I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 523 523. Slavery

The two saints secretly plotted more details of the plan, while Jiang Qiu'e became more and more confident in the "Saint's Rebellion Plan".

They did not notice that the "Dragon Language" lying quietly on the sofa, the dark cover became more mysterious in the candlelight, and there was a vortex of flowing light rotating under the cover.

"Mr. Xia, instead of saying some inexplicable things to me here, you might as well pay more attention to those two restless saints."

The silver-haired nun's golden eyes flashed, and she said lightly, "I sensed the subtle fluctuations of spiritual power. It seems that Cha Naxue is not very honest."

"Of course I know that."

Xia Feng smiled, "She is always thinking about how to enslave me. With the appearance of a natural helper like Jiang Qiu'e, she will definitely not let it go. I just don't know how the two of them are talking now, and whether they have reached an alliance?"

"You are so bold, aren't you afraid that they will really find a way to deal with us?"

"Don't we still have Miss Mu?"

Xia Feng looked at the cold beauty in front of him. The black and white nun's robe made her look solemn and holy. He smiled, "I guess with Miss Mu's talent, these two little saints can't make any waves. "

Mu Qingtong held her chin with her slender hands, and said in a lazy and calm voice, "Of course."

But as soon as she said that, she frowned again, and kicked Xia Feng's calf with the tip of her shoe: "Don't mess with women anymore in the future. You don't mind it, but I do."

"." Xia Feng raised his eyebrows, dissatisfied, "What do you mean I mess with women? It was Jiang Qiu'e who messed with me, and this woman, like Cha Nai Xue, is not very normal in her mind."

Mu Qingtong didn't say anything, but just glanced at Xia Feng's face like a little boy, and said calmly: "You haven't been hurt by Jiang Qiu'e, right?"

Xia Feng was stunned, "How? What is it like-"

Halfway through, Xia Feng quickly realized what he meant, and then raised the corners of his lips, "Why, is Miss Mu worried about something?"

"If you don't want to say it, forget it." Mu Qingtong didn't really want to know whether this man with no husband's virtue was clean or not, and knowing it would only increase her displeasure.

Anyway, after Xia Feng surrendered to her skirt, she could naturally let Xia Feng abide by the duties of a fiancé and stop messing around all day long.

Mu Qingtong had no hobby of sharing a mace with other women.

Xia Feng didn't know that Mu Qingtong had already regarded his mace as her own in her heart. He was now thinking about Cha Naxue.

To deal with a restless narcissistic woman like Cha Naxue, only by giving her hope first and then shattering her hope can she be completely desperate, give up all unrealistic illusions, and be completely honest.

The same is true for Jiang Qiu'e.

After the two saints are subdued, it is time to plan the S-level spiritual clothes. Xia Feng is looking forward to it. He has heard Cha Naxue introduce it.

The inherited spiritual clothes of the Black Moon Church are related to [time].

Any ability related to time is very terrible, not to mention that this is S-level.

Then the two began to talk about this and that. It must be said that after nearly half a year of separation, he and Miss Mu seemed to have endless things to say, each talking about the things and people they met in recent days.

Four hours later.

Cha Naxue finally came over and knocked on the door. She glanced at Xia Feng, then bowed her head to Mu Qingtong and said, "Jiang Qiu'e is willing to surrender."

Without saying much, Xia Feng followed Cha Naxue away.

Mu Qingtong still sat in the armchair, quietly looking out the window.

Even though it was snowing, the starry sky tonight was more gorgeous than ever before, with thousands of stars twinkling, and the bright moon hanging in the dark sky was not alone.

Mu Qingtong's lips were curled with a faint smile.

For some reason, her mood was better than ever before, and the haze of the past six months seemed to disappear in an instant.

"Mr. Xia, it's great that you're not dead." She actually thought about welcoming the return of her kind in this way, but seeing Xia Feng's still asking for a beating, she took back her words.

This guy can go to heaven if he gives her some face, and he can't be spoiled.

But anyway, since Mr. Xia has been resurrected, she should speed up the progress of becoming a Venerable.

Only after becoming a Venerable can one's strength have a qualitative leap.

Only then can this Mr. Xia who deserves a beating be suppressed again!

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When Xia Feng returned to the living room, the woman in the green skirt still maintained the duck sitting posture, her little face under the messy hair was wet and flushed, and her beautiful eyes were still cold and angry.

"It doesn't look like she wants to surrender."

Xia Feng half-knelt in front of the woman, tapped the crystal line of the puddle on the ground, shook it in front of Jiang Qiu'e's eyes, and deliberately mocked, "Tsk, Saint Lady, you are really two-faced."

"!!!" Jiang Qiu'e took a deep breath, turned her face away, and said coldly, "Okay, you don't have to belittle me like this. I can remove the maternal branches, but I have to tell you the truth, your desire for "honey" cannot be relieved. This is a poison, and the antidote is the "tears of the Ten Thousand Insect Star God."

Xia Feng couldn't help but frown, can't be relieved?

"Where can I find the antidote?"

"The tears of the God of Ten Thousand Insects are also called insect crystals. They can cure all poisons. Although rare, as far as I know, the two super-powerful families, Ye Li and Goldbroom, have reserves, so it is not difficult to find."

Hearing this, Xia Feng nodded thoughtfully, as long as it is not out of print.

"If this is the case, I will still be subject to the curse of the queen bee for a long time." Xia Feng smiled and patted her face, "This makes me doubt your sincerity, Saint Lady."

Jiang Qiu'e gritted her teeth, raised her beautiful eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Can I sign a slave contract?"

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Xia Feng just wanted to laugh. Good guy, Cha Naxue, you did a good job!

Although he didn't know what these two guys were doing behind the scenes, Jiang Qiu'e's willingness to sign the slave contract was probably Cha Naxue's masterpiece.

No matter what they planned in the future, it was all good for Xia Feng now, so he naturally agreed.

Then Xia Feng pretended to be with Jiang Qiu'e for a while. After questioning several times, he signed the slave contract with Jiang Qiu'e with a reluctant look.

The slave contract is divided into guard seal and slave seal.

Guard seal: The master controls the life and death of the guard slave.

Slave seal: The master not only controls the life and death of the guard slave, but also the master will sense any betrayal thoughts of the guard slave, and give him physical and spiritual pain, convulsions, paralysis, itching and other punishments.

Xia Feng said that the slave seal must be signed.

After Jiang Qiu'e struggled, she was actually willing to sign the slave seal, which surprised Xia Feng. What did Cha Naxue say to Jiang Qiu'e? Is it so bewitching?

The moment the contract was signed.

Xia Feng sensed Jiang Qiu'e's strong will to betray, like the blazing sun in the dark night, burning fiercely, so hot.

"Ugh!" Jiang Qiu'e's eyes widened, she curled up with her hands covering her abdomen, her thighs tightly together, obviously suffering a terrible punishment that made her unable to hold back.

She quickly gathered her thoughts, and sat up after a while, her demeanor restored to a dignified and calm state.

But the subconscious will to betray could not be suppressed at all, and her abdomen was still numb and itchy, but fortunately she could bear it, so as not to make a fool of herself when meeting outsiders.

Xia Feng naturally sensed Jiang Qiu'e's constant thoughts of betrayal, looming, but he didn't say anything.

After all, now, there is the Blood Spirit Construct to control Jiang Qiu'e's body, and the Slave Contract to control Jiang Qiu'e's senses and life and death.

It can be regarded as completely controlling this saint in his hands.

Let him knead!