I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 178 178. The Dragon God’s Desire

Two evil dragon ladies?

A clone? Just when Xia Feng was confused.

The woman in the star skirt standing next to the throne walked down the stairs,

The delicate ankles wrapped by the tail were looming under the skirt, and the white snowy feet stepped lightly on the soft grass, slowly walking towards Xia Feng.

For some reason, as the woman approached step by step, Xia Feng's eyes couldn't help but freeze.

This evil dragon lady is different from the one leaning on the throne.

The eyes of the person in front of him were outlined with strange dragon scales, and his majestic pale vertical pupils were curved with a bright smile. The moment Xia Feng's dark eyes met them, his pupils expanded uncontrollably, and his breathing began to become rapid.

At this moment, he just felt that Miss Evil Dragon was definitely the most beautiful female in the world! He really wanted to have a hearty personal battle with this female creature!

The moment the weird and crazy thoughts arose, he couldn't suppress them. The picture of riding an evil dragon under him and fighting fiercely was already sketched in his mind.

His mouth was dry and he was intoxicated by Miss Evil Dragon's gaze with vertical pupils. That majestic and charming little face with endless charm was right in front of him.

Miss Evil Dragon didn't seem to be surprised by Xia Feng who was gradually becoming stupid and lost. She just gently hooked a strand of hair behind her ear, pursed her lips and smiled: "Am I beautiful?"

"!" Xia Feng's heart jumped directly into his throat, and in his lost vision, only Miss Evil Dragon's peaceful smile and her delicate red lips like roses were left.

The world is silent.

With a slight smile on her red lips, she slowly approached his ear and whispered coldly between her bun and the ear: "Answer me, am I beautiful?"

"...Beautiful." Xia Feng's black pupils sometimes blurred and sometimes condensed, and his red cheeks were full of intoxication. He murmured, "Beautiful"

The woman in the star skirt stepped back slightly, and gently touched Xia Feng's cheek with her thin hand. Her strange vertical pupils were like a bottomless white abyss, trying to suck Xia Feng's soul into it, "Human, what are you waiting for?"

Following the woman's condescending voice, Xia Feng involuntarily raised his hands and gently hugged Miss Xielong's thin waist. The touch was unexpectedly real and he hugged her into his arms.

But at this moment, he only felt that his energy was slack, and his soul felt a sharp pain like being squeezed, as if it could disintegrate and be swallowed into the abyss at any time.

But Xia Feng didn't know what was wrong with him. Even if he was about to die, he still hugged Miss Xielong tightly. He wanted to feel the softness in his arms before the end of his life. He couldn't waste a single second.

"return!"

The majestic and cold clear voice was like a bell hanging for nine days, directly shaking into the depths of Xia Feng's soul, and he woke up suddenly.

Swish--

Countless dark mist chains shot from the throne, binding Miss Evil Dragon's waist in Xia Feng's arms, encircling her wrists and ankles, and pulling back suddenly!

Retracted into the body of the divine woman.

Miss Evil Dragon's body also instantly merged with the body of the Goddess woman.

But Miss Evil Dragon still seemed to want to struggle, and when she reached out to pinch the thin neck of the divine woman, her hands gradually faded and dissipated, but she still caused damage to the divine woman.

A small blood stain slipped out on the smooth side of the neck, and the bright golden blood slowly flowed downwards along the white collarbone and disappeared into the darkness.

The woman on the throne closed the book in her hand. After the slight blush on her face dissipated, she raised her head and looked down at Xia Feng calmly with her vertical pupils: "My believer, you came at the wrong time."

After coming back to consciousness from the edge of life and death, Xia Feng held his chest with lingering fear, but the desire in his heart still did not fade away. He shook his head, tried to calm down, and raised his head in confusion: "So, Lord Dragon God, that was just now."

"Desire."

The woman on the throne looked indifferent, "I am about to enter the mature stage. These increasingly expanding desires for reproduction have rebounded under my suppression, and have mutated under the influence of evil forces, backlashing my body. In order to suppress the increasingly powerful desire again, Desire, I had to separate it and form a desire clone."

"And as soon as the desire clone was formed, you broke in, causing my consciousness to be almost occupied by the desire clone."

"Ah, sorry."

"I don't mean to blame you. Those who don't know are not wrong." The divine woman shook her head, "I just want to remind you that you have been infected with my desires."

Xia Feng bent down with his throat still a little dry. Indeed, he still really wanted to have something to do with Miss Evil Dragon.

"But it's not a big deal. It's not difficult to eradicate this desire. You only need to have a relationship with a female for a hundred days and you can eradicate it."

"Ah?" Xia Feng raised his head in disbelief. He suspected that he heard the wrong words. What kind of evil desire is this?

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Xia Feng was a little embarrassed, the woman from the throne sounded slightly confused, "According to your human race's age calculation, you should be an adult and have a wife. Don't you have a partner now?"

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This is not a question of whether you have a partner or not! Xia Feng people are going to split apart and last for a hundred days? Do you think I'm a humanoid Teddy?

"Oh, yes, I remembered it." Miss Evil Dragon seemed to suddenly think of something, and nodded: "You human race males can only last for a very short time, and you cannot maintain it for several years like the dragon race."

".?!!" Xia Feng's face was expressionless. He felt that he was severely despised. Damn it! What kind of weird race is this dragon race? Has it evolved to this extent in order to continue its descendants? !

With complaints in his mind, Xia Feng frowned and said helplessly: "So Lord Dragon God, is there any other way?"

After a moment of silence, Emperor Si pursed her lips and nodded, saying quietly: "There is indeed another way. My blood can also eliminate your desires, but there is a very small chance that humans who drink 'dragon spirit blood' will develop dragon-like characteristics." , becoming a half-dragon is not a good thing for you."

Hearing this, Xia Feng was stunned. Miss Evil Dragon had introduced some situations about the Dragon Clan to him before.

In addition to pure-blood dragons, there are also half-dragons and dragonborns. Half-dragons are human beings who are nourished by dragon blood or have dragon-like characteristics under the influence of certain spiritual materials.

Dragonborn refers to the complete body of a half-dragon, with a human appearance and the ability to transform into a dragon. There are only a handful of dragonborns in the history of the dragon clan.

"In addition, my spiritual blood also contains huge evil force. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." Halfway through her words, the woman from the throne paused because she found that when Xia Feng heard her words, his black eyes Suddenly, the eyes staring at her were full of excitement.

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Well, I forgot that this human believer would do anything to bear the pain of misfortune for me.

That's all. Emperor Si shook her head and raised her eyes indifferently: "Human, if you don't mind the possibility of growing a dragon tail in the future, then I can give you the dragon spirit blood to eliminate your desires."

In fact, Xia Feng no longer wants to be a human being! What's more, it's just a dragon tail, so there's nothing to be afraid of! Thinking about it, his black pupils shone brightly, and he went straight to the throne.

Come to the throne of the woman and approach.

Emperor Si's divine eyes raised slightly, and in her confused gaze, Xia Feng slowly lowered his head, as if to move towards her neck.

The small wound on the side of her neck has not yet healed, and the bright golden blood flows along the fair skin and slowly onto the delicate collarbone like a crescent moon, forming a fountain of divine blood.

"No, just wait." Miss Xielong came to her senses and quickly held Xia Feng's shoulders.