Female Supreme: Holy Son, you don’t want to be discovered, right?

Xing Feng didn't think any more and walked towards the study upstairs.

The study is very big.

The surrounding bookshelves are filled with books on history, and the huge table in the middle is filled with manuscripts.

A quill was inserted in the inkwell, and next to it was a half-written paper.

Xing Feng took a glance and his face suddenly turned red.

He thought it was some confidential document, but it turned out to be a manuscript full of love stories between a man and a woman.

Farah actually has this kind of fetish. No wonder she can always come up with all kinds of ways to play that make him feel ashamed and angry.

Xing Feng stopped looking, calmed himself down, and looked towards the place where the maid had opened the mechanism before.

There was an extremely thick ancient book on the bookshelf. Xing Feng stretched out his hand and pressed it, and indeed there was a sound of an object moving behind the bookshelf.

Soon, the bookshelves moved to both sides, revealing a dark secret passage.

There were some lanterns hanging on the walls inside the secret passage, and the faint light made it look particularly eerie.

The stone steps looked a little slippery, but the passage was narrow, so I could hold on to the wall with both hands to steady myself.

"It'll be okay." Xing Feng was trembling a little. The creepy cold air coming from the secret passage made the hairs on his back stand up.

But for the sake of freedom, Xing Feng decided to take a chance. Opportunities are not always available, and if you miss it, you will really miss it.

In order to get rid of Farah as soon as possible, he had to take this step bravely.

Little did he know that it was because of this step that he would completely fall into the abyss...

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Walking down the secret passage,

The cold air became increasingly chilly and biting, and Xing Feng felt his entire body begin to tremble slightly.

His hands that were holding onto the wall felt numb from the cold, but Xing Feng still gritted his teeth and persevered because he smelled the same scent as the antidote.

However, at this moment, a "click" sound suddenly came from behind.

Xing Feng hurriedly looked back, only to find that the mechanism he had used to come in had been automatically closed.

The back suddenly became pitch black, leaving only the lantern on the wall still emitting a dim orange-yellow light.

After the retreat was blocked, the surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet. This quietness made people feel uneasy, as if they could only hear their own breathing and heartbeat.

Xing Feng was indeed a little scared. He lowered his head to look at the bottomless secret passage below, feeling the gusts of cold wind, and suddenly felt a suffocating feeling in his heart.

But he had no way out. The only way now was to find the Monromance grass and then find a way to leave.

Xing Feng encouraged himself, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and continued to move deeper.

The stone steps under my feet were covered with moss because few people walked on them. I supported myself with my hands on both sides and soon felt the cold air from the stone wall invading my body.

Xing Feng could only endure the discomfort and quicken his pace.

at last,

He reached the bottom level and discovered that this was actually a cave inside the cliff below the Farah House.

There were sporadic and strange blue fluorescent lights scattered under Xing Feng's feet, faintly illuminating the surrounding environment.

It was probably some kind of fungus. It felt wet and sticky when you stepped on it, and the thick fungus made a crackling sound.

It was difficult to describe, Xing Feng only felt a chill, but as he went deeper, he soon saw a row of Monromans grass planted in the center of the cave.

The herb is shaped like aloe vera, but the edges of the leaves are also emitting a faint glow, making it look particularly beautiful and magical, like a strange plant containing magic.

Xing Feng hurried forward, and after careful identification through memory, he finally confirmed that this was what he was looking for.

There were no tools at hand, so there was no way to refine it. Xing Feng vaguely remembered that the book said it could be swallowed, so he thought the effect should be similar.

And even if the effect is really poor, he can just eat a few more plants. There are so many planted here anyway, and he doesn't believe that this disease cannot be cured.

So Xing Feng pulled up the nearest plant by its roots, then plucked off a leaf and tried to swallow it.

The taste of this herb is hard to describe, but it is basically similar to the antidote that Farah gave him, a little sour and bitter.

Just when Xing Feng thought it had no effect, he suddenly felt a little warmth coming from inside his body, and that warmth made him feel intoxicated.

My sensitive body seemed to have improved a little, as if it was really recovering slowly.

Looks like this is the antidote!!!

Xing Feng continued to swallow, eating the plant in his hand piece by piece. After finishing this one, he continued to pull the Monromance grass beside him.

However, as he swallowed more herbs, the healing effect became weaker.

But Xing Feng felt that his body was not completely recovered. He thought that if he could not be completely cured, he might be caught and punished by Farah.

In order to be free, Xing Feng swallowed non-stop.

He believed that although the effect was gradually weakening, as long as he kept increasing the dosage, he would be able to cure it.

But gradually, Xing Feng suddenly felt that his hands were becoming increasingly weak, and every cell in his body seemed to begin to tremble.

What, what's going on?

Xing Feng looked at his hands and suddenly felt that the world began to shake slightly, and the comfortable warmth in his body was gradually turning into a strange sour feeling.

No, something is wrong...

My body feels... so strange...

Xing Feng's body was too weak to move, his legs went limp and he knelt on the ground. His face became increasingly red, and he began to sweat all over.

"No, that's not right... This is not... the antidote... Ah ah!" It was too late when Xing Feng realized the danger.

There was a sharp pain in my stomach, as if my internal organs were being twisted.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!" The intense pain caused Xing Feng's crying voice to change instantly.

Xing Feng was in so much pain that he lost consciousness. He fell to the ground covered in sweat, uttering a choked whine of pain.

The pain continued to worsen, and in the end Xing Feng was in so much pain that he could not make any sound. He could only breathe deeply in an attempt to relieve the severe pain in his body.

But the effect was almost negligible, Xing Feng could only curl up his body, hoping to reduce the severe pain in the depths of his soul.

However, the herbs he had taken seemed to take root in his stomach, and the excruciating pain made him completely exhausted. Xing Feng curled up and twitched like a cooked shrimp.

But soon, the pain gradually subsided, and what appeared instead was an increasingly strange feeling.

A blush stained his earlobes and his lips were trembling unconsciously.

Xing Feng's sky blue pupils had now turned into a strange green color, and the black iris holy seal in his pupils seemed to be firmly entangled by the green vines that suddenly appeared.

"Oh...no...don't..." The soul seemed to be stripped away and consciousness began to struggle.

From the initial crying to the final sobbing, Xing Feng made a blushing sound with trembling teeth.

Like rows of huge waves, they smashed the fragile him to pieces.

Xing Feng couldn't help sticking out his tongue, like a poor kitten that had been anesthetized, he could only lie flat on the ground and twitch weakly.

I wanted to struggle, but my body was so weak that I couldn't muster any strength.

In the end, he could only lie on his side on the ground with his hands in front of him, his body twitching and cramping from time to time.

The moment he regained consciousness, Xing Feng hurriedly uttered a weak plea for mercy, but was quickly swallowed up by despair.

Xing Feng thought of Farah. If he had not seen the book at the beginning, would he not have suffered this torture? He regretted running in and stealing food without knowing anything, but it was too late to say anything now.

"Haaaaaaah...Help...Help...Fara..."

Xing Feng wanted to ask Farah for help, but it was soon covered up by the more violent kg. It was an indescribable feeling as if electric current was constantly piercing through his brain, torturing Xing Feng's sanity repeatedly and rapidly.

Big tears kept flowing out of my eyes because of the increasingly excessive effect of the drug.

...This time...it's really going to break...ah...

Poor Xing Feng was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't move, but he had to stick out his tongue and shiver on the ground, his whole body wet.

The mind quickly went blank, and the darkest desires began to emerge from the depths of the heart. The body was also screaming desperately begging for anyone's pity.

The consciousness cannot restrain the body and cannot control it.

I really want to...I really want to be...

I really want to be...become ...

I want to become... a ball of fluff... and be bullied badly...

....Who can...Who can...come and save him...

Chapter 70 Farah's Feast

Farah returned to the house.

He walked to the study slowly, opened the mechanism and walked into his own secret room.

This is where she cultivates the relic-grade Monromans grass. This grass is invaluable in the entire continent, and each plant is worth a fortune.

She once spent enough money to buy half a medium-sized country to get a seed, but what she saw was a ruined and messy garden.

And a poor little thing, soaking wet and with its eyes rolled up, was lying in the center of the garden, twitching from time to time.

The stupid little fox was finally caught, and ate so much Monromance grass.

Farah looked at the grass that had been pulled out beside Xing Feng. Not only did the unrefined Monromance grass not have the effect of an antidote, it would also make the eater lose the ability to move. It was an extremely powerful aphrodisiac.

As soon as she got closer, she heard the little fox's faint crying and gasping. Farah couldn't help but smile a triumphant smile and stretched out her jade hands to hug the little fox on the ground into her arms.

"Why did you come here and eat so much?"

Farah picked up Xing Feng, who was drooling, with his eyes rolled up and almost broken.

"Woo... Woo... Woo..." After realizing that he was finally touched, Xing Feng rubbed against Farah's arms as if he had skin hunger. His gray clothes were rubbed half off, revealing his delicate skin that was white and rosy underneath.

The little silver head rubbed against Farah's arms, and it actively hugged Farah's neck and kissed her neck, hoping to gain her love.

He couldn't tell who was hugging him now, he only knew that the first person who touched him would be able to save him from this pain and torture.

"Haah - haah - please... please... love me..." Xing Feng had lost his mind at this time, and became a prisoner of desire, without the slightest sense of shame.

"Don't be impatient, baby, wait a little longer..." Farah picked up the lovely Xing Feng from the ground as a princess.

The silver hair fell down like beautiful silk, and the seductive little face was full of lust.

"Don't be afraid." Farah carried Xing Feng back to the house and gently placed him in the bathtub filled with hot water.

Feeling that he was about to be released from the embrace, Xing Feng wanted to shrink back in fear, but was still let go by Farah.

Xing Feng sat in the bathtub like a helpless duck, his wet clothes sticking to his body, like a silver-haired doll that was originally exquisite but now became extremely sloppy.

"You have to wash clean before going to bed. You have to wash clean if you want to have sex." Farah took the shower head and began to rinse Xing Feng's body.

Xing Feng looked at Farah with his unfocused eyes, and finally nodded, like a well-behaved pet waiting for his owner to clean him up.

"So good~" Farah helped Xing Feng slowly take off his clothes.

Looking at this pure white flower blooming before her eyes, she squeezed out some shower gel and began to scrub her sensitive skin.

"Stand up and clean everything~"

Xing Feng stood up obediently, his clothes fell down, and then Farah began to wash them carefully for him.

The gentle jade hands ignited fire all over the body, and finally paid special attention to a certain place, which made Xing Feng frown slightly and his body tremble with comfort.

Then, like a puppy, he wanted to get closer and ask for it with a red face.

"No, just bear with it for a while, and I'll give you a reward later." Farah said with a chuckle.

"Woo...Okay..." Xing Feng was very obedient. As long as Farah asked him to do something, his brain would obey unconditionally.

Even the desire to torture him to death could be gradually calmed down by Farah's comfort.

Then Farah started to wash Xing Feng's silver hair. The force of her finger massage made Xing Feng breathe in comfort. Farah cleaned Xing Feng from head to toe as if she was carefully cleaning her favorite toy.

After cleaning up, Farah carried Xing Feng back to the dormitory and laid him on the bed.

The clean white body knelt on the bed, looking at Farah with longing eyes.

Farah leaned over, rubbed Xing Feng's head and asked, "Do you know who I am?"