I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 674 674. Exposure, the humiliation of the Sea of ​​Memory is repeated

Xia Feng did not hesitate and prepared to open the Mingde Domain.

After Chana Xue offered 101 obsidian stones, he now has three times to open the Mingde Domain.

There is no need to be too frugal.

After all, if the obsidian is consumed, you can find a way to get it again.

But if the God Faith Fruit slips away from you, you may not have the chance to encounter it in the future.

And

Except for the Light Disciple, the three apostles present are all strong, and they may have a powerful spiritual weapon.

But what made Xia Feng difficult was that the pale-skinned vampire was a little far away, squatting on the edge of the glass window under the ceiling in the distance, fifty meters away from the safe house.

Xia Feng pondered for a moment and squatted down, pressing his hand on the floor of the safe house.

The ground outside the safe house suddenly bloomed with a sea of ​​flowers composed of arms, which instantly wrapped the safe house and threw it towards the door!

Whoosh——

But just when it flew to the middle of the air, the thin figure of the vampire in elegant black clothes appeared above the oval house. He put his hands in his pockets, stepped out of the air cannon with his long boots and slammed the oval house to the ground, bang!

A deep pit appeared directly in the center of the Church, filled with smoke and dust.

Leng Xiu put his hands in his pockets, looked down at the turtle shell under his long boots, kicked it casually, shook his head and laughed, "What an idiot, run now, where can you run to?"

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[B-level spiritual weapon·Blood Breath Mark]

[Universal Blood Breath: You can transform your own blood into 'Universal Blood Breath'. Under the nourishment of the universal blood breath, any spiritual fruit seed can be cultivated to maturity by you. ]

[Note 1: You can only cultivate 1 spiritual fruit at a time]

[Note 2: The higher your blood status, the faster the spiritual fruit matures. ]

[Currently mature: God's Faith Fruit*1]

[Currently cultivating: Spiritual Injection Fruit (0.001%)]

[Your blood level: SS——]

Wow, it can really cultivate spiritual fruit! Xia Feng was delighted. Although the level of this spiritual tool is not high, its function makes him very satisfied.

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[B·Blood Breath Mark Chapter (Optimized Version)]

[↑: Can only cultivate 1 spiritual fruit at the same time → How many spiritual fruits can be cultivated at the same time depends on your mental power. The higher the mental power, the more spiritual fruits can be cultivated at the same time. ]

[Currently can cultivate at the same time: 3]

Can only 3 spiritual fruits be cultivated at the same time when the mental power of the sage level is just beginning? Xia Feng stroked his chin and couldn't help wondering, if he had Miss Mu's mental power, how many spiritual fruits could he cultivate at the same time?

While thinking, he did not immediately choose to take out the God's Faith Fruit in the Blood Breath Mark Chapter. After all, taking it out now would easily arouse Leng Xiu's vigilance and suspicion.

As for when to take it out again

Xia Feng narrowed his black pupils slightly, and had a plan in mind. Perhaps, he could use this divine faith fruit to escape!

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[B· Ghost Shadow Robe]

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[B· His Mountain Armor]

What disappointed Xia Feng was that Jiying and Fencheng's spiritual weapons were not A-level.

Looking up at the sky, Guangtu was nowhere to be found, and Mingde Domain did not sense the other party's existence.

But he seriously suspected that the spiritual weapon of this mysterious apostle would be very strong!

Seeing that he could not copy Guangtu's spiritual weapon, Xia Feng had to give up for the time being.

He returned to the sofa and lay down horizontally, resting his head on the armrest of the sofa.

Anji Shengmu was late.

The apostles outside were very patient and waited quietly.

These people were not in a hurry, so Xia Feng and the other four were naturally not in a hurry.

Mu Qingtong leaned against the sofa, with a heavy book on her black skirt with her legs crossed. She lazily supported her chin and lowered her eyes to read quietly.

Cha Naxue stood behind the woman in the black dress, resting her hands on her thin shoulders and gently massaging her, smiling sweetly, not daring to show any displeasure or resistance.

She seemed to have adapted to Mu Qingtong's identity as a slave girl.

Xia Feng glanced at Miss Mu who was enjoying herself, and then looked at the woman in the green dress who was sitting in a daze in front of her head, and smiled: "Saint Qiu'e, look at how well Cha Naxue is, how about you?"

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Jiang Qiu'e came back to her senses and looked expressionlessly: "???"

Seeing Xia Feng showing a hateful smile, just staring at her without saying a word, her back teeth clenched slightly. Although she is now only the Saint of the Black Moon, she was once the Nine-tailed Star God, how could she have ever served a mere mortal? !

"Oh, my head hurts." Xia Feng sighed.

"." Jiang Qiu'e frowned and stared at the hateful face in front of her. When she subconsciously glimpsed her thin lips, her heart skipped a beat and she closed her legs under her fairy green skirt.

"Put your head up, I'll help you press it." She pursed her lips and held Xia Feng's head back and placed it directly on the middle of her thighs.

Before Xia Feng could react, he felt the back of his head sinking and soft, and the ethereal and beautiful eyes of the woman above him looked down at him.

No, I'm just saying it, are you really going to press it? Xia Feng was actually just talking nonsense.

The woman's green peaks that were about to burst out pressed down, making him completely unable to see the woman's flashing eyes with different colors. The soft fingers pressed on his temples on both sides, gently massaging, and asked in a clear voice, "Is this force okay?"

Xia Feng's eyes were a little dazed, looking up at the green skirt fabric that was about to press his lips and nose. At this moment, under the extremely close contact, the sweet breath of honey made the queen bee curse in his throat completely unable to be suppressed. His eyes were scattered, and he subconsciously opened his mouth and even raised his neck

"Mr. Xia, do you think I don't exist?"

The cold voice was like a scimitar, and the cold light flashed across Xia Feng's neck.

Xia Feng's distracted black eyes were focused, he suddenly came back to his senses, and the back of his head fell back onto his thighs.

The woman in the black dress closed her book and stared calmly at the dishonest fox saint with golden colored contact lenses.

Jiang Qiu'e has an extraordinary temperament, still sitting dignifiedly, her beautiful eyes are ethereal and indifferent, as if the matter has nothing to do with her.

Mu Qingtong was not very angry at this almost provocative and wanton behavior. She just raised an interesting smile on her lips, then used one hand to wave forward casually.

Suddenly, a memory image full of melodious sounds appeared directly on the coffee table.

It was a man and two women lying on the sofa.

Xia Feng and the two Mu Qingtong!

The moment this sudden image appeared, Xia Feng stiffly turned his head, and the beautiful eyes of the two saints gradually enlarged, their red lips opened slightly, and their expressions were a little dull.

Xia Feng's hands were pulled up and locked on the sofa. His legs kicked the coffee table randomly from time to time, trying to stop and escape, but his body was completely uncontrollable and he was undulating between the two silver-haired witches.

The whole person seemed to be trapped in a hell of despair. The whites of his eyes rolled up, his cheeks were twitching with sweat, his ears were hot and red, and even his snoring lips and nose were blocked. He couldn't even utter a cry for help. He could only be driven crazy by the two witches. Tortured, sinking into the sea of ​​evil, unable to control oneself.

"Mu Qingtong! Are you poisonous?"

Xia Feng couldn't hold himself still, he stood up suddenly and slapped the memory image away.

But Cha Naixue and Jiang Qiu'e had already turned around and looked at them with strange eyes.

Chana Xue never expected that Xiao Feng looked arrogant and looked down on her all day long, but he was so angry in private.

Moreover, he didn’t even resist being played by Mu Qingtong like this!

How despicable!

Xia Feng: "!!!"