I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 381. Unaware

After nearly twenty days of Yin-Yang cultivation, Xia Feng's overall physical condition improved slightly once again.

His spiritual pressure was just a hair's breadth away from breaking through the threshold of the True Martial Realm.

Overall, it will be slightly faster than Mu Qingtong cultivating on her own.

Of course, it wouldn't be much faster, since Mu Qingtong's talent is just too high. The speed at which the Yin-Yang Mirror amplifies spiritual pressure is at most about 1.5 times faster than her own cultivation.

But that was enough for the two of them.

time is life.

Moreover, Yin-Yang cultivation can also bring additional boosts to strength, agility, and spirit.

As he pondered, the "Gate to the World" had already formed. He took a deep breath and stepped through the gate.

Arriving at the sealed land again, Xia Feng looked at the scene below the God rank with some confusion.

Nearly a hundred candy sticks were scattered in front of the tall freezer.

He took a few steps forward.

All the candied hawthorns in the freezer had disappeared, leaving only a small dragon girl standing alone in the center, as if she had been waiting inside for tens of thousands of years, becoming an immobile sculpture.

Xia Feng frowned and turned to look behind him.

Beneath the magnificent and desolate World Tree, the giant dragon's head, now only a skeleton, still stands majestically high. The ever-burning blue flames swirl around the high-backed throne directly below. The Dragon God lies with her back to him, her star-studded dress covering her exquisite curves, as if she has fallen into a deep sleep.

However, as Xia Feng watched, the snow-white dragon tail that was tied around the ankle under the star skirt quietly retracted and hid under the skirt along the smooth calves.

Xia Feng pursed his lips, bowed respectfully, and said, "Lord Dragon God, I am very sorry. I have been on the run for the past two months, so I have broken my promise again."

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There was no movement on the throne; it was very quiet.

Xia Feng lowered his eyes and listened carefully, only hearing Miss Evil Dragon's even and gentle breathing as she slept, and the rustling of leaves carried by a breeze from who-knows-where.

After bowing and waiting silently for about ten seconds, Xia Feng took a deep breath and went straight up the steps.

hum! ! !
However, as soon as he stepped onto the first step, he felt that the concentration of evil energy in front of him was higher than ever before, and it even generated a certain degree of aggressive pressure.

Xia Feng absorbed the entire aura without changing his expression, although the oppressive force made it somewhat difficult for him to move forward. However, it was not difficult to walk, and he soon arrived at the end of the divine steps, near the divine throne.

The woman in the star-patterned dress remained asleep with her back turned, seemingly unaware of his presence and showing no intention of waking up.

Xia Feng silently followed her languid curves, perfectly outlined by the star-studded dress, downwards.

The only exposed, snow-covered feet, overlapping, are quite eye-catching.

Miss Evil Dragon's instep was slender, with the little flesh on her soles resembling the soft, fluffy pads of a cat's paw, white and tender with a hint of pink. Her arches were also beautiful, crystal clear and smooth.

Xia Feng glanced at the sleeping Miss Evil Dragon again, then looked down at the snowy feet in front of him, blinked, and rubbed his chin excitedly, muttering to himself:

"Lord Dragon God, since you have fallen into a deep slumber, you should be unaware that I have desecrated your divine feet!"

"!"

On the beautiful arch of the foot, the moist and sexy toes have a natural rosy glow with a hint of shimmer, just like plump pomegranate seeds, moist red with a hint of pink, which is very tempting.

As Xia Feng finished speaking his strange words, the beautiful instep of her foot, which was stacked on top, straightened and remained frozen in place.

Xia Feng reached out and grabbed the cool, soft arch of her foot. Miss Evil Dragon's arch instantly straightened even more, her round, pink toes curled up, and her manicured nails shone with a smooth, glossy, and moist color.
He pinched her pomegranate-like toes, scratched her pinkish-white soles like cat paw pads, and then etched the character "枫" (Maple) onto her sexy ankle.
After playing with it for a while, Xia Feng looked up and saw that Miss Evil Dragon was still sleeping peacefully with her eyes lowered.

After thinking for a moment, Xia Feng shook his head and flung the object away, complaining listlessly, "Oh well, it's not interesting anyway. Dragon God, your feet are so ugly."

"!!"

Annoyed, the calf retracted and kicked—the soft sole of the foot instantly pressed down on the believer's abdomen.

Xia Feng stared wide-eyed, frozen in place.

The woman in the star-patterned dress froze for a moment. Her chubby toes curled up as if pressing down on solid ground. She quickly and swiftly withdrew her small feet, pulling them back under her dress, no longer sticking them out.

Xia Feng realized what was happening and waited quietly for another ten seconds, but the Dragon God was still fast asleep.

"Lord Dragon God, it seems you are still asleep. That kick just now was just a subconscious reaction in your dream."

Xia Feng lay on his side on the divine throne, reached out and hugged the woman in the star-patterned dress around her slender waist, and leaned close to her burning ear, deliberately speaking in an excited, trembling voice, "Since that's the case, then you were unaware that I was holding you tightly from behind, Lord Dragon God, and wantonly desecrating your peak, right?"

"!!!"

Xia Feng's body clung to the languid curves of the woman in the star-patterned dress as she slept on her side, but what was absurd was that the Dragon God was too tall; his 1.9-meter height made him look somewhat like a child.

However, this is not a big problem.

As he embraced her tightly, the soft, smooth shoulders of the evil dragon lady, against which his chin rested, visibly trembled.

He breathed softly against the burning red earlobe and snow-white neck of the Evil Dragon Lady, a few strands of her soft, cloud-gray hair hanging lazily down, gently scratching his eyebrows and eyes.

After finding the right spot with his left hand, he boldly activated the arousal boost, only to find that it had no effect whatsoever.

The believer, Di Si, kept her divine eyes tightly closed, her fists clenched in her sleeves. This believer was becoming more and more audacious!

Do you really think I would tolerate him like this?

Xia Feng tried to use the Excitement Ring again, but there was still no reaction.

Feeling the unbridled blasphemy of the believers, Di Si closed her eyes and breathed evenly. Her long, curled eyelashes began to tremble slightly, but she still did not choose to wake up.

He breathed in the believer's soft, warm breath, his voice earnest: "Dragon God, I think I need to explain again. I really haven't had time to come in these past two months, it wasn't because I broke my promise."

"I'm asleep and can't hear you! What's the use of explaining to me?" Di Si pursed her lips, her trembling eyelids regained their calm, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Although the believer earnestly explained while his blasphemous actions became even more excessive, she was asleep and unaware of the blasphemy! She was oblivious!

Although in fact, even when asleep, they can still perceive changes in their surroundings.

However, she is currently in a deep and complete sleep, the kind of sleep in which she would not notice anything unusual even if she woke up, so it is reasonable that she is unaware of it.

However, two months is too long. To be precise, it's 62 days, 7 hours, 57 minutes, and 18 seconds! What urgent matter could be happening outside that would keep believers busy for so long?
"Lord Dragon God, if you remain silent, it seems you agree to forgive my breaking my promise!"

The believer brushed aside her soft hair, his thin lips brushing against her earlobe from the back of her neck, his tone unusually respectful, "Then, Lord Dragon God, I shall continue to blaspheme you!"

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Di Si pressed her lips tightly together, her eyelids trembling slightly once more.
Suddenly, however, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her pretty nose twitched.

How can believers have a pure scent?
changed?

It turned into the filthy stench of someone whose virginity had been harvested, and an extremely filthy stench from multiple harvests!
Di Si suddenly opened her eyes.

(End of this chapter)