I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 452 452. Mr. Xia, I like you

Xia Feng thought that Mu Qingtong could find out that he had been resurrected through the method of image transmission.

But surprisingly, it seemed that because he was in the nightmare world, Mu Qingtong still could not sense his existence.

It seems that this newly developed Qinggu Chasing Technique is still a bit useless

Xia Feng silently complained in his heart, but when Mu Qingtong suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him calmly again and said those two sentences.

Xia Feng was shocked, huh?

Emperor Si looked down from above and keenly noticed the astonishment in the believer's eyes. She narrowed her pupils dangerously and let go of the believer's thin lips: "What are you doing?"

Xia Feng came back to his senses, shook his head calmly: "Nothing, just saw some pictures through the tracking technique, Lord Dragon God, you will not be interested."

"Lie."

The first half of the sentence is true, and the second half is a lie. The woman in the star skirt frowned, and her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

Soon, she saw that the spiritual clothes used by the believer now were a type of spiritual clothes that projected gazes through his own bones.

When the believer died before, she had dragged the believer's remaining head remains to Mu Qingtong and asked the witch to keep it for him.

But later the believer was resurrected, so she was too lazy to find a way to get the head back.

So, it is obvious that the believer is now using the tracking spiritual clothes to secretly meet with the witch?

In other words, when I was punishing and kissing him just now, the believer was not only thinking about the witch in his heart, but also seeing the evil witch in front of him? !

Dragon God: "!!!!"

When he thought of this, under the flashing eyebrows of the dark gold cross sword, the majestic vertical pupils shrank directly into silver needles, and the sharp needle tips burst into cold light.

Xia Feng's hair stood on end, and he thought it was bad.

"My believer, the witch is in front of you, right?"

".!"

"You are so half-hearted and disrespectful when accepting my punishment, Xia Feng, I am really going to be angry."

"I didn't, um~~"

It was the smell of a lie, she fiercely blocked this smell and bit it.

"My believer, are you seeing me now, or that witch?"

"!"

Because of the attack of the Dragon God, Xia Feng's vision was a little unstable.

The face of Miss Xielong and Miss Mu overlapped, creating a double image, hazy.

He tried his best to ignore the feeling on his lips, quickly stabilized his vision, and saw Miss Mu's cold face again.

It's just that Miss Xielong's pale vertical pupils appeared in Miss Mu's golden pupils from time to time, which made Xia Feng feel quite weird.

The glass column platform was very high, and the skull suspended in the middle of the platform was only a few centimeters shorter than the woman in the black skirt.

The woman's soft fingers gently stroked the edge of the cheekbone of the head, and her beautiful eyes stared at it seriously, as if she could really see Xia Feng's face.

Mr. Xia asked her four times in total, "Do you like me?"

The first time was when she found that Mr. Xia's abdomen was imprinted with evil patterns by the dragon god. When the two discussed Mr. Xia's duties as a fiancé, Xia Feng tried to induce her to say "I like Mr. Xia".

The second time was before the two were about to use the Yin-Yang mirror for dual cultivation.

The third time was after she accepted the challenge of the evil dragon and came out of the sealed place.

The fourth time was also the last time.

In the chaotic time and space turbulence, the guy's heart was pierced by a long sword.

When he looked up at her, his black pupils still hid expectations, "Miss Mu, do you like me?"

Unfortunately, everything happened too fast. The explosion of the time and space turbulence directly annihilated everything, and also annihilated the face that was still smiling even before death.

For Mr. Xia's question, Mu Qingtong actually had the answer in her heart.

The emotion represented by the word "like" can have many interpretations, which can be love, family affection, friendship, pet affection, possessiveness

But for her, the relationship between her and Mr. Xia is more of.

Same kind of affection.

That's right, that's it!

Mu Qingtong admitted that she liked Mr. Xia.

But more of the surprise and joy she felt when she accidentally found a kindred spirit that suited her taste on the road of seeking strong men, and after experiencing certain things together, she gradually developed a liking for this kindred spirit.

And this liking is the liking for one's kind -

It is different from love, family affection, friendship and even possessiveness - the same kind of affection.

Considering that few people in this world have such feelings, Mu Qingtong decided to name this kind of feeling - Tongqing.

It was also because of this that Mu Qingtong finally understood what she regretted.

She did regret that she was not careful enough and accidentally let Mr. Xia die for her.

But what she regretted more was that she did not tell Mr. Xia the words that she had already had the answer in her heart.

"Mr. Xia, now, I can answer you."

Xia Feng's black pupils condensed slightly, and his heart could not help but rise. He quietly looked into the pair of pale golden beautiful eyes that seemed to be in front of him.

Miss Mu's cold eyes were filled with too many emotions at this moment, including confusion, sadness, anger, and regret. Her soft fingers touched his face, and her red lips opened slightly, as if whispering in front of his lips:

"Mr. Xia, I like you."

Xia Feng: "!!!!"

Emperor Si found that the believer's heartbeat speed had reached an unprecedented high, and his black pupils were shocked, and his pupils expanded and contracted.

Obviously, the witch said something to the believer that made the believer so excited! Emperor Si's needle-like dangerous vertical pupils flashed a trace of anger, and the offensive became more and more fierce.

Bad believer! Bad believer! Bad believer!!

Xia Feng felt suffocated, but he had already been able to deal with it skillfully.

Ignoring Miss Xielong's kiss again, he looked thoughtfully at the woman in the black dress who confessed to him.

His heart was full of excitement!

Hehehe~ Miss Mu, I finally waited for this sentence!

The reason why he kept paying attention to Mu Qingtong's situation was to see if Mu Qingtong would say something socially dead in front of his dead head.

Hard work pays off. Mu Qingtong not only said it, but also chose the most socially dead sentence to say.

This undoubtedly means that his love war against Miss Mu has achieved a staged success!

It's a pity that he can't use any props to record the confession of Miss Mu just now.

However, it's actually not a big deal.

Because his memory is the most powerful means of recording.

There must be spiritual clothes or spiritual tools in this world that have the function of retrieving memory pictures.

By then

Hehehe~ Xia Feng has begun to look forward to the moment of reuniting with Miss Mu.

At that time, he would directly throw this memory image in Miss Mu's face, put his hands on his hips and laugh, arrogantly mocking, and let this evil witch who had humiliated him many times completely die!

Oh, what will Miss Mu's reaction be then?

When he thought of this, Xia Feng's mouth corners were harder to suppress than AK.

"Mr. Xia, I like you."

Mu Qingtong murmured and said it again, but unfortunately, the skull in front of him was just a dead thing after all, and could not answer her words.

It was even more impossible to hear her words.

That's why she said it again.

"Mr. Xia."

"I like you."