I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 452. Mr. Xia, I like you.
Xia Feng had assumed that Mu Qingtong could discover his resurrection through image transmission.

Surprisingly, perhaps because he was in the Nightmare Realm, Mu Qingtong still couldn't sense his presence.

It seems this newly developed Green Bone Tracking Technique is still a bit rudimentary.
Xia Feng silently complained in his heart, but when Mu Qingtong suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him calmly again, she said those two sentences.

Xia Feng was startled. Huh?
Di Si looked down at the believer with keen insight, noticing the astonishment in his eyes. Her dangerously narrowed pupils constricted, and she released the believer's thin lips: "What are you doing?"

Xia Feng snapped out of his daze, shook his head, and said calmly, "It's nothing. I just saw some images through tracking techniques. You wouldn't be interested, Lord Dragon God."

"lie."

The first half of the sentence is true, the second half is a lie. The woman in the star-patterned dress frowned, her eyes seemingly able to see right through people's hearts.

She quickly realized that the spiritual garments the believers were now using were a type of spiritual garment that projected a gaze through their own bones.

When her follower died, she had brought the follower's remaining head to Mu Qingtong and asked the witch to keep it safe.

However, after the believer was resurrected, she became too lazy to try to get the head back.

So it's obvious that believers are now using tracking suits to secretly meet with witches?
In other words, when I was punishing him by kissing him, this believer was not only thinking about the witch, but also seeing that evil witch in his eyes?!

Dragon God: "!!!!"

Upon thinking of this, the majestic vertical pupils beneath the gleaming dark gold cross sword shrank to the size of silver needles, their sharp tips radiating a cold light.

Xia Feng felt a chill run down his spine, thinking to himself that things were about to go wrong.

"My believer, the witch is right in front of you, isn't she?"

".!"

"Xia Feng, you are so half-hearted and disrespectful when accepting my punishment. I am really angry."

"I didn't...uh~~"

It smelled like a lie, and she fiercely sealed it off, biting down hard.

"My believer, are you seeing me now, or that witch?"

"!"

Because of the Dragon God's attack, Xia Feng's vision became somewhat unstable.

Miss Evil Dragon's face overlapped with Miss Mu's face, creating a double image that was blurry and indistinct.

He tried to ignore the sensation on his lips, quickly regained his focus, and saw Miss Mu's cool and aloof face again.

However, the pale vertical pupils of Miss Evil Dragon would occasionally appear in Miss Mu's golden pupils, which made Xia Feng feel quite strange.

The glass pedestal was very tall, and the skull suspended in the center of the pedestal was only a few centimeters shorter than the woman in the black dress.

The woman's slender fingers gently stroked the edge of Xia Feng's cheekbone, her beautiful eyes fixed intently, as if she could truly see Xia Feng's face.

Mr. Xia asked her a total of four times, "Do you like me?"

The first time was when she discovered that Mr. Xia's abdomen was marked with an evil mark by the Dragon God. When the two were discussing Mr. Xia's responsibilities as a fiancé, Xia Feng tried to induce her to say that she 'likes Mr. Xia'.

The second time was just before the two were about to use the Yin-Yang Mirror for dual cultivation.

The third time was after she accepted the evil dragon's challenge and emerged from the sealed land.

The fourth time, and the last time.
In the chaotic flow of time and space, the man's heart was pierced by a longsword.

When he looked up at her, his dark eyes still held a hint of expectation. "Miss Mu, do you like me?"

Unfortunately, everything happened too fast. The explosion of the spacetime turbulence annihilated everything, including that smiling face that remained even in death.

Mu Qingtong already had the answer to Mr. Xia's question in her heart.

The word "like" can represent many emotions, including romantic love, familial love, friendship, affection for a pet, and possessiveness.
But for her, the feelings between her and Mr. Xia were more about...
Similar feelings.

That's right, that's it!
Mu Qingtong admitted that she did like Mr. Xia. But more than that, it was the surprise and joy she felt when she unexpectedly discovered a kindred spirit who suited her taste on her journey to find a strong person. After experiencing certain things together, she gradually developed feelings for this kindred spirit.

And this positive feeling is the affection for one's own kind—

It is a kind of affection that is different from love, family affection, friendship, and even possessiveness.

Considering that few people in this world would experience such feelings, Mu Qingtong decided to name this emotion "Tongqing".

Therefore, Mu Qingtong finally understood what she regretted.

She truly regretted her lack of caution, which led to Mr. Xia's accidental death in her place.

But what she regretted even more was not telling Mr. Xia the words that she already knew the answer to in her heart.

“Mr. Xia, now I can answer you.”

Xia Feng's dark pupils narrowed slightly, his heart skipped a beat, and he quietly met the gaze of those pale golden eyes that seemed to be right in front of him.

Miss Mu's usually cool eyes now held a multitude of emotions: confusion, sorrow, anger, and regret. Her delicate fingers caressed his face, and her red lips parted slightly, as if whispering in his ear:
"Mr. Xia, I like you."

Xia Feng: "!!!!"

Di Si discovered that the heart rate of her followers had reached an unprecedented level. Her black pupils were shocked, and her pupils dilated and then contracted.

Clearly, the witch must have said something to the believers to make them so excited! Di Si's sharp, dangerous vertical pupils flashed with a hint of annoyance, and her attacks became even more ferocious.

Bad believers! Bad believers! Bad believers!!

Xia Feng felt suffocated, but he was already adept at dealing with it.

Ignoring Miss Evil Dragon's kiss once again, he looked thoughtfully at the woman in the black dress who had confessed her feelings to him.

I was incredibly excited!

Hehehe~ Miss Mu, I've finally heard you say that!
The reason he kept a close eye on Mu Qingtong's situation was to see if she would say anything inappropriate in front of his lifeless head.

Persistence pays off. Mu Qingtong not only spoke, but she also chose to say the most ridiculous thing.

This undoubtedly signifies that his grand campaign to win over Miss Mu has achieved a stage of success!

Unfortunately, he couldn't use any props to record Miss Mu's confession.

However, it's actually not a big deal.

Because his memory is the most powerful means of recording.

There must be spirit garments or artifacts in this world that have the ability to retrieve memories.

Then
Hehehe~ Xia Feng chuckled inwardly, already looking forward to the moment he would reunite with Miss Mu.

At that moment, he would directly throw this memory image onto Miss Mu's face, put his hands on his hips and laugh loudly, arrogantly mocking her, making this evil witch who had humiliated him many times completely die!
Oh dear, what will Miss Mu's reaction be then?

Thinking of this, Xia Feng's smile was harder to suppress than an AK.

"Mr. Xia, I like you."

Mu Qingtong murmured and repeated herself, but unfortunately, the skull in front of her was ultimately just an inanimate object and could not answer her question.

It's even less likely that we'll hear her words.

That's why she said it again.

"Mr. Xia."

"I like you."

(End of this chapter)