I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 159 159. How dare you humiliate the Holy Lady like this?

After arranging three hundred people in the underground experimental base, Mu Qingtong took the two of them back to the surface.

At this time, the ground is no longer a sea of ​​flowers, but a towering forest.

"This forest used to be the experimental site for He Jianzhu's clone,"

Mu Qingtong pointed into the distance, "And the spiritual materials we need should be buried under the tallest tree in the northwest."

"Clone experiment?" Xia Feng was surprised, "This is it?"

Mu Qingtong paused and explained slowly: "I don't know the specific details. I only know that He Jianzhu has many clones of herself. She will throw hundreds of clones into this forest and bury various spiritual beings in the forest. Let the clones fight for the materials and kill each other to quickly advance from trainee to second, third, or even fourth level.”

"Whoever becomes the fifth level first in the end will have the opportunity to get a number and become one of He Jianzhu."

Mu Qingtong spoke calmly, but Xia Feng and Cha Naixue were frightened. Why did He Jianzhu sound so terrifying?

Can she mass-produce Level 5? Xia Feng couldn't help but think of the time when he met his mother-in-law at Yuanhe Orphanage. No wonder Mu Qingtong wanted to ask her what was the date of He Jianzhu.

"So how many numbers does He Jianzhu have now?" Xia Feng asked curiously.

Mu Qingtong shook his head: "I have only seen one 'He Jianzhu' come out of this forest. I don't know what his number is."

Is that so? Xia Feng thought thoughtfully. From this point of view, it is estimated that mass production of level 5 is still impossible, but it is not bad.

While talking, the three of them came to the giant tree.

"He Jianzhu probably took all the spiritual materials with him when he left, but there is a section of white jade growing at the bottom of this tree that cannot be taken away. Now ten years later, it should have developed into white jade."

"White jade glass is very fragile and will break if it touches the spirit or hard objects, so you can only use your hands to dig it out."

After hearing Mu Qingtong's explanation, Xia Feng nodded and looked back at the saint.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Chanaxue frowned.

Xia Feng smiled slightly: "Sister Naixue, as my slave girl, you must be conscious."

As he said that, he pointed to the bottom of the tree, "Hurry up and dig a hole."

"!!!"

Cha Naixue's eyelids twitched, she pursed her lips and looked at the woman in black skirt expressionlessly, saying softly, "Miss Mu, this is your spiritual material, do you think it's appropriate for me to dig it up for you?"

Mu Qingtong glanced at Xia Feng with some confusion, slave girl? Isn’t Chana Yuki Mr. Xia’s childhood sweetheart? Why did she become a slave girl?

However, since Chanaxue could be asked to help, she naturally did not want to dirty her hands. She arched her eyebrows and spoke in a gentle voice:

"It's indeed inappropriate, but if Your Majesty the Saint is willing to help, I'll trouble you."

"?" Are you speaking in human language? When did I say I was willing to help? Chanaxue's little face was expressionless and she was about to say something, but when she met the unblinking eyes of the doggy man and woman in front of her.

She stopped talking immediately, and curved her lips in a calm and soft voice: "That's right. Miss Mu must be a little afraid of getting dirty because of her pampered nature. That's fine, then let me do it."

Saying that, she didn't talk nonsense, came to the tree, took off her gauze gloves, squatted down gracefully and started digging the hole with her own hands.

Xia Feng raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Chana Xue to be so straightforward. This made him feel embarrassed and guilty, and he began to think about whether it would be bad for him to bully her like this.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng slapped his head and almost forgot, retreating in order to advance, this was Chana Xue's usual routine when he was a child.

"So, why did she become your slave girl?"

Xia Feng tilted his head when he heard the sound, and saw the woman in black skirt staring at him with a smile.

"Ahem, didn't I save Chana Xue's life several times before?" Xia Feng spread her hands, "She was very grateful to me and said that there is no way to repay the kindness of saving lives. She can only repay this kind of kindness by being a cow and a horse in this life. So. .I had no choice but to sign a slave contract with her and became her master. Alas, I couldn’t refuse even if I wanted to. It was so enthusiastic.”

"Okay, I understand, you can shut up." Mu Qingtong had already seen that this guy was talking nonsense again, and was too lazy to listen to his nonsense anymore.

While the two were chatting, the woman in the snow skirt squatting under the tree digging a hole alone seemed to be cast in a shadow, exuding anime-style black resentment.

She heard Xia Feng's nonsense and said that she was actively begging to become his slave girl!

"Damn it, damn it!"

"Xia Feng, wait for me!"

Chanayuki turned her grief and anger into motivation and accelerated the digging of the hole.

However--

At this moment, a startled shout came from the dense forest behind: "Lord Saint? What are you doing?"

Chanaxue's movements froze, her head lowered and she was concentrating on digging the hole, her expression slightly sluggish. The voice seemed familiar.

Ye Lixing's eyes were filled with fire. As soon as he found the saint, he saw the saint kneeling in front of Xia Feng in humiliation. Her hands were covered with mud. Xia Feng stood behind the saint's butt and looked at her. He didn't see it. Xia Feng's eyes must be very evil!

He couldn't even imagine what Xia Feng was going to do to the Holy Lady in this forest if he was one step later!

Fortunately, although he walked leisurely and leisurely along the way, he still arrived before the saint was about to be violated!

Chana Yuki reacted and stood up suddenly. Shesei's embarrassed expression quickly returned to indifference, and she turned back and frowned at the three people walking out of the dense forest.

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong also turned around.

The man in golden armor held his head high and his eyes were cold and stern: "Xia Feng, how dare you humiliate the Holy Lady like this! Are you looking for death?"

The gopher on the side felt something was wrong. Why was the Black Moon Knight still concerned about the safety of the Saint?

"Brother, we are here to capture the Saint. Are you going to rebel?"

"Don't worry, I can clearly distinguish the priorities of the matter." Ye Lixing said calmly, "In this case, I will deal with Cha Naixue, and leave those two guys to you. Don't lose."

"Losing?" The two men in black robes grinned and chuckled.

The three of them were discussing as if there was no one around. Two of them were wearing masks with blood eyes, and the centers of their blood eyes were surrounded by two small tadpole-shaped magatama. They looked like people from the Burning Heaven Temple.

According to Xia Feng's observation, the masks of the Burning Heaven Temple are also different. The higher the status, the more magatama the mask wears. For example, the level of spiritual pressure of a two-magatama mask is probably 2~3.

In addition to Ye Lixing, there are at most three third-level spiritual masters, so it shouldn't be difficult to deal with them.

Ye Lixing walked over slowly, smiled seriously and said: "Holy Lady, you can't escape. Why don't you just take me back with you? I will protect you. The Archbishop will not do anything to you for my sake." ——”

"So much nonsense."

Before he finished speaking, Cha Naixue whispered coldly, and a giant purple eye opened behind him, and a thick purple thunder beam hit Ye Lixing's face!