I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 455. Drama Queen
Xia Feng looked somewhat bewildered.

He Jianzhu sighed, the anger in her beautiful eyes behind her half-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses dissipated, and she asked gently, "How does it feel? Soft?"

Xia Feng blinked, then nodded thoughtfully: "It's alright."

He Jianzhu's expression instantly turned expressionless. "Let go!"

Xia Feng released his grip without changing his expression, and even smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothes around her waist and hips. Under her cold, narrowed gaze, he finally withdrew his hand behind his back.

However, because of this, He Jianzhu lost her support and her body went limp, falling directly into the deep fog below.

Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, then quickly flew down.

The woman's white coat fluttered in the wind, and her silver hair was also slightly disheveled as it drifted in the mist. Xia Feng once again embraced her slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

He Jianzhu pressed on Xia Feng's shoulder, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his face was a little pale.

Xia Feng initially thought the woman was faking her weakness, but it turned out she was genuinely weak.

"Are you okay?"

"It's alright." He Jianzhu shook her head softly, then looked up and saw that the little brat's dark eyes were so close to her again, looking down at her.

His firm chest pressed against her heart, and as their golden and black eyes met, they were speechless for a moment.

After a moment of silence, Xia Feng spoke first: "Miss Jianzhu, why are you pretending to be Mu Qingtong?"

He Jianzhu's beautiful eyes were indifferent as she pursed her lips and said softly, "I don't know who Mu Qingtong is."

Xia Feng was stunned: "What do you mean?"

“I did not lie to you before. I have amnesia, but I remember a lot of information about you and know that you are someone I can trust.”

"what?"

Xia Feng hadn't expected this, and he couldn't help but stare at the woman with suspicion once again.

The first time I saw this woman in the garden, she was very mysterious, always saying strange things that made her hard to understand.

"So it seems your memory has been tampered with?" Xia Feng asked, puzzled.

"No."

He Jianzhu shook his head, "This is because of the source body's diversion. The diverted body cannot carry too many memories. It only needs to remember the information related to its mission, which is enough."

"A fluid splitter?"

"Just think of it as a copy; it's one of my abilities."

Xia Feng nodded thoughtfully, meaning that the He Jianzhu in front of him, like the one he met in the garden, was not the real He Jianzhu.

At that time, He Jianzhu was talking to him in a mysterious way, saying things like, "You've come," and "Child, do you know who I am?"

It's clear that this woman seems quite capable, secretly plotting something.

Moreover, Xia Feng strongly suspects that his lost memories from ages 12 to 14 are likely related to this woman.

"Lord Dragon God, can you tell what's really going on with He Jianzhu?" Xia Feng asked in his mind.

Di Si, dressed in a starry dress, floated quietly beside Xia Feng. In fact, she had been observing He Jianzhu ever since she appeared.

This woman's appearance and the eerie aura surrounding her both disliked her. Her dislike intensified after learning from the believer that this woman was the witch's mother.

Although she really wanted the believers to abandon the witch mother and let her fend for herself, she changed her mind after a second thought.

Because Di Si sensed that this human woman named He Jianzhu seemed to have been a star goddess in the past.

“This woman is not simple. Believer, find a way to subdue her with the Dragon God's Token. That way, you will be able to find out what kind of conspiracy she is plotting.”

Since the evil witch dared to steal her followers, it's only natural that she would enslave the witch's mother.

Xia Feng was unaware of Miss Evil Dragon's thoughts.
He was just a little surprised that Miss Evil Dragon had such a high opinion of He Jianzhu that it was worth using up a Dragon God Token.

It should be noted that there are only seven slots for the Dragon God Token, and using one of them with the Holy King Puxiu is already considered somewhat wasteful.

However, the Dragon God Token cannot force a contract; if someone wants to form a contract with He Jianzhu, He Jianzhu himself must agree.

This is not a easy thing to do.

Unless you find a way to trick her.
"So, Miss Jianzhu, you still haven't answered my question."

Xia Feng wrapped his arms around the silver-haired woman's slender waist, glanced at her wet lips so close to his own, and slightly raised his dark eyes, "Why did you pretend to be Mu Qingtong just now?"

He Jianzhu blinked. Could she say that she was just doing it for fun?
That would make her seem a bit foolish, almost getting herself into trouble.
"That's not important."

She gently patted Xia Feng's head with her delicate hands, her beautiful eyes warm. "Child, judging from your condition, you must have seen Auntie's other fluid distributions before?"

"So, do you know what your relationship with your aunt really is?"

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Hearing her words, Xia Feng hesitated for only half a second before calmly starting to make up a story: "Fine, Jianzhu, I won't joke with you anymore."

Xia Feng said in a serious tone: "Actually, you and I are husband and wife, and we have a daughter named Mu Qingtong."

"I just said that Mu Qingtong is my female slave. That was all nonsense I made up to test you. Don't take it seriously."

Xia Feng used his finger to tuck a stray silver hair from He Jianzhu's brow behind her ear and whispered gently, "Jianzhu, although I don't know what you've been through all these years, thankfully, we've finally reunited."

After listening quietly to the little brat's words, He Jianzhu blinked, hesitated for less than half a second, and then her eyebrows curved slightly.

She wrapped her soft, slender arms around Xia Feng's neck and said gently, "So you are my husband. No wonder my body doesn't resist you."

The soft sensation pressed further into Xia Feng's heart. The exquisitely beautiful face, identical to Miss Mu's, drew closer, and the arm around her slender waist tightened.

Xia Feng hadn't noticed before, but now that they were so close, he could still tell from the slight differences in their expressions and habits that He Jianzhu's temperament was more mature and gentle, and she smiled more often, even speaking with the soft smile of a woman from Jiangnan.

Mu Qingtong is different. Miss Mu has a colder temperament, and in public, she also maintains a faint smile. She looks gentle, but in reality, she keeps people at a distance and is polite but distant to everyone.

For example, during her time at Weiyang Academy, Mu Qingtong was very famous, and the students all had a good impression of her. However, no one had ever heard of Mu Qingtong having any friends or besties; she always kept to herself.

Of course, none of that matters. The important thing now is that Xia Feng noticed He Jianzhu's wet lips getting closer and closer to hers, and her eyebrows curved slightly: "Husband, you said we're husband and wife, so have we ever kissed before?"

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No way, this woman was completely stunned when she was patted on the butt just now, how come she's accepted the situation so quickly now? Doesn't she even question what I said?!
Xia Feng couldn't quite keep his composure. He just wanted to make up an identity to facilitate the promotion of the Dragon God Token, but it seemed that the identity of this husband was hard to ascertain.

Seeing Xia Feng fall silent, He Jianzhu smiled gently and asked in a soft voice, "What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)