I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Mu Qingtong never imagined that the Non-Love Jade in conjunction with the Sea of Memory would be utterly ineffective.

However, this was indeed her own mistake.

She had not considered the diverse and complex feelings Mr. Xia had for her.

But it's alright, the recent failure can serve as a lesson.

Only....

"Sorry, Miss Mu, my level is above yours!" Seeing this fellow's arrogant demeanor once again, Mu Qingtong narrowed her luminous eyes.

What does it mean?

What is this guy planning?

She inexplicably had a bad premonition.

Xia Feng smiled slightly, quietly appreciating the cautious little face of the silver-haired woman as she gradually became more wary.

"What's the matter, Miss Mu? I haven't made a move yet, and you're already scared?" Xia Feng was extremely pleased; he had waited for this moment!

He was waiting for Miss Mu to exhaust all her trump cards so he could deliver an absolute kill!

Leaving her with no power to resist, socially dead on the spot, utterly ashamed!

"Miss Mu, how about this? You beg me for mercy first and say something nice." Xia Feng said contentedly, with a light smile, "So later, when I reveal my trump card, I'll go easy and not embarrass you too much."

Seeing this fellow's confidence, Mu Qingtong narrowed her golden beautiful eyes, carefully recalling her actions but seeing nothing amiss.

So even if Mr. Xia had stolen the 'Sea of Memory' through observation, making her embarrassed with it was unlikely.

The most possible scenario now was that Mr. Xia was just trying to scare her.

Fabricating a so-called trump card, thinking it could intimidate her?

Thinking of this, Mu Qingtong's mood slightly relaxed, her indifferent expression unchanged, "Mr. Xia, just show your tricks."

She smiled shallowly with interest, "I'm curious how you can embarrass me?"

Oh, Miss Mu, you're very brave, Xia Feng raised an eyebrow, "Then first release my Spiritual Pressure constraint."

Mu Qingtong's fine eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Xia Feng saw her hesitation and smiled faintly, "Why, are you afraid already?"

Mu Qingtong's expression remained cool, she waved her hand casually to remove the Sealing Spirit Skill from Xia Feng, "Begin your performance, Mr. Xia."

The Mu Qingtong clone behind also released Xia Feng's hands,

Xia Feng shook his wrists, and without hesitation, directly activated the Spiritual Particle to begin constructing the Spiritual Particle Structure.

Indeed, the Sea of Memory... Mu Qingtong calmly watched Xia Feng's movements, watched him extract a stream of memory light from the depths of his soul memory, pressing his hands together, releasing it instantly.

The holographic image of the Sea of Memory set by Mu Qingtong hadn't disappeared yet, positioned on the left.

Xia Feng opened the Sea of Memory on the right, forming another holographic image.

The image showed a laboratory.

The environment design was full of a sense of technology—white walls, smooth floors, and fluorescent lights embedded in the ceiling walls, illuminating various spiritual material processing industrial equipment below.

The laboratory had only three Mu Qingtongs, one in a black dress, and two in white lab coats.

The two in white lab coats stood on either side of the central console, wearing half-frame gold wire glasses, bowing their heads and focusing on their work.

As for the woman in a black dress, she stood in a corner at a glass podium.

She bowed her head, hands resting on the edge of the podium, her beautiful eyes closed, exhaling deeply, her arched eyelids gently quivering.

This was the image Xia Feng saw back at the Evil River.

"Crack—crack—"

"Crack!"

The cylindrical glass podium continuously fractured centered on the woman's fingertips—

The cracks rapidly spread across the entire glass surface.

"Mr. Xia, don't you often ask me if I love you?"

The woman in the black dress slightly lowered her cool golden eyes and silently stared at the suspended human skull above the podium, "Now, I can answer you."

The voice was hauntingly like the key to unlocking a sealed shackle.

"!!!" The buried image deep in Mu Qingtong's memory burst forth, crashing into her suddenly shrinking cold golden pupils, her elevated snow white neck stiffened slightly.

This guy! How does he know...

Xia Feng glanced at the Mu Qingtongs before and after him, enjoying their gradually dazed cold little faces, those magnified yet constricted surprised pupils, so joyful, truly joyful indeed!

Xia Feng found himself somewhat addicted to this feeling, loving to see Miss Mu's expression of bewilderment and amazement.

Especially when it's two Miss Mus together.

Double the delight!

At this moment, his lips curved with such joy that even an AK couldn't suppress, he stretched out his hand and patted the tense cheek of Mu Qingtong behind him, then softly on Mu Qingtong's soft bouncy face in front with a "pia~pia~"

"Hey, hey, Miss Mu, what's wrong?"

"Such stiff expressions, is something peculiar about to happen?" Xia Feng's tone was full of curiosity.

The two Mu Qingtongs turned their little faces blankly, quietly stared at him for a second, and the depths of their golden eyes suddenly twisted into a pale gold ☩.

Xia Feng was forcefully restrained, while Mu Qingtong's right fingertips lit up with purple electricity, transforming into a Thunder Snake charging towards the holographic image formed by the Sea of Memory.

The Dao Spirit Clothes of the Sea of Memory had usage restrictions, within 48 hours, only one specific memory could be manifested once.

Evidently, Mu Qingtong intended to destroy the image first to buy herself some time.

But alas, the foolish Miss Mu could only struggle in vain! Xia Feng's pupils twisted into Heavy Pupils form, under the effect of the Eye of Mistakes, the escaping purple snake lightning missed the target, and was completely absorbed by his Absolute Rebirth.

"Miss Mu, what are you doing?"

Xia Feng was forcefully restrained, his body unable to move, but this didn't prevent him from making extremely joyful smiles, black eyes mocking.

The sword failed to attack and destroy at a distance, Mu Qingtong's beautiful brows were tightly furrowed, ignoring this guy's taunts, merely fixed her little face and twisted her waist, intending to charge forcibly towards the laboratory image.

"Now that you're here, you want to leave?" Xia Feng's forehead lit up with a golden halo, rapidly expanding and shrouding the two.

B-level Spiritual Artifact · Vajra Ring, capable of limiting short-range transmission within the scope.

The distant maid Fei's shadow flickered, but failed to swap spaces with Mu Qingtong, instead, she was forcibly bound to the ground by Xia Feng using Thousand Hands.

Simultaneously, Xia Feng unfolded Six-tailed, the front three and back three respectively encircled the waist and thighs of the two Mu Qingtongs,

The three people who had leaped into the air due to Mu Qingtong's sudden rise, fell back to the sofa fiercely.

"Thunk!"

Xia Feng indeed had unleashed all his means, forcibly pulling Double Mu Lock onto himself.

Tables turned, it was Xia Feng's turn to grab the silver-haired woman's face, under her gaze of cold fury from her golden eyes, pulling her cool little face, forcing her to turn and watch the laboratory image.

"Miss Mu, weren't you interested in my trump card?"

Xia Feng whispered close to her lonesome strands near her ear root, shared a gaze with her contracting golden pupils at the image, amused, "Now, still interested?"

The image showed Mu Qingtong's slender fingers caressing the bone of the skull, with too many emotions in those cool eyes at the moment.

"Confusion, sadness, anger, endless regret...."

Xia Feng also used his fingertips to lift the silver-haired woman's face, lightly playing with the curve of her tightly pursed lips, "See that, Miss Mu? These are all your emotions for so many days after my death~ The confusion of losing my company, the sadness that the beloved is no longer here, the anger of not being able to be toyed with by me anymore, and... the endless regret of never having confessed before I died!

"I must say, Miss Mu, your beautiful emotions are truly...."

Xia Feng's thin lips leaned close to the silver-haired woman's ear root, gradually burning with barely perceptible heat, "Euphoric~"

"!!!!"