I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 454. Identity
Not right.

Something was very wrong. Xia Feng frowned slightly as he looked at the spot where the two had disappeared.

Just six hours ago, Miss Mu confessed her feelings to me in the lab, and now this woman has run off to the nightmare world?
Could it be a clone?
Or perhaps it's an illusion?

Xia Feng quickly scanned his surroundings; the area was shrouded in gray fog and eerily quiet.

Through his Deconstruction Eye, he found no life form lurking in the shadows, preparing to launch a sneak attack.

Shaking his head, Xia Feng didn't think any further and rushed towards the place where Mu Qingtong had disappeared.

Whether it's a trap or not, since Miss Mu is involved, he has to go and see what's going on.

Moreover, it seems that Miss Mu is being chased by that mysterious man wearing a fisherman's hat, and her situation is not good.

With fiery white wings fluttering on his shoulder blades, Xia Feng unleashed his full speed, streaking across the air like a white shadow before flashing into the depths of the gray fog.

At the same time, he used the A-grade spirit armor Blood Spirit Throne to create two Blood Spirit clones whose bodies were made of blood, to scout ahead.

"Om-"

As soon as Xia Feng broke through the mist, a gray-white current of air instantly rippled out from the distant battlefield, and he looked up.

Three figures in white robes, their heads covered with white straw hats, floated in the sky. They stood in a triangular formation, their hands forming a strange gesture.

As light flowed from her fingertips, a triangular cubic mirror formed, trapping Mu Qingtong within it.

Mu Qingtong wore a white coat, her silver hair was casually tied up in a high bun with a black pencil, revealing her fair swan neck. She put her hands in her pockets and looked around with her pale golden eyes.

The transparent mirror of the triangular prism continuously emitted grayish-white light, but as the red thread in the white coat pocket flew out and quickly passed through the light like knitting a sweater, the entire triangular prism disappeared into thin air, and the next moment it appeared out of thin air around a person in a straw hat, sealing him inside.

After being illuminated by the gray-white light from the triangular prism, the man in the straw raincoat froze, unable to move.

After dealing with the man in the straw raincoat, Mu Qingtong's face turned pale, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she swayed precariously.

The remaining two men in straw hats exploded with a burst of air beneath their feet, leaving only afterimages in their wake—and charged straight at Mu Qingtong!

However, at the same time, two blood-red figures quietly appeared beside Mu Qingtong. They moved in unison, stepping forward and raising their fists, punching the man in the straw hat in the face!
"Bang—" A crimson stream of air lifted the layers of straw hats and spread out, and the heads of the two straw hat-wearing men were directly smashed by Xia Feng's Blood Spirit clone with a single punch.

The Blood Spirit clone inherited his strength and agility attributes; a single punch from it would inflict minor injuries even on a Venerable.

To Xia Feng's surprise, the white fragments he shattered instantly reformed, coalescing anew on the headless corpse to form a round, white head and a straw hat.

It was only then that Xia Feng noticed that the faces of these white-robed figures, hidden beneath their straw hats, had no facial features, only a uniform white surface, which was quite eerie.

After the two men in straw hats regained their heads, they did not continue their attack, but instead turned and ran.

A white vortex suddenly expanded out of thin air in the gray fog, and they rushed into it and disappeared.

"Miss Mu, what brings you to the Nightmare Realm?"

Upon hearing the question, Mu Qingtong slowly turned around with her hands in her pockets. When she saw Xia Feng standing in the distance, her beautiful eyes widened slightly in surprise.

However, he quickly looked away, his eyelids drooping as if he were about to faint, and his body went limp as he fell directly from the sky.

Xia Feng frowned, took a step and flew down as well, quickly catching the woman and pulling her into his arms.

Mu Qingtong placed her delicate hand on his shoulder, her beautiful eyes, slightly weary, lifted slightly, and whispered, "Xia Feng, you're here."

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"Does she really know my name?" Xia Feng wondered suspiciously. After a moment of silence, seeing that the woman had no intention of continuing, he pursed his lips and asked again:
"How did you get into the Nightmare Realm?"

The woman in the white coat blinked twice and shook her head: "I don't know, I have amnesia."

Xia Feng: "?" What a convenient excuse!

If this is the real Mu Qingtong, amnesia means she can use the excuse that she doesn't remember confessing her feelings, perfectly defending against Xia Feng's social death attack.

If it's a fake Mu Qingtong, amnesia would perfectly explain all the questions she couldn't answer.

"Then what do you remember?"

Mu Qingtong frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said softly, "I only remember that your name is Xia Feng, and that you are someone I can trust."

"that's it?"

"Ah."

I don't believe you! With your mental strength, how could you suffer from amnesia?

And not only did he lose his memory, but he lost so much of it?

Xia Feng's suspicions deepened. He narrowed his dark eyes and stared silently into the woman's pale golden eyes. The bloodthirsty beast in his hand behind her back was ready to transform into a sharp blade and strike the woman.

"correct."

The woman in the white coat pondered for a moment, then her beautiful eyes lit up as if she had just remembered something. She added, "I remember when you were eight years old, you were adopted by Liuzhuang. You had two childhood sweethearts, one named Gong Changyi and the other named Chanaixue."

"!" Xia Feng's nearly formed Bloodthirsty Blade disintegrated, and he frowned slightly. Could this guy really be Miss Mu?

At the same time, he activated the Green Bone Tracking Technique to bring his vision to the laboratory. Inside, two Mu Qingtongs wearing white coats were still conducting experiments, while the original body that had confessed to his skull earlier was nowhere to be found.

In less than six hours, the original body traveled from the real world to the nightmare world, and then to the sea of ​​evil demons, where it happened to meet him while also suffering from amnesia.

I believe you!
"Besides these things, what else do you remember? For example, our relationship?"

Mu Qingtong pondered for a moment, then shook her head and said in a weak, soft voice, "That's all, that's all."

"Um"

Seeing this, Xia Feng sighed, "Alright, then let me help you remember."

“Miss Mu, your name is Mu Qingtong, and my name is Xia Feng. You used to be my slave girl.”

Xia Feng's expression was serious and earnest as he explained in a deep voice, "Three months ago, you died protecting me from a sneak attack by several thieves."
I knew you could be resurrected, so I searched everywhere for you, and finally found you here. Alas, I never expected you to have lost your memory.

"A female slave?" Mu Qingtong blinked her beautiful eyes, puzzled.

"Yes."

Xia Feng remained calm, his large hand, which was around Mu Qingtong's slender waist, moved down and lightly patted the rounded curves of her white coat. He then leaned close to her suddenly burning ear and whispered...

"Miss Mu, you haven't served your master for three months. Let's find a secluded place and relive that wonderful feeling."

"!!!!!" The silver-haired woman didn't expect Xia Feng to suddenly make a move. Her pupils contracted almost imperceptibly, and her ears turned bright red.

Pia~~ Xia Feng slapped her again, then grabbed and rubbed her. She couldn't help but come back to her senses, her thighs pressed tightly together without any gap, her legs bent inwards, her face flushed red and she couldn't hold back anymore!

"Enough, enough!"

"You little rascal!" The silver-haired woman grabbed Xia Feng's shoulder and suddenly looked up, her pale golden eyes slightly angry.
"I am He Jianzhu!"

"Hmph~ He Jianzhu, that name sounds familiar~" Xia Feng's lips were about to curl into a cold smile, but he suddenly froze.

Hey, why are you trimming the candle?!

His pupils dilated sharply, his dark eyes widened, and his right hand, which was kneading the silver-haired woman's waist, suddenly froze.
(End of this chapter)