I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 179 179. Bloodsucking

Miss Xielong’s palms were soft, but her strength was so great that Xia Feng could not get any closer. He looked up in confusion.

Di Si’s majestic and cold vertical pupils revealed a trace of helplessness: “Blood, I can give it to you. You don’t need to lick it.”

“.”

Yes, it seems so. Xia Feng came to his senses, but shook his head again, his eyes devout and fanatical: “Lord Dragon God, it’s not licking, it’s biting. I want to suck the dragon spirit blood from your neck! This way, I can absorb the evil pain in your body at the same time, and it will be even more efficient than before!”

“.No.” The woman on the throne pursed her lips and shook her head.

"Why?"

"Xia Feng, you must understand that as my believer, you must not only be pious and loyal, but also abide by the ethics and morality." Emperor Si said in a deep voice, "I am generous enough to allow you to step onto the throne. If you lick my divine body again, it will be a sin of blasphemy. I should punish you with divine punishment! I will give you eternal suffering."

".Lord Dragon God, let me correct it again. It's biting, not licking."

"Hmm?!"

"Okay, Lord Dragon God, if you think this is blasphemy and want to punish me, then I am willing!" Xia Feng once again made a fanatical dog-licking declaration, "As long as I can bear the evil for you more efficiently, I am willing to bear the sin of blasphemy against the Dragon God!"

With Xia Feng's sincere and upright voice, Emperor Si was stunned.

Xia Feng lowered his eyes slightly. From his perspective, he could see that the snow-white and delicate collarbones were like two white jade boats, moored on the snowy ice, with golden intoxicating divine fluid rippling on them.

On the white side of the neck above, there was a small wound that healed slowly, and fine golden blood oozed out, flashing with a fascinating light.

Xia Feng did not hesitate any longer, and grabbed Miss Xielong's wrist and pulled it apart, and then quickly lowered his head to clean Miss Xielong's wound.

"You——" Di Si came back to her senses. She did not expect that this crazy believer would dare to be so bold and force it without her consent. She was slightly annoyed and was about to slap him away, but for some reason, the action stopped again.

Zi——

The wound was slightly stinging, and the divine blood flowed out. The pale vertical pupils of the woman on the throne were like a bottomless white abyss. At this moment, it slightly expanded horizontally, and the beautiful white neck subconsciously raised up.

Hualala——

In the silent evil dragon space, the world tree covered the sky, and the lush branches swayed with the breeze from the void, interweaving with each other to listen to the spring and summer when all things revived.

Under the desolate dragon skeleton, on the supreme throne.

The star-skirted woman shrank her slender calves under her skirt, stretched her white arches into a crescent shape, and the tip of her tail suddenly tightened to wrap her shiny ankles tighter, and the exposed small tail tip suddenly swayed happily from side to side.

Feeling the blood slowly flowing out of her neck, Di Si frowned slightly, and put down her raised hand again. She did not stop it again, but just pursed her lips and raised her head, her eyes returned to indifference and stared at the empty land in the distance.

Well, let it be. She was calm in her heart, quietly feeling Xia Feng's blasphemous behavior.

Miss Xielong's blood was astringent with a little sweetness. As the divine blood nourished the soul, Xia Feng's unbearable desires gradually disappeared, but his thirst for the evil spirit liquid did not subside at all, but became more and more intense!

He reached out and gently put his hand on the shoulders of the woman on the throne, and was completely intoxicated in the nearby evil sea.

For absorbing the evil spirit liquid, this method of directly biting and sucking the skin is obviously more efficient and faster than the previous remote suction.

As the terrifying evil spirit liquid flowed into his limbs and then into his heart, Xia Feng felt that his soul was sublimated and his mind became more transparent and bright.

[Spirit +1+2+1+2+1]

[Spirit +1+2+1]

[Spirit +1+1]

[Current mental power: 130Soc]

When a fourth-level spiritualist does not rely on spiritual clothes and spiritual tools, his mental power will fluctuate between 40 and 300Soc, and will increase with the increase of spiritual pressure.

Xia Feng's current real rank has been promoted to the third rank, and the amount of evil spirit liquid that can be tolerated at one time is much larger. Therefore, not only has the progress of repairing the heart been slightly accelerated, but even the mental power converted from the touch of the evil spirit has also increased.

Emperor Si also found that Xia Feng could hold out much longer this time than before. She frowned and lowered her head, saying in a low voice: "Not done yet?"

"." Xia Feng didn't have time to answer Miss Xielong's question, but just spoke incoherently, "Almost done, Lord Dragon God, please hold on a little longer."

[Spirit +1+2+1+2+1+1+1+2+1]

[.]

[Current Spiritual Power: 148Soc]

Xia Feng's whole body was trembling. The continuous and violent impact of the evil spirit liquid made him a little exhausted, but he still managed to complete the last inhalation.

[Spirit +2]

[Current Spiritual Power: 150Soc]

"Huh——" Xia Feng finally raised his head, licked his lips contentedly, and then met the majestic vertical pupils of the woman on the throne, and his heart stagnated.

"It's over?" Emperor Si said indifferently.

"Uh, well, not yet!" Xia Feng quickly lowered his head again.

Emperor Si: "."

Xia Feng was full, but his sword was not. After Yue Hongli released the sword domain, he had already fallen into a state of emptiness, hungry and thirsty, and urgently needed a huge evil force to recharge.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Feng finally recharged his sword, raised his head and said seriously:

"Lord Emperor Si, I'm ready."

As he said that, Xia Feng slowly stood up and stepped back, returning to the bottom of the god level.

The woman on the throne also sat upright again, put her hands on her knees and straightened her back. She stared at Xia Feng with her vertical eyes: "Well then, my believer, you should accept the punishment next."

ah? Do you really need to be punished?

Xia Feng was shocked, but he didn't panic. Just punish him. In fact, he had already seen it. This Miss Evil Dragon looked majestic, but she was actually very simple-minded. She was easy to deceive at first glance. Bah, that's very good. Easy to get along with!

So Miss Evil Dragon probably won't really do anything to him.

Xia Feng really couldn't imagine what kind of punishment Miss Evil Dragon could punish him.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng said in shock: "Okay, I know that no matter what the reason, the behavior of sucking your neck just now is unforgivable and blasphemy! So Lord Dragon God, just punish me! I can bear it!"

"Very good." Di Si was very satisfied with Xia Feng's attitude of actively admitting his mistakes. She said solemnly, "Then I will punish you. You will not be able to bear the pain for me or suck my evil power for three hundred years!"

"???"

Xia Feng's originally excited and high-spirited expression suddenly froze, his pupils dilated incredibly as he looked at the woman on the throne, vicious, how vicious!

Xia Feng decided to retract her preamble. This Miss Evil Dragon was not innocent at all! How could he come up with such a vicious method of punishment! Tai is disgusting!

Emperor Si was not surprised by Xia Feng's expression of resistance. She just looked down quietly and said, "Why, my believer, are you dissatisfied with my disciplinary decree?"

dissatisfied? I'm more than dissatisfied! Xia Feng paused and said helplessly: "Lord Dragon God, I know I was wrong. Can I change the punishment method?"

"No." Di Si was selfless and refused indifferently, but the tail under the star skirt swayed happily again. She had racked her brains not to undermine Xia Feng's faith. Today, she found someone who refused to accept this fanatical believer to bear the trouble for her. Reason.

Xia Feng saw that Emperor Si was so indifferent and majestic with no room for negotiation. He decided to change the topic directly and looked at the snow-white tail that restrained the ankles under the star skirt.

Shake left and right, like a puppy wagging its tail happily.

"Lord Dragon God, why does the tip of your tail keep wagging?"

"."

The swaying movement of the snow-white tail tip on the ankle paused.