I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 691. I, Xia Feng, love you the most!

The lips murmured, and the barely perceptible words were uttered, yet their clear echo reverberated throughout the entire world of the oil painting.

It was as if a microphone was held in front of him, allowing Xia Feng to clearly hear his bizarre words!

"!" His scalp tingled, his mind went blank, and his gaze froze. He wanted to think, but his thoughts and emotions seemed to have fallen into a dark void, drifting aimlessly, making it impossible to think at all.

It was as if a skylight had been opened in his head, with countless colorful lights transformed from emotions soaring into the air and exploding in all directions. The world of the oil painting was in chaos, with swirling streams of light exploding like fireworks.

Xia Feng stiffly turned his head and looked around. It seemed to be working!

In this world, emotions reign supreme.

In fact, the Seven Emotions Grail has more than just the abilities to imprison and wear down the seal. It is a divine relic that can rival the sages. Given enough mental strength, there are many other things that can be done by manipulating the power of emotions.

However, the high school girl from earlier was not the owner of the Seven Emotions Grail, so she couldn't unleash its full power.

This gave Xia Feng a chance to escape.

What he just felt was not only humiliation, but even more so, shame, which is also a kind of sense of shame.

"Not enough." Yue Hongli's voice echoed in his mind, earnestly saying, "Master, one more time."

Xia Feng: "?"

"You're kidding me, right?"

“Master, if you hesitate any longer, your sense of shame will fade away.”

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Xia Feng was speechless. He never imagined that one day he would have to use those words to help him escape from danger. It was truly a terrible situation.

Taking a deep breath, he whispered again, taking advantage of the dead silence, "Miss Mu, I like you."

The world of oil paintings echoed his confession, causing his slightly subsided sense of shame and humiliation to surge again, making his face tense.

Xia Feng could feel that Miss Mu had released his thin lips, and was only gently pressing her delicate nose against his nostril.

Judging from her actions, could it be that she really heard his confession? Xia Feng dared not think too much about it.

Moon Red Carp: "Not enough, continue."

Xia Feng: "???"

"How many times do I have to say it?!"

"When your sense of shame is strong enough to shatter the Seven Emotions Holy Grail, I will remind your master."

"!" Xia Feng felt utterly hopeless; perhaps today was the tribulation he was destined to face.
But since I've already said it twice, it won't make a difference if I say it a few more times!

He hypnotized himself, daring not to hesitate or think too much, and looked straight ahead, speaking in a deep voice: "Miss Mu, I am Huan Ni."

"Master, you must speak clearly and accurately."

"Miss Mu, I like you!"

"The sound is too quiet."

"Miss Mu! I like you!!!"

"Master, almost there, try calling out his full name."

"Mu Qingtong, I, Xia Feng! I like you!!" Xia Feng clenched his fists, his whole body trembling. He had gone mad, his eyes red as a bull's.

Shame surged like a tidal wave, engulfing him in a sea of ​​emotions, rendering him unable to think. Deep within that frenzied emotion lay only one hope: that Miss Mu had not witnessed this moment of despair!
"Just a little bit more, Master. Make the emotions a little more intense."

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If he didn't know Yue Hongli's personality, he would have almost suspected that this stupid woman was playing a trick on him.

"Master, Master, hurry up, the shame is starting to subside again."

I like you! I like you even more than you like me!

"Mu Qingtong, I, Xia Feng, love you the most!" A thunderclap suddenly appeared, a nuclear explosion swept across the nine continents, planets perished, and stars dimmed. Xia Feng's frantically trembling nerves snapped at the same time, and everything went black before his eyes.

Fall into the abyss.

In the abyss, Xia Feng saw a glimmer of light above.

He slowly reached out his hand, and the stream of light instantly became multicolored, filling his field of vision.

Suddenly, I opened my eyes!

As the blazing white light faded, four towering peaks came into view high above, with two pairs of beautiful eyes looking down from the left and right.

"woke up."

The woman in the green dress reached out and lightly touched his brow with her fingertips, pondering in a low voice, "Aside from his mental energy being nearly exhausted and his body functions being abnormal due to intense emotional fluctuations, there's nothing seriously wrong."

Xia Feng's turbulent emotions gradually subsided, and his unfocused pupils gradually focused. He realized that he was resting his head on Miss Mu's lap.

But now is not the time to think about these things.
The question now is, what exactly is Miss Mu—

Did you hear that?!
His gaze stiffened and shifted, meeting the eyes of those beautiful, disdainful golden eyes that were sweeping towards him. The silver-haired witch's gaze was calm and unwavering, but the corners of her lips were slightly curved in amusement: "Mr. Xia, what's wrong? Why are you so nervous?"

Xia Feng felt as if his heart was being squeezed and clenched by delicate hands, and his throat tightened. However, he quickly calmed down and asked Jiang Qiu'e in his mind, "Did I say anything strange just now?"

"Strange words?"

Jiang Qiu'e was taken aback and shook her head, "No, didn't you just wake up?"

Seeing this, Xia Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, he didn't hear it.

Scare yourself~
"but."

But at that moment, Jiang Qiu'e's change of tone drew Xia Feng's attention back, giving him a bad feeling.

"The reason you were able to escape from the emotional domain was not only because you forcibly broke through a gap inside, but also because Mu Qingtong actively entered the emotional domain and helped you widen that gap."

Jiang Qiu'e's thoughts flashed through Xia Feng's mind: "I don't know if you said anything strange to her within the emotional domain."

Xia Feng: "???"

No, you sly fox, you're playing me for a fool!

Thinking of the terrible things, Xia Feng's dark pupils stiffened and became blank again, staring blankly at the cold, beautiful eyes that slowly lowered towards him.

The witch's eyes were serene, her silver hair cascading down, and her soft, icy hand caressed his cheek.
“Mr. Xia, I can sense your fear.”

Her red lips, trembling with a soft smile, whispered in her ear, "What are you afraid of?"

"!!!" Xia Feng cursed inwardly, then quickly regained his composure, blinking in confusion, "You entered the emotional domain just now too?"

The silver-haired witch nodded calmly: "In."

"What did you see?" Xia Feng asked calmly, trying to control the muscle reaction in his face.

"A very special world of oil paintings." The silver-haired witch smiled.

"You actually saw it?" Xia Feng's dark eyes flashed. "...Anything else?"

The silver-haired witch narrowed her beautiful eyes and stared at him quietly for a while, but did not answer again. Instead, her red lips brushed against his ear.
She exhaled a soft, warm breath.

With a soft laugh, she said, "I can savor this taste of fear slowly, Mr. Xia."

Xia Feng: "!!!"

No way, what does this mean, you bastard! Xia Feng's mentality completely collapsed. Did this woman even know?!
Judging from the tone of her words, it seems she did indeed hear his confession.

But if she heard that, knowing the witch's nature, she would absolutely make him submit immediately, without any hesitation. Could it be that she has a twisted sense of humor and wants to slowly torture and toy with him?

Xia Feng felt a chill run down his spine; he was indeed tormented, caught in a Schrödinger's cat-like state of being heard and not being heard, filled with anxiety and fear of loss, on the verge of madness.

(End of this chapter)