I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 209 209. Scumbag Xia Feng

Just like two pieces of meat tightly wrapped between two thick slices of bread, the capsule ship space is very narrow, but it is not impossible to do anything.

For example, watch a movie.

Not to mention, watching some intense movies in such a confined space is really fun.

Unfortunately, Yongliuhai cannot connect to the Internet, and there are only some videos on the ship that have been downloaded long ago, such as the spiritual song competition that is popular throughout the empire.

On the right side of the bulkhead, inside the bright display screen was a huge venue filled with people. In the center of the shining stage stood an elegant woman in a black dress. Thousands of people in the venue were dancing with glow sticks and cheering wildly and excitedly.

"Mushen! Mushen!!"

"Mu Shen, I love you!"

"Sister Mu, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

The woman in black dress stands in the center of the stage, with an intellectual and elegant temperament. She always has a gentle smile on her face, quietly overlooking the crowd below the stage.

Seeing Mu Qingtong's fiery appearance as if he had become a national superstar, Xia Feng felt that it was very outrageous and unreal.

He glanced at the woman in black dress who was lying lazily on her body with wet silver hair, and suddenly asked: "Miss Mu, your holy interpretation ceremony is to become a national superstar, right?"

Mu Qingtong's face still had the blush after the battle. She raised her beautiful eyes, pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "Whatever Mr. Xia thinks is what it is, that's what it is."

That didn't seem to be the case, but it must have something to do with singing. Just when Xia Feng was deep in thought, the woman in the black dress began to move again.

Darkness and heavyness gradually fell in front of him. Mu Qingtong climbed up a little. She reached out and clicked a few times on the display screen on the bulkhead above her head.

"Didi——"

She opened a drawer, which contained 20 high-concentration energy bars, 20 bottles of water, and 10 candied haws, filling the small storage drawer to the brim.

Mu Qingtong took out two energy bars, two candied haws and a bottle of water, and then moved down again.

However, during the process, she clearly felt that Mr. Xia's breathing seemed to be a little faster, and his hot breath slid over the sensitive collarbone.

She pursed her lips and moved her position again with a calm expression.

Although Xia Feng fled into the Everliu Sea, it was not without a destination.

His current goal is to find the fragments of the divine power of Xiuhua, and at the same time see if he can further repair the Xiu Dao.

According to the direction pointed by Yu Dao, the target is in the Jiamei Sea area. It will take at least 10 days to sail to this sea area, so it is natural to prepare some energy bars and water.

but.

"Why are there still candied haws on a stick?"

"Because I like it." Mu Qingtong explained.

Xia Feng raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised. It turns out that the world-destroying witch still has appetites for sugar-coated haws.

The silver-haired woman's red lips opened slightly, and the transparent glutinous rice paper swallowed up the first crystal red fruit.

Click, click, click - the cheeks of her small face were slightly bulging, her beautiful eyes looked down and she pushed the other one directly into Xia Feng's slightly opened lips: "Hey, I'll give you one. Have you ever eaten candied haws?"

"You think I'm a pauper." Xia Feng took the candy pick and bit into one. Well, it tasted pretty good, sweet and sour.

"Oh." Mu Qingtong seemed to really like eating candied haws. She lay on Xia Feng and began to concentrate on cooking. One after another, the crystal clear red fruits were covered by her red lips. The happy tasting sound of "click" was heard by Xia Feng. It kept ringing in my ears.

Xia Feng was not in a hurry to eat, but took out the materials for depicting the door to the world and began to prepare ink.

Mu Qingtong rested her little face on the side of Xia Feng's neck, happily eating while watching his movements, and quickly guessed what Xia Feng wanted to do.

"Mr. Xia, is the god behind you the Twelve Stars?" Mu Qingtong asked doubtfully.

"you guess."

"What about His gender?"

"Guess."

"Looking at the structure of this formation, is he in some sealed place?"

"you guess."

"Mr. Xia, I don't have time to beat you right now. You'd better not mess with me."

"Guess~"

"!"

As Xia Feng dealt with Mu Qingtong's various doubts, he quickly completed a scaled-down version of the Gate of the World formation.

Immediately, the complex golden patterns carved on the bulkhead lit up one by one, and an oval-shaped faint halo emerged, with a pale golden light shining inside.

"Miss Mu, wait for me for half an hour. I'll be out soon."

As he said that, Xia Feng was about to reach into the aperture, but then he seemed to suddenly think of something and glanced sideways at the candied haws skewers that he had only eaten one.

He stretched out his right hand to pick it up, and then put his left hand into the aperture.

In an instant, his spirit body emerged from his body, and as he expected, Tanghulu could not follow him into the evil dragon space.

But what surprised him was that a string of translucent gourds appeared on the surface of the candied haws, like a spirit body, and followed him into the space door with a swish.

After falling to the ground, Xia Feng glanced at the gourd string in his hand, and the semi-transparent illusory appearance became crystal clear again.

He tasted one and it still tasted sweet and sour.

Although I don’t know the reason, it is always a good thing.

Look up.

Miss Evil Dragon was as usual, lying on her side on the throne with the graceful curves outlined by her star skirt, lazily and quietly, her eyes closed as if she was falling into a deep sleep.

Just as her delicate red lips gently opened and closed and she breathed evenly, her majestic little face gradually turned rosy, as if she had dreamed of something bad. She frowned lightly with her thin eyebrows and snorted softly. Her long legs under her skirt were pressed together, softly. Quietly caressing.

The snow-colored tail tied to the small ankles swayed from side to side.

"Cough~" Xia Feng lowered his head and coughed lightly. The woman in the star skirt slowly raised her warped eyes, and her pale vertical pupils looked up at the human man below her indifferently.

Suddenly - Yukio retracted into her skirt, she raised her eyes and said calmly: "You are here, what are you doing this time?"

Xia Feng blinked, what else could he do, of course it was to gain experience.

"If it's about absorbing evil force, then there's no need to mention it."

"I made it clear last time that in order to punish you for your blasphemy, you will no longer bear the pain for me or suck my evil power for three hundred years!"

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Sure enough, he still couldn't escape this punishment after all. Xia Feng felt helpless, but it didn't matter.

He is a master who has studied all kinds of scumbag tactics, and he already has countermeasures for this.

While thinking, he shook his head and walked up the stairs.

"Lord Dragon God, you misunderstood. I came here this time to bring you something good."

Seeing that Xia Feng once again did not obey the followers at all and came to the throne of God, Emperor Si frowned slightly.

She discovered last time that as soon as this believer came close to her, the unbearable desires in her heart would rise uncontrollably.

This troubled her very much.

"Good thing?" Di Si stood up slowly, sat upright and glanced at the red thing in Xia Feng's hand.

"This? What is this?"

"Tanghulu, a kind of sweet."

Xia Feng handed over the candied haws and said seriously, "This method may seem ridiculous to you, but I still want you to try it. Even if it only relieves a little pain, it's good!"

Emperor Si took the candied haws in a daze, her eyes complicated.

She never expected that by punishing this believer and prohibiting him from suffering for her, this devout believer would directly find another way, still unwilling to give up his original intention.