I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Jiang Qiue naturally had no interest in looking for someone named Theresa.

Now that night had fallen, she planned to take Xia Feng straight back to her own Holy Daughter's estate, and then hold him in her arms as they both drifted to sleep.

Of course, she had not forgotten the humiliation Xia Feng had brought upon her these past few days.

But it did not matter, the days ahead were still long, and she had plenty of time to completely tame this foe into the form she desired, making him never again dare to offend her.

But as they had just walked out of the main area of the Church Court, the respectful boy following behind her transmitted a thought:

"I know where Theresa is."

Jiang Qiue frowned and stopped in her tracks, then shook her head and continued forward, "I'm not concerned about this."

"Theresa is the Q-faced person," Xia Feng said indifferently.

"..." Jiang Qiue stopped again.

The Q-faced person... Back in the Shuilian Cave, it wasn't just the K-faced person who had humiliated her, the Q-faced person had also been involved. Although the Q-faced person was a woman, she left an indelible mark of shame in her memory.

Of course, there was also another important point.

If Theresa was indeed the Q-faced person, then her purpose for being here was clear, she had come to rescue Xia Feng.

It was no wonder that she had been interested in Xia Feng back in the Beiqiu Abyss.

Jiang Qiue's beautiful eyes lifted gently, her gaze towards the moon in the sky serene and tranquil; as clouds half-covered the bright moon, a cold light flashed through the depths of her eyes.

"So, what is the purpose of telling me all this?" asked the woman in the green dress as she turned around, looking down at the fellow whose height reached just to her chest.

Logically speaking, since Xia Feng knew the Q-faced person had come to rescue him, he should keep silent and look for an opportunity to cooperate with the Q-faced person for a rescue. What was the meaning of being so upfront about it to her?

"You and I both understand that I am now deeply poisoned by the Queen Bee, no longer able to leave your side. Even if the Q-faced person were to rescue me, it would be futile," Xia Feng, looking up, his face expressionless, said, "So I want to see her one last time, and after that, I will no longer try to escape. At the same time, you ensure the Q-faced person's safe departure from the Black Moon Church. This request isn't excessive, right?"

Jiang Qiue was somewhat surprised, her delicate finger hooked Xia Feng's chin, quietly staring at the still maturing face for a while before speaking softly, "It seems you care quite a bit about her safety."

"....." Xia Feng frowned, "Don't waste words, just tell me if you agree or not."

Seeing his impatient and disgusted demeanor, Jiang Qiue could not help but feel a strange sensation within her.

She knew that Xia Feng and the Q-faced person had affection for each other and were likely a couple.

As the thoughts crossed her mind, Jiang Qiue gave a cool nod, "Fine, but before I take you to see the Q-faced person, there is something else you need to do first."

Hearing that the fox had not refused, Xia Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief inside.

Of course, he would not really stay by Jiang Qiue's side and not run away, but now that he was inside the Black Moon Church, surrounded by formidable experts, recklessly using the Blood Spirit Mechanism to resist Jiang Qiue would only bring forth more powerful enemies.

In that case, he really would not be able to escape.

Thus, the best strategy was to first deceive Jiang Qiue into going to Cha Naixue's castle, which was the true sanctuary.

As he pondered, Xia Feng asked in confusion, "What else do I need to do?"

Jiang Qiue's expression remained indifferent, and without a word, she led him to a nun's changing room and pulled him into a compartment, locking the door behind them.

"Click—"

The latch clicked, and the tight, dim space grew somewhat stuffy. Xia Feng's eyelids twitched, and as he turned his head,

The biaxial fabric of the green-dress woman's abdomen had already dissolved into specks of Spiritual Light, revealing the flat, fair, and soft lower belly.

Her waistline was sensually perfect, adorned with a tender red dot at the naval, extending upwards into blushing, red branch-like lines to form an ancient yet sinister tattoo that captivated, resembling the blooming tail of a demonic fox. It immediately drew Xia Feng's gaze.

It seemed that within that tender red navel lay all the pleasures that could enthrall him.

"Does it look good?" A cold voice drifted down from above, and Xia Feng abruptly regained his composure, looking up to meet those fair, cold, and beautiful eyes.

"What is this?" Xia Feng wondered aloud.

"Fallen Seal."

Jiang Qiue's voice was calm and clear, "As I've mentioned before, there are two seals within me, one is the Cultivation seal, and the other is the Fallen Seal. As the Cultivation seal gradually lifts, the Fallen Seal also becomes increasingly unstable."

"Although I absorbed a lot of your Dragon Blood in the Beiqiu Abyss to suppress the seal, the efficiency is too low. So, I have decided to try a different method."

The woman in the green dress looked down at him with her beautiful eyes, pointing to her navel with a slender finger, "Place your mouth here and transfer the Dragon Blood."

Xia Feng: "....."

Xia Feng instinctively took a step back, his gaze fixating on the small abdomen where the seductive patterns emerged, then shifted to her expressionless, cool face.

The faster Xia Feng's eyelids twitched, the deeper he inhaled, "I think we should meet the person from Q first, and then I'll help you suppress the Fallen Seal. Besides, your Fallen Seal seems quite stable, and there's no rush, right?"

"Every second you hesitate, the person from Q is in greater danger."

Jiang Qiue suppressed the unusual feeling in her eyes, her cold, indifferent face unchanged, her voice detached, "You wouldn't want her to be captured, would you?"

"....." Eye to eye, Xia Feng immediately understood—this woman was doing this on purpose!

She was using this opportunity to deliberately humiliate him!

Xia Feng made a clicking sound with his tongue, scoffing, "Some people may appear pure and celestial, but in reality, their hearts are filled with darkness."

"!"

Jiang Qiue's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she hadn't heard his mockery, and simply pressed her lips together and spoke calmly, "You have three seconds to decide."

Hearing this brazen threat, Xia Feng exhaled sharply, his heart filled with resolve—cunning fox, just you wait! Once we reach Cha Naixue's castle, I'll let you experience what true humiliation feels like!!

Without any further words, he crouched forward.

Her soft, fair abdomen, highlighted by the bright red traces, appeared enchantingly supple. The tender red naval resembled a captivating red gem, shimmering with a moist, slippery luster.

Gazing past her near abdomen, Xia Feng's dark eyes lifted slightly; the overwhelming peaks and ranges obscured his line of sight, yet he could still make out those ethereal celestial eyes hidden above the summits, like the uncaring heavens peering down upon all living beings.

.....

Xia Feng transferred the Dragon Blood into the red gem, and strands of golden thread passed over the clear red marks, seeping into the Fallen Seal.

Jiang Qiue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her hands pressing down on Xia Feng's black hair, looking down silently at the submissive demeanor of this enemy. A morbid flush appeared on her cold beauty again, her breathing quickened.

Xia Feng could clearly feel the goosebumps rising on the surface of the green-dressed woman's abdomen, her long legs tightly closed beneath her skirt.

Excited by this? Xia Feng mocked inwardly. It wasn't long before he pushed away Jiang Qiue's delicate hand from his hair, stood up, and said coldly, "Is that enough?"

Seeing his dissatisfaction, Jiang Qiue didn't say anything, merely straightened her dress back to its pristine, aloof elegance. Then she took his hand and hummed softly, "Let's go."

Xia Feng tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Go? Do you know where to? "

"....." Jiang Qiue stopped.

"Snow Castle," Xia Feng narrowed his eyes and named the place.

Jiang Qiue was momentarily stunned; that was clearly Holy Daughter Cha Naixue's castle—could it really be there?