng's master during his childhood that Mr. Xia had an extraordinary trust and bond with this false god.

This feeling displeased Mu Qingtong.

She allowed Mr. Xia to submit to her feet, but did not allow him to acknowledge another God as Lord.

"Miss Mu, I'm giving you one last chance. Release your inhibitions!"

Just then, Mr. Xia looked up at her with a cold smile, his dark eyes gleaming with anger, "Otherwise, I'll use the Eternal Day Divine Seal and have Sister Yi deal with you!"

"..." Mu Qingtong's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly. Beneath the shimmering golden surface of the lake, something terrifying seemed to be about to erupt at any moment. "Mr. Xia, I have a question for you."

"Ok?"

"Do you like Gong Changyi?" she asked softly.

"nature."

Xia Feng keenly sensed Mu Qingtong's emotional change. She seemed angry? He narrowed his dark eyes and smiled, "Sister Yi and I grew up relying on each other. She was once my master, so of course I like her."

"Yeah."

The woman in the black dress nodded, her beautiful, damp, and disheveled silver hair falling onto Xia Feng's thin lips, making his cheeks itch slightly.

Xia Feng could feel the firm, powerful curve of Miss Mu's full hips beneath her slender waist, which firmly pressed down on his center of gravity.

"Mr. Xia, you were previously in Gong Changyi's arms when she wantonly violated you—"

Miss Mu's clear, beautiful eyes were close to mine, calm as she asked, "Are you very happy?"

Xia Feng smiled and met her golden eyes, tilting his chin up slightly: "Of course."

"Yeah, that's good."

Mu Qingtong's clear, beautiful eyes were like a still, tranquil lake, the last glimmer of light fading from the surface, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

As it turns out, after being humiliated by two evil gods in succession, Mr. Xia no longer needs anything like dignity.

[You have been attacked by 'Sacred Understanding - Monarch's Will'. The target artifact is of the same level as yours. Copying failed.]

Xia Feng's pupils dilated. This time, the monarch's will was no longer silently influencing his thoughts, but was beginning to openly tamper with them.

He looked up at the woman in the black dress, gazing at her exquisite and noble face with wet hair and sticky lips. For no reason, he felt an endless sense of worship rising in his heart, and he only wanted to kneel down and submit to her, to serve her as his master.

At the same time, he was also inexplicably filled with guilt and fear of blaspheming the goddess, and his whole body trembled with fear.

He opened his mouth, about to confess and beg for mercy, when a strange light flashed from the character "宫" (palace) on his abdomen and the character "姒" (Si) on the back of his neck.

His dark eyes, which had been filled with adoration and love, instantly cleared and turned irritated.

[C-Rank Spiritual Artifact - New Clothes for Your Close Contact]

You can dissolve the clothing covering both your own and your target's body through physical contact.

A hole was instantly melted into Mu Qingtong's black dress, and Xia Feng flipped her over, pinning her down.

Mu Qingtong did not expect that Mr. Xia would break free from the control of the monarch's will so easily, and even begin to counter it.

She frowned, her round thighs tensed, and she locked Xia Feng's legs firmly in place before she arched her back and flipped over!
The two tangled and rolled around again, crashing with a thud against the French windows on the other side.

Breathing heavily, Mu Qingtong naturally realized Xia Feng's ill intention to ruin her black dress.

The two of them glanced down at each other.

The black dress had a tear about half a fist's width in the middle, revealing the edge of light red underwear underneath.

Mu Qingtong knew that neither side would admit defeat in this duel, and one side would inevitably have to submit.

But this approach will not lead to anything.

After all, it's just a superficial act and not very stimulating. To completely make Mr. Xia lose his will to resist, perhaps only actual reproduction can do the trick.

As she pondered, Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly sat up straight.

Xia Feng was stunned.

Mu Qingtong wore an elegant black dress, but as she casually tore off the hem, the black dress became a super short black skirt, half-covering her shapely buttocks.

Her two long, shapely legs were tucked into elegant black crystal heels. Confident and arrogant, she knelt on either side of Xia Feng's thighs, her long legs forming an M-shape, looking down at him with a cold, soft voice:
"Mr. Xia, let's bring our duel to a complete conclusion."

[Due to time constraints, I'll be writing a good extra chapter today, at least 5000 words, but it won't be until around 2 AM.]

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