I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 1027. Who will go first, or will you all go together?

Xia Feng frowned, raised his chin, and did not resist, controlling the flow of dragon spirit blood for the fox to absorb.

Time flows slowly.

Jiang Qiu'e buried her face in her mouth, taking small sips of her drink, her expression calm and seemingly unhurried, while Xia Feng's breathing gradually quickened.

It was the will of the bee colony acting up again, making him crave Jiang Qiu'e's honey.

This is the lust poison that Jiang Qiu'e would put on him every time she helped him shape his body and raise him.

Xia Feng warned her not to plant the poison, but unfortunately, Burning Fox didn't listen at all.

Xia Feng was resurrected from E'chuan, and even his newborn self couldn't stop her.

I'm forced to get poisoned every time.

Although he hadn't felt much in the past few days, the longing returned as soon as he got close to Jiang Qiu'e.

However, this time it seems to be more intense than ever before.

It wasn't like a simple craving, but rather a gradually becoming pathological psychological state; he suddenly wanted to
Sticking her tongue out at Jiang Qiu'e!
Sensing the psychological abnormality, Xia Feng's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

[You are under attack from the Reversal Covenant: The Disease Cup]

[The Reversal of the Sacred Covenant is a divine relic; copying failed—]

This is what Jiang Qiu'e obtained during the two months she disappeared.

Last time, before the start of the Battle of Sumeru, Jiang Qiu'e used the Reversal of the Holy Covenant: Yin Yang Cup to collude with Cha Nai Xue in an attempt to enslave him in reverse.

But he unexpectedly suppressed her and incidentally turned Chana Yuki against him.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng raised his hand and forcefully pushed the woman in the green dress away. He then saw that beautiful, cold face so close to his, staring at him expressionlessly with clear and tranquil eyes. He hummed in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Between the opening and closing of her cherry-colored lips, bright red bloodstains and glistening droplets remained at the corners of her lips, and the silk thread broke in mid-air.

Xia Feng's pupils contracted slightly, and his morbid desire to stick his tongue out at the woman and beg for a head pat grew stronger. His Adam's apple bobbed, and in a daze, he suddenly lowered his head.

Jiang Qiu'e had barely opened her lips when her words were cut off by a kiss. Her ethereal eyes widened, and she leaned back as Xia Feng forcefully pressed her down onto the sofa.

As he tilted his slender neck back, his gaze met that of the woman in the black dress who was suspended in the center of the living room.

Those golden eyes remained calm and serene throughout, showing no sign of anger even when trapped in the mirage realm, as if everything was under her control and death was nothing to her.

Now, Jiang Qiu'e still didn't see the slightest change in the black-dressed woman's beautiful eyes. She only spoke in a cold and indifferent voice, as if it were a command from her master, "Mr. Xia, wake up."

"Hmm~"

As Jiang Qiu'e's gaze passed over the man's ears, neck, and black hair, she quietly met the eyes of the woman in the black dress. She raised her slender hand and tried to push away Mr. Xia's shoulders, but the next moment, Mr. Xia grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind his buttocks.

Mr. Xia's gaze traveled down her neck and down her ear, becoming increasingly inappropriate. She immediately whispered a rebuke: "Xia Feng! What are you trying to do to me!"

Xia Feng seemed to be possessed, not hearing her words at all. He grabbed her collar and pulled it down, causing her elegant blue dress to become disheveled. His brows furrowed in anger, and as he struggled, biting his lip, he looked like a fairy who had been touched by the mortal world, his ethereal temperament gaining a touch of charm.

She turned her aloof face away, her swan-like neck slowly arching upwards, her slender waist in her green dress rising in sync, her right hand forcefully withdrawing to continue pushing and massaging Xia Feng's broad shoulders.

But she seemed powerless and could only angrily rebuke, "Are you crazy, you surnamed Xia!" Xia Feng's consciousness was hazy. He only felt a continuous stream of yin energy surging towards him from within the woman in the green dress.

His inner evil thoughts and karmic fires rose ever higher, and he only wanted to expose his desires like a dog, wanting to lick more honey without restraint.

Seeing Mr. Xia's crazed state, Jiang Qiu'e noticed that the woman in the black dress opposite her finally showed a change in expression. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes turned cold: "What did you do to him?"

Jiang Qiu'e leaned back on the sofa, her slender, snow-white feet turned slightly inward. She pressed one hand against Mr. Xia's forehead and covered her lips and nose with the other. Her chin was tilted back, her pure eyes filled with displeasure, and her voice trembled with a seductive tone, "Mu Qingtong, what do you mean by this? I...I am the victim! Quickly, have Cha Naixue pull him away!"

Da~da~
Under the watchful eyes of the two women, the woman in the snow-white dress, wearing high heels, did not pull Xia Feng away, but instead slowly walked behind the sofa.

He grabbed Jiang Qiu'e's wrists and pulled them above her head, forcing her graceful body to arch upwards. Her breathing became rapid, and she almost couldn't suppress the sounds escaping her throat as she gritted her teeth.

Cha Nai Xue glanced at Xia Feng's engrossed actions, then looked up, a gentle smile playing on her lips, and said softly, "Sister Mu, I want to ask you a question."

Do you like Xiaofeng?

Although it's a problem, it's full of malice.

That malice was a mixture of all sorts of negative emotions she felt towards Mu Qingtong, as Xia Feng's childhood sweetheart: envy, admiration, jealousy, resentment, and regret.

Chana Yukari smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons, and shook her head.
Unfortunately,
The absurd scene on the sofa was reflected in the woman's golden eyes in the black dress. Mu Qingtong's gaze remained calm, showing remarkable composure.

However, the particle state within the stellar sea inside the abdomen became clearly unstable.

Mu Qingtong remained calm and continued to accelerate the stabilization and reconstruction of the particle state.

"The Illness Cup: Under the influence of this divine relic, Xia Feng will acquire the same psychological illness as Jiang Qiu'e by absorbing her Yin energy. The more Yin energy absorbed, the stronger the illness will become."

While pressing Jiang Qiu'e's hands down, Cha Nai Xue looked up, sighed, and smiled, her eyes crinkling, "Sister Mu, I didn't really want to do this either. But if you agree to April's request, I won't let Xiao Feng suffer from the same mental illness as Jiang Qiu'e, okay?"

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It seems that Mr. Xia is too lenient, allowing these two ignorant female slaves to be so spoiled and unruly on so many occasions.

Mu Qingtong ignored Cha Naixue's words, continuing to maintain the stability of the particles and attempting to separate a wisp of her thoughts. Seeing the fox tail of the woman in the green dress swaying, about to completely merge with Mr. Xia, she had a sudden thought and finally found an opening to activate the Destiny Stone.

A silver-haired little girl in a little black dress appeared out of thin air.

Loli Mu, carrying a scythe, her innocent face filled with murderous madness, instantly attacked the sofa.

whoosh-

The coffee table, the floor, the ceiling, the walls—the entire space felt heavy and cracked, with the light flickering as the silver-haired loli moved forward.

The space was filled with a terrifying pressure and aura, as if the Grim Reaper himself had arrived.

Chana Yuki's gaze narrowed slightly, and she took the lead in retreating away. Jiang Qiu'e, who was originally weak and powerless, also suddenly took to the air, trying to dodge, but was still beheaded by the scythe in an instant.

With a whoosh, the green skirt transformed into wisps of green smoke, reforming itself in front of the French windows, completely unharmed.

Loli Mu grabbed Xia Feng by the collar, her cold gaze sweeping over the man's flushed face with disdain. "Tsk~"

She tossed the man to her main body, brandishing her scythe, and coldly looked down at the two women in front of her: "Which of you will go first, or both of you?"

(End of this chapter)