I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 641. The Perverted Witch

His dark eyes glanced down, and what came into view was long, soft silver hair, the strands of which were somewhat disheveled.

Warm, moist breath brushed against his neck, and the woman's slightly cool cheeks breathed evenly. He fell into a deep sleep as she lay on top of him.

Xia Feng looked around.

The space above was pitch black, and the water flowed quietly.

He and Miss Mu were lying on their backs in a shallow pit in the middle of the seabed.

The shallow pit was only about the size of one person, and flowers resembling roses, emitting a cool, pale red light, bloomed around it, dispelling the darkness of the seabed.

It also slightly alleviated Xia Feng's deep-sea phobia symptoms.

Above the shallow pit, an oval-shaped pale white light screen flickered, resisting the terrifying water pressure from the seabed.

Xia Feng felt weak all over. He gently wrapped his arms around the silver-haired woman's slender waist, frowned, and was about to turn over when his other wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The woman beside his neck suddenly opened her eyes, her beautiful golden pupils clear and indifferent. "Awake?"

"Hmm," Xia Feng's expression stiffened slightly as he responded softly, then asked gently, "Miss Mu, where are we now?"

Although he could already guess from the surrounding environment that this should be the seabed of the Taiqin Sea.
"Now that you're awake, let's continue."

Mu Qingtong said something indifferently, then sat up, supporting herself on Xia Feng's broad shoulders. Her buttocks rested on Xia Feng's knees, her graceful waist and hips straightened under her black dress, her golden eyes looking down at him.

Continue? Continue what? Xia Feng's mind jolted, as if sensing something, and he slightly raised his head and glanced down.

Then he realized that he was completely naked.

The silver-haired woman twirled a silver-bristled brush in her slender hand, the tip pointing directly at his abdomen, gently tracing ancient, luminous lines of a pale red mixed with rose pink.

Xia Feng instinctively pulled in his stomach and straightened his back: "What are you doing!"

He stared wide-eyed and reached out to slap the brush away, but when the silver-bristled brush touched his heart again, he seemed to press a time-stop switch, and his whole body froze.

The arm fell to the ground with a thud.

Mu Qingtong gently rubbed his navel with the silver bristles of her brush. Countless clear red lights flowed outwards from the center of his navel, like tingling electric currents rapidly transmitting throughout his body, making him tense and then relax. Over and over again, his dark pupils almost shrank to stars.

Mu Qingtong raised her beautiful eyes slightly: "Don't move, okay?"

"!!" Xia Feng's anger flared up. At this moment, his desire to suppress this treacherous witch broke through its limit, as if a universe had exploded in his mind, making his head buzz.

"Heh~" Mu Qingtong seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and chuckled lightly. She turned the brush handle and tapped it twice. "Mr. Xia, you should put away your poultry. They're reacting way too easily."

"!!!"

"Very well, Miss Mu, you're quite something!" Although Xia Feng's heart was burning with rage, she quickly calmed down and didn't resist. Instead, she curled her lips into a contemptuous smile and said, "What, Miss Mu, you know you can't beat me, so you're resorting to any means necessary?"

"I will not break my promise to a fair duel with you." Mu Qingtong shook her head, clearing her throat as she continued to slide her brush. "As for now, I am merely putting some shackles on your filthy poultry, Mr. Xia."

"??" Xia Feng felt a little itchy, so he squeezed his legs together and pulled in his stomach again, tensing up his whole body as he looked down.

His lifeline was outlined with ancient lines, radiating a pale red glow.

Although I don't know what Mu Qingtong is up to, these lines are definitely not good.

Xia Feng frowned slightly, but he wasn't too flustered.

Anyway, once we return to E'chuan, all of Miss Mu's methods will be in vain. Let her do it.

Let's see what she can come up with.

"Mr. Xia, would you like to know what this is?"

"I don't want to." Xia Feng chuckled lightly, appearing completely unconcerned.

"This brush is called the [Human Body Drawing Brush], a pure blue-level divine relic. It can freely draw spiritual arrays that alter the human body's sensory reactions based on the user's creativity and spiritual talent."

"For example, this." She pressed her finger on Xia Feng's abdomen again. Xia Feng's lower abdomen tightened, and his eyes twitched slightly.

"From now on, the heart will become your most sensitive spot, Mr. Xia." Mu Qingtong finished the last stroke with her pen, and the streams of light on the lifeline flowed back and converged on the heart.

"For example, this formation is called 'Sympathy.' From now on, Mr. Xia, whenever your poultry are about to do something naughty, I will sense it and my consciousness will descend upon you."

After hearing Mu Qingtong's explanation, Xia Feng understood and scoffed, "What, are you trying to possess me to stop me from doing bad things?"

“You’re wrong.” The silver-haired woman leaned down, her slender fingers hooking his chin, her beautiful golden eyes curving into a gentle smile. She whispered softly in his ear, “Mr. Xia, I won’t stop you. I’ll only experience it with you—”

"The pleasure of toying with women."

"?" Xia Feng's pupils dilated. Before he could react to what she meant, the woman's silver hair fell down, and her soft, moist breath whispered with interest, "Mr. Xia, do you have a woman you like?"

"?!?!" Xia Feng's pupils dilated and then contracted. Now he finally understood what this perverted witch meant.

"It seems Mr. Xia understands." The silver-haired witch's face was exquisitely beautiful and serene, but her whispered words were like a sinister snake coiling around her. "From now on, Mr. Xia, if you dare to cheat on me, at the same time, your woman will also be played with by me."

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To be honest, Xia Feng was shocked by Mu Qingtong's bizarre idea.

Mu Qingtong sat up slightly and saw Mr. Xia's pupils dilate and contract, looking incredulous. She felt pleased. "Freya? Or perhaps the Dragon Goddess Di Si?"

With her cold, beautiful eyes looking down at him, she patted Mr. Xia's sweaty face with interest. "To be honest, I'm quite interested in the Dragon God you revere."

"So, Mr. Xia, when will you and the Dragon God consummate your marriage?" Mu Qingtong gently wiped the sweat from Mr. Xia's forehead with her fingertips and asked with a light smile.

Xia Feng snapped out of his daze, his expression unchanged, his thoughts unreadable, but his dark eyes narrowed slightly. "Miss Mu, you don't actually think this kind of threat will work on me, do you?"

Seeing Xia Feng's nonchalant expression, Mu Qingtong smiled and said softly, "Mr. Xia, if you don't mind, you're welcome to give it a try."

Xia Feng still admired Mu Qingtong's perversion; she truly deserved to be called the world-destroying witch.

But he didn't want to prolong this topic any further. Let them restrict his lifeline if they want, since he really has no intention of having a relationship with any other person right now.

As for the Dragon God, let's talk about it after we get our hands on the Origin Egg.

Xia Feng abruptly changed the subject: "Miss Mu, I think we should discuss the issue of escaping Litian City."

Killing Ye Lidongjun will inevitably cause a stir among the various forces in Litian City.

Since Shang Jue has specifically named him as the target of his assassination, it is estimated that all the major super powers stationed in Litian City will mobilize their forces to hunt him down throughout the city.

(End of this chapter)