I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 366 366. Do you think Mu Qingtong dares to come in and save you?

Xia Feng had no intention of going back to find Gong Changyi.

You must be kidding. Now that he has escaped, only a fool would go back and fall into the trap.

However, what he did not expect was that.

As he ran north, a woman's faint smile sounded in his mind: "My good brother, where do you want to run to?"

As the words fell, Xia Feng's limbs turned uncontrollably and began to run back along the original route.

Surprised, he quickly checked himself and found that a strange curse had been placed on his body at some point.

After a little thought, Xia Feng understood.

It was the curse that the sacred light column had placed on him when he entered the sacred light column and had a secret conversation with Gong Changyi.

No wonder Gong Changyi wanted him to enter the light column. It turned out that he was waiting for me here.

Xia Feng sighed, and soon, his limbs moved quickly under the control of Gong Changyi and returned to the sacred light column.

At this time, Yui Rin and a group of Burning Heaven believers had dispersed and were cleaning up the mess in the city.

The golden skirt goddess was barefoot, her beautiful and charming face exuding maternal radiance closed her eyes, and the divine ring on her back floated in front of the light column.

With Xia Feng's return, she slowly raised her divine eyes, her eyes were lazy and gentle, and she sighed: "Xiao Feng, you are not obedient again."

Her voice was obviously very gentle, but Xia Feng's heart tightened. According to his childhood memories and experience, this was a sign that Sister Yi was going to be angry.

There was no way, people had to bow their heads under the eaves.

He quickly raised his hand and said: "I won't dare to do it next time."

Gong Changyi nodded lightly, with a gentle look in his eyes and a little confusion: "The means you used to deal with Che Taixian just now was the power of a spiritual weapon?"

Her eyes could not be projected to the whole city, but she could focus on a certain place and see all the scenes clearly.

That's why she knew the battle between Xia Feng and Che Taixian clearly, and was also a little surprised.

No, that's not right, it should be very surprised!

She didn't expect Xiao Feng to have so many cards.

He was only at the fourth level, but he could kill the peak of Zhenwu.

Not to mention the entire long river of time, at least in the entire world history she knew, it was a unique thing.

She was prepared that if Xiao Feng's boast was exposed and he was defeated by Che Taixian, she would damage her origin and forcibly save Xiao Feng.

Especially when Xia Feng was plotted to death, she almost took action.

But she didn't expect that this good brother's methods would emerge in endlessly.

Looking at the mild eyes of the golden skirt goddess with a little curiosity, blinking at herself, looking for an answer.

Xia Feng pursed his lips and nodded: "Well, it's my spiritual weapon, spiritual solution and holy solution ability. I asked Sister Yi for the obsidian before for the holy solution."

He didn't hide it and told everything.

Although Gong Changyi had bad intentions for him, he wanted the star position to devour him and make him her deputy palace.

But apart from this matter, Xia Feng believed that Gong Changyi would not harm him in other things.

So there is no need to hide it.

Of course, it can't be hidden.

Sister Yi saw his battle situation and could naturally guess the general situation.

"Get rid of the false and keep the true, gain the domain, and lose the domain." Gong Changyi was thoughtful, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.

She smiled with the corner of her eyes and rubbed Xia Feng's black hair with satisfaction: "Not bad, very good, Xiaofeng, it seems that you have really grown up and can stand on your own."

"." Xia Feng frowned and slapped her little hand away with some discomfort.

The Goddess of Golden Skirt continued to raise her other hand, rubbed his head, and smiled: "And it seems that Xiaofeng you still agree with your sister's ideas. Even the spiritual weapon is so similar to your sister's."

The essence of life lies in the continuous loss of others-Xia Feng always remembers this sentence.

His black pupils flickered, and he asked curiously: "So Sister Yi, what is your spiritual weapon ability?

"Secret." The Goddess of Golden Skirt smiled lightly.

".No, Sister Yi, I have told you about my spiritual weapon ability! "

Gong Changyi raised his chin with her slender fingers: "S-level spiritual weapons all have strange effects and strange triggering conditions. How does sister know whether your copying ability can copy the 'divine power'? Will the triggering condition be 'knowing the target spiritual weapon's ability', or 'listening to the other party's introduction of the spiritual weapon'?"

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You think so much

Xia Feng blinked, simple and innocent, "Sister Ke Yi, wouldn't it be good to copy your spiritual weapon for me?"

"Of course it's good."

The goddess in the golden skirt gently stroked his cheek with her slender fingers, and her fingertips inadvertently slid across his thin lips, and whispered, "But all this is based on the premise that you officially become the son of this palace~"

Xia Feng pursed his lips, sighed, and seemed to accept his fate: "Okay. ”

——Foolish Gong Changyi, my spiritual weapon is not just S-level!

——Wait until I have completed the complete holy solution, I will steal your divine power!

After the second stage of the holy solution was completed, Xia Feng got further information.

The divine mirror without a platform can not only copy spiritual weapons, but also divine power.

After all, as a 'solidified spiritual weapon', divine power was also a spiritual weapon before becoming a god, so it can naturally be copied.

It just needs to complete the third stage of the holy solution.

"Well, then we should talk about another thing."

The goddess in the golden skirt suddenly tilted her head and looked into the distance, and a cold light flashed in her gentle eyes.

"Come out, Mu Qingtong, I know you are there."

Xia Feng was stunned, his expression changed slightly, and he looked in the direction of the sound with the deconstruction eye.

About 1,500 meters away, a black-robed figure appeared on a rooftop terrace.

The black robe hunted in the wind, and the Q-shaped mask on his face glowed with a strange bloody cold light under the moonlight.

The beautiful eyes of a woman hidden underneath are looking calmly at the goddess in a golden skirt a thousand meters away.

Xia Feng's heart tightened, damn, what happened to Miss Mu! Don't you know it's dangerous here?

Yong Zhou could not leave the sacred pillar of light for a thousand meters. Miss Mu was still in the safe area, and Yong Zhou could not do anything to her.

But who knows if Gong Changyi will have any hidden tricks.

If so, Miss Mu would be in danger.

"Mu Qingtong is from the Mu family in Taicang, Area 51. Although she is just the daughter of a run-down noble, she is still a well-known figure in the empire because of her participation in the 'Spiritual Song Competition'."

The golden-skirted goddess said gently, "And she and you are an unmarried couple, right, Xiao Feng?"

Xia Feng: "."

Gong Changyi clearly remembered that she actually fought against Mu Qingtong once.

When she found Xiao Feng through the blood-eyed mask half a year ago, she was planning to use the blood-eyed mask to invade Xiao Feng's consciousness, but was repelled by a woman who yelled "get out".

It was this ordinary woman named Mu.

But now it seems that it is not that ordinary, at least it has a very powerful spiritual weapon.

As for Mu Qingtong's beautiful face, which was admired and even obsessed with by the people of the empire, Gong Changyi felt that it was just like that.

"She knew this place was dangerous, but she still came here. It seems she wanted to save you~"

Xia Feng suddenly felt his generous back softening, and a soft curve full of temptation pressed against him.

As his black pupils shrank, the goddess in the gold skirt held his chin up with her slender hands.

The cold but soft and beautiful little face was pressed against his cheek, her beautiful eyes were slightly curved, and she gently looked at Mu Qingtong in the distance while caressing his chest softly.

"My good brother, tell me, does your fiancée dare to come in and save you?"