I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 371 371. Result

After the stimulation.

There was no expected reaction, but the black-dressed woman's right hand became stronger!

Xia Feng suddenly realized! His mind was silently affected again!

The stimulation ability of the excitement ring has different effects on different organs.

Stimulating the hand will not cause any bad reaction to Mu Qingtong, but will increase his strength.

Although the increased strength is negligible, Xia Feng still hurriedly canceled this stimulation state.

At the same time.

[N-level spiritual weapon·Broken limb superman]

[Optimization successful——]

[N·Broken limb superman (optimized version)]

[——The broken limbs can be controlled by your mind. For example, if you break your right palm, you can control the palm to move freely. ]

In Mu Qingtong's surprised eyes, Xia Feng's right palm suddenly left the elbow, and the flesh-red cut was smooth, without any blood flowing out.

And the palm with flexible dancing fingers quickly flew to the waist of the two people!

It seems that he wants to remove the restraining curse.

Seeing this, Mu Qingtong quickly moved her firm buttocks. Xia Feng controlled his palm with his mind and was about to go down along the abdomen of the two people, but found that there was no gap to drill.

After several attempts, Xia Feng's eyes became more and more uncontrollable.

So he no longer wanted to lift the curse, but controlled his palm to grab Mu Qingtong's vitals!

Stimulation——

Mu Qingtong's face was slightly stiff. She didn't expect it to be like this. She was not aware of it for a moment and didn't protect the key vitals. She was directly kneaded and controlled by Xia Feng.

However, she was used to it. She let Mr. Xia's palm do whatever he wanted. She took a deep breath to suppress the bad physiological reaction.

She was about to speak without changing her face, but heard the low and hoarse magnetic voice of the man in her ear:

"Ms. Mu, look at the sky, it seems to be raining?"

Mu Qingtong raised her beautiful eyes slightly. The moonlight outside the window was still quiet. The thin clouds and mist did not condense into rain, but the mist became more and more humid.

And under the mist were tall buildings.

On the tall building opposite this building, there is a vertical screen. The giant advertising screen is showing a replay of Mu Qingtong wearing a luxurious long dress and singing softly in the center of the stage.

Thousands of people cheered in the venue.

The faint singing voice passed through the thin clouds to the top of the building.

Mu Qingtong's long legs under the black skirt couldn't help but rub and squeeze together more, leaving no gap.

She lowered her eyes again and stared at the man under her without changing her expression, pursed her lips and said lightly: "Mr. Xia, you are wrong, it's not raining outside."

"Oh, is that so." Xia Feng lay on his back, looking puzzled, "Then why is my stomach a little wet?"

Mu Qingtong frowned, her beautiful eyes were light, and she moved her waist and hips silently.

She could feel that the emotions and anger of the man under her had reached a critical point, making his whole body extremely hot and full of anger.

But he always suppressed it tightly and was unwilling to yield to her in words.

This reminded her of Mr. Xia's appearance in the arms of the Goddess of Eternal Day not long ago, allowing the so-called goddess to invade him without any resistance.

In fact, Mu Qingtong could see that Mr. Xia had a very special feeling for that woman, like attachment, and like absolute trust for no reason.

Perhaps it was because Gong Changyi was Xia Feng's master in childhood that Mr. Xia had an extraordinary trust and bond with this false god.

This feeling made Mu Qingtong unhappy.

She allowed Mr. Xia to surrender at her feet, but did not allow Mr. Xia to recognize the god as the master.

"Miss Mu, I will give you one last chance, let go of your restraint!"

At this moment, Mr. Xia looked up at her with a sneer in his black pupils, "Otherwise, I will use the Eternal Day God Seal and let Sister Yi deal with you!"

"." Mu Qingtong's pupils shrank slightly, and under the surface of the dark lake with golden waves, it seemed that something terrible could no longer be restrained and was about to burst out at any time.

"Mr. Xia, let me ask you a question."

"Hmm?"

"Do you like Gong Changyi?" She said in a low voice.

"Of course."

Xia Feng was sensitive to Mu Qingtong's mood changes. Is she angry? He narrowed his black pupils and smiled, "Sister Yi and I grew up together, and she was once my master, so of course I like her."

"Really?"

The woman in the black dress nodded, and her beautiful wet silver hair fell on Xia Feng's thin lips, making his cheeks a little itchy.

Xia Feng could feel the solid and powerful full hip line under Miss Mu's slender waist, firmly pressing his center of gravity.

"Then Mr. Xia, you were in Gong Changyi's arms before, and she was wantonly violated by her-"

Miss Mu's clear and beautiful eyes were close at hand, calm, "Do you feel very happy?"

Xia Feng smiled and looked into her golden eyes, raised his chin: "Of course."

"Really, that's good."

Mu Qingtong's clear and beautiful eyes were like a quiet lake, the only dark light left on the lake faded, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

Facts have proved that after being insulted by two evil gods in succession, Mr. Xia no longer needs things like dignity.

[You are attacked by the ‘Saint Solution·King’s Will’, the target spiritual weapon is at the same level as you, and the copy fails——]

Xia Feng’s pupils dilated. This time, the King’s Will no longer silently affects his thinking, but begins to blatantly tamper with it.

He looked up at the woman in the black dress, looking at her beautiful and noble face with wet hair and sticky lips, and he felt endless admiration in his heart for no reason. He just wanted to kneel down and surrender to her and serve her as his master.

At the same time, he also inexplicably felt the guilt and fear of blaspheming the goddess in his heart, and his whole body was trembling with fear.

He opened his mouth, and just as he was about to plead guilty and beg for mercy, a strange light flashed away at the same time as the character [宫] on the lifeline under his abdomen and the character [姒] on the back of his neck.

His dark eyes filled with admiration and adoration instantly regained their clarity and became angry.

[C-level spiritual weapon·New personal clothes]

[You can dissolve the clothes covering the target's body and your own by making physical contact with the target. 】

A hole was suddenly dissolved in Mu Qingtong's black skirt, and at the same time, Xia Feng turned around and turned around, pressing her down.

Mu Qingtong did not expect Mr. Xia to be able to release the control of the king's will so easily and even start to counterattack.

She frowned and tightened her thighs, locking Xia Feng's legs tightly and turning over!

The two entangled and rolled again, hitting the floor-to-ceiling window on the other side with a thud.

Panting and breathing, Mu Qingtong naturally noticed Xia Feng's evil intention of destroying her black dress.

The two of them glanced down together.

There was a half-fist-sized gap in the belly of the black skirt, and the silk hem of the clear red trousers was half exposed inside.

Mu Qingtong knew that no one would admit defeat in this duel, and one party would inevitably surrender.

But there will be no results if this continues.

After all, it is just a superficial behavior and not very irritating. If Mr. Xia is to completely lose his will to resist, perhaps he can only engage in real reproduction.

While thinking, Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes, took a deep breath and suddenly sat up straight.

Xia Feng couldn't help but be stunned.

Mu Qingtong was wearing an elegant black dress, but as she casually tore off the hem of the skirt, the black skirt turned into a short black skirt, half-covering her buttocks.

Two sexy round long legs were inserted into the noble black crystal high heels. She was confident and arrogant. Her long legs were in an M shape and she knelt on both sides of Xia Feng's thighs. She spoke coldly and condescendingly:

"Mr. Xia, let the duel between us finally come to an end."

[Because of time constraints, today I will code a nice extra chapter for the second chapter, at least 5,000 words, but I have to wait until around two o'clock in the morning]