I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 539 539. Mr. Xia, I can taste you again

Xia Feng naturally knew how difficult it was to get information from the Temple of Apocalypse.

So he didn't force it.

Moreover, Empress Tianwu was not necessarily the remnant spirit of the Dragon God.

Now let's take it one step at a time. The most important thing is to find a way to ascend to the throne.

While thinking, Xia Feng frowned more and more, and the itching in his heart and throat became more and more torturous. The tip of his nose was once again filled with the sweet jasmine-like milk fragrance. He subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Jiang Qiu'e.

The woman in the green skirt was always dignified and sat on the right side of the sofa, with a cold look, staring at the scene on the first floor outside the window.

The piano music was quiet and soothing, and people were talking softly between the wine glasses.

Jiang Qiu'e cast her eyes outside the semi-permeable cabin, and the magnificent sea water flew back like time was going backwards.

Sensing something strange, she turned back in confusion and happened to meet Xia Feng's inexplicably obscure black pupils.

Her heart tightened, and her beautiful eyes subconsciously glanced at Xia Feng's thin lips, and her chest was inexplicably itchy.

The unbearable thought flashed through her mind, and Jiang Qiu'e's face was cold, and she glanced at the mysterious nun in the middle of the sofa.

The nun didn't seem to notice the inadvertent eye contact between her and Xia Feng, and the evil thoughts of mutual desire.

The nun just gently slid her slender fingers across Xia Feng's protruding Adam's apple, then put down her crossed long legs and stood up gracefully: "Let's go, Mr. Xia, dance with me."

"." Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, and had to take back what he wanted to say, and had no choice but to follow.

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Xia Feng is still a boy now, and can only reach Miss Mu's chest.

In addition, Miss Mu is now wearing a nun's uniform, which makes her look more like a nun sister pulling a noble young master to play.

The noble young master has short legs and can't keep up with the nun sister.

Jiang Qiu'e and Cha Naxue stood at the window on the second floor and looked down at the two people in the middle of the hall.

Cha Naixue smiled lightly: "How long can Xia Feng endure?"

Jiang Qiu'e's beautiful eyes were indifferent, and she pursed her lips without saying anything.

Seeing that this woman in a green skirt always looked like a fairy, Cha Naixue stopped talking and talked about business, saying in a deep voice:

"As we expected, the fleets of the six powerful families, including Tang, Jinyang, and Goldbroom, have already set off and are heading for the Holy City of District 43. The Yama Corps and Yinlong Corps around District 43 have also entered a wartime state and are ready for battle."

"There are problems within our Black Moon Church at this time. There is no sign of help. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Elements and Justice to defend the Holy City Lingshan."

"The only strange thing is that Ye Li has never made any move."

"Yeah." Jiang Qiu'e just nodded lightly and didn't say much.

She always followed the steps of the nun and the boy in the center of the hall.

After watching for a while, Jiang Qiu'e's long legs under her skirt tightened and closed, and her ethereal eyes slowly closed. It was getting more and more itchy.

Xia Feng's throat was also itchy, but fortunately, he could still bear it.

While dancing with Miss Mu, Xia Feng focused on his alpha-level spiritual weapon.

After copying in the Church before, he obtained quite a lot of spiritual weapons.

Only one A-level spiritual weapon, the Scale of Justice, was left. Although this spiritual weapon seemed to be of no use to him, it was still A-level, so he kept it for now.

It might come in handy in the future.

As for B-level and C-level spiritual weapons such as the Devil's Fang, they were all put into the God Realm Wutai by him, converting 4401 points of grace and loss.

[Current grace and loss points: 11891]

1000 grace and loss points can increase the upper limit of a single attribute 50-50 to the peak of the second level of Zhenwu. If you want to reach the peak of the sixth level, you need 10,000 grace and loss points.

The ability of 50-50 can actually produce a very terrifying effect when combined with the Finger Fist.

For example, if the strength attribute of a sage is 50-50, combined with the true damage penetration of the finger extreme fist, the terrifying damage that Xia Feng can't even imagine.

Of course, the premise is that he can have so many grace points to squander.

Now that he has accumulated more than 10,000, it should be enough to squander and show off once.

Add the trump card of the Sirius Holy Throne, and you can show off again.

He didn't use the Sirius Holy Throne when dealing with Oberen before.

After all, using the Holy Throne to fight Oberen is really a bit like shooting a mosquito with a cannon, it's not worth it.

In addition.

He now has five permanent spiritual weapon positions, which store the Vermillion Bird Magic Armor, the Ten Holy Suit, the Ten Dragon Magic Cannon, the Yin-Yang Mirror, and the Spiritual Weapon Book.

Among them, the spiritual weapon book can store four more spiritual weapons, and he puts the spiritual forbidden coin, the justice scale, and the evil hand Guanyin statue in it.

In this way, there are always nine permanent spiritual weapon positions.

He has used up eight, and there is still one available.

In fact, it is still a bit stretched.

When there are more spiritual weapons copied in the future, I will have to worry about which spiritual weapon to keep.

It would be great if there were more than a dozen permanent spiritual weapon positions. Xia Feng was dreaming, and felt that his feet were almost off the ground, and the world was spinning.

Miss Mu held his waist and hands, and danced faster.

It must be said that although the nun's uniform looked solemn and serious, it still couldn't stop Miss Mu's thunderous outline from shaking in front of Xia Feng's eyes.

He didn't feel it before, but through this dance, he reacted even if he was slow. Miss Mu was in a bad mood.

But Xia Feng couldn't suppress his thoughts at all. Even though he was hugged by Miss Mu, his nose was still lingering with the fragrance of Jiang Qiu'e, and he felt that the peak in front of him was also in the shape of Jiang Qiu'e.

"Mr. Xia, are you full of desire for other women in front of me?"

Miss Mu's cold voice sounded in his ears, "Are you despising me?"

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Looking up and meeting the golden eyes in front of him, Xia Feng blinked his black pupils, "So what?"

Mu Qingtong was not angry because of this, and asked coldly: "Is the Yin-Yang Mirror still there?"

Xia Feng smiled: "Miss Mu, what, do you want to practice dual cultivation with me again?"

Mu Qingtong did not answer, but sniffed at his forehead.

"It seems that after your rebirth, the Yin energy about me in your soul has been erased, and you have restored your pure Yang body."

"That's a good thing."

"Mr. Xia, I can taste your first time again." Mu Qingtong's explosive remarks were whispered in Xia Feng's ears.

Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly. Sometimes he felt that Miss Mu was thin-skinned, but sometimes he felt that this evil witch was thicker-skinned than himself.

But it doesn't matter, teasing me, right? Xia Feng is not afraid at all.

"Miss Mu, if you are willing to use your clone and real body together," Xia Feng pinched her soft waist with his palm, deliberately touching her, "I don't mind serving you in a subordinate manner."

"." Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes, glanced at this guy, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips for the first time, "Okay."

"?!" Xia Feng was stunned, but before he could sneer to express his disbelief, Mu Qingtong's thoughts sounded in his heart again.

Coldly: "But before that, we have to solve some small troubles."

"What?"

"In my mental power perception, there are at least two venerables looking at us now."

"Venerable? That's normal. We came out of the VIP lounge of the Black Moon Saint and it really attracted attention."

"These two eyes are full of malice." Mu Qingtong shook his head and glanced at the second floor, "This star ship is not right."