I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 556. Outside the Door
"Don't worry, the Knights of Apocalypse are going to take over, so the Holy Ministry shouldn't need to worry about the rest of the pursuit."

Then a young male voice rang out, "I just don't know who Q-mask is. Ye Lidong is so obsessed with him that he even went so far as to ask the Knights of Apocalypse to help."

Hearing the conversation outside the door, Xia Feng paused and listened carefully.

Jiang Qiu'e turned her small face to the side, Xia Feng's strong chest pressed against her chest, his hot breath hitting her neck. She felt inexplicably hot, and her cool eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"To be honest, we've searched for so long and haven't found any trace of Feng Jianyi. Maybe that rat has already run away. The Apocalypse Knights' current complete blockade of Star Iron is a waste of effort."

Star Iron is blocked? Upon hearing this, Jiang Qiu'e frowned even more. Just as she was about to listen carefully to the conversation outside the door, her breath caught in her throat.

Her swan-like, graceful neck tilted back unconsciously, her sexy collarbone resembling a bright white crescent moon.

"By the way, do you know which lord is leading the Apocalypse Knights this time?" the young man asked in confusion.

“It should be Apocalypse Knight Jing Jiu.” The deep male voice explained, “Among the Twelve Apocalypse Knights, it seems that only this gentleman and Lord Yin Shi have been very active in recent years, while the other Apocalypse Knights have disappeared without a trace.”

The Knights of Apocalypse possess supreme law enforcement power and immunity from killing, which supersedes all official institutions. Xia Feng didn't actually know much about this organization; he had only indirectly come into contact with Silver Ten.

Back then, it was Yin Shi who, in order to eliminate everyone who knew the truth about Baidi City, started hunting him down from Baidi City all the way to Dongsheng Fortress.

Although Xia Feng had never faced Yin Shi head-on, he knew that this person was extremely powerful and not easy to deal with.

Jing Jiu, who is also a Knight of the Apocalypse, is probably no pushover either.

As Xia Feng pondered, he sensed the woman above him breathing increasingly rapidly.

Xia Feng released the woman's wrist and reached out to embrace her beautiful back and slender waist, outlined by her blue dress.

Jiang Qiu'e's lower abdomen tilted forward under the force of the arm, and she glanced down at the man.

She pursed her red lips, staring silently at the short, choppy black hair in front of her. Lost in thought, her beautiful eyes flickered, but suddenly the swaying black hair lifted her small face, its dark eyes looking at her with a puzzled expression.
"You're getting excited already?"

"..." Jiang Qiu'e paused for a moment, then said coldly, "What excitement? I'm not excited."

"Nothing?" Xia Feng glanced at the ground.

He raised his eyes again, expressionless, a cold sneer playing on his lips. "Jiang Qiu'e, I'm very curious, what exactly are you thinking about all day long?"

“!!” Jiang Qiu’e frowned, her long legs taut and pressed together beneath her skirt, and said calmly, “The curse has been lifted, right? Then go out.”

As she spoke, she used her delicate hands to pull up her collar and re-fasten the cold blue-and-white knot at her bulging chest.

But the next moment, Xia Feng forcibly untied the knotted rope and pulled it down.

"you--"

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Jiang Qiu'e felt increasingly hot, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she covered her mouth tightly with her slender hand. The two talkative men outside the door were still talking.

"Wait, we've got a message from above! They say Feng Jianyi is very likely in one of the hundred carriages we're patrolling." "A hundred carriages? That's like saying nothing at all." The young man clicked his tongue in exasperation.

"Hey, that makes sense. Let the Knights of Apocalypse go find someone, we can continue slacking off."

The deep male voice seemed to belong to a middle-aged man, his voice hoarse. He sighed as he spoke, "But I must say, brother, I wish I had chosen to join the Black Moon Church like you back then. Although the treatment here in the Holy Department is good, it's really too tiring. Being a Spirit Master is truly frustrating."

"Hehe, then why don't you leave the Holy Department, Brother Qin?" The young man smiled faintly. "If you throw yourself into the arms of the great goddess, you might even get to see Lady Qiu'e again."

Hearing her name suddenly mentioned outside the door, Jiang Qiu'e felt a jolt in her heart. She subconsciously tilted her head back again, frowned, and covered her mouth, trying her best not to make a sound and give Xia Feng, that bastard, a chance to mock her.

"Lady Qiu'e?" The middle-aged man seemed somewhat intrigued and asked curiously, "Brother, from what you're saying, you've met this Holy Maiden?"

“Heh~ that’s natural.” The young man’s tone became more excited when the topic came up, but he said calmly and confidently, “About five years ago, Lady Qiu’e stayed briefly at the Papacy branch in District 26, so we new believers were very lucky. Our first sermon was led by Lady Qiu’e.”

He became more and more excited as he spoke, "Brother Qin, you have no idea, the Holy Maiden Qiu'e is much more beautiful in real life than in the photos. She's just like a fairy, and her voice is clear and cool, very pleasant to listen to."

"Hmph~" A clear, soft voice couldn't help but escape, ringing in Xia Feng's ear. He looked up, and a hint of annoyance flashed in those ethereal, beautiful eyes that looked down at him. She released her slender hand covering his lower face and suddenly pressed down on his black hair.

Xia Feng had barely looked up before Jiang Qiu'e pressed him back down.

Jiang Qiu'e covered her mouth with one hand and pressed down on Xia Feng's black hair with the other, her swan-like neck tilted back, goosebumps rising from her skin.

Why aren't those two guys outside leaving yet!
"Like a fairy? Really?"

The middle-aged man felt that the young man was somewhat biased. "Each sermon of your Black Moon Church involves at least ten thousand people, right? Saintess Qiu'e was standing on such a high platform far away, how could you see her clearly?"

Hearing him question his goddess, the young man immediately retorted, "How can you not see clearly? Even if I was only a second-tier spirit master back then, my eyesight was far enough. And let me tell you, Lady Qiu'e even spoke to me."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man was actually somewhat envious of the other person's experience and asked curiously, "What did you say?"

"When Lady Qiu'e was reading out the list of qualified believers, she called out my name—An Zaibei!"

Middle-aged man: "."

Hearing the confident and proud words of the young man outside the door, Jiang Qiu'e couldn't bear it any longer. She became increasingly sensitive, frowned, stopped covering her mouth, and subconsciously wrapped her arms around Xia Feng's black hair.

Her eyelashes trembled, casting shadows, and a sickly flush appeared on her usually stern and aloof face.

Xia Feng naturally sensed Jiang Qiu'e's unusual behavior. It seemed that the conversation between the two outside the door had aroused the green fox. Her pretty face leaned against his black hair, her moist red lips pressed against his earlobe, and she breathed softly.

Xia Feng couldn't stand this woman either, and coldly cursed in the darkness: "You vixen."

Jiang Qiu'e's beautiful eyes, which had been slightly averted, suddenly narrowed and widened. The derogatory and insulting words rose from her heart and went straight to her nerves, as if the words of law were revealing the true nature of her disguise over the past few days.

Her breathing became more rapid, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she hugged Xia Feng's black hair even tighter, unwilling to let go.

She let Xia Feng insult her again and again, calling her a slut.
(End of this chapter)