I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

A gentle breeze blew, with the fragrance of gardenias lingering around the nose.

Suddenly awakened, Xia Feng's dark eyes lost some light as he gazed upward, slowly focusing.

The scenes in the dream were both illusory and real.

It seemed like the future, yet also like a picture conjured out of thin air, unreal.

This made Xia Feng inevitably think of Cha Naixue's A-level Spiritual Artifact - Nailuo Realm.

The Nailuo Realm consumes the Power of Faith to deduce the future, a future that isn't 100% accurate, only providing a possibility.

In contemplation, Xia Feng frowned as he was about to get up, but found at his waist and back two silver-haired witches clinging to him like two muddy octopuses....

The two absolutely beautiful faces buried in his neck burned with frightening heat.

Seeing this scene, Xia Feng's lips curled coldly. He grasped Miss Mu's slender shoulders to flip her over, but unfortunately, in the next moment, both witches abruptly opened their eyes, their gazes indifferent:

"What are you going to do?"

Xia Feng wasn't polite, patting her flushed, sweaty cheek, "Miss Mu, you must stay vigilant in the future. Don't let me find a chance, or—here...."

He pressed the pad of his thumb against the lower lip of the silver-haired witch, speaking indifferently as his hand caressed down her elegant back curve, "and here!"

Leaning in, he laughed coldly, "I'll ruin you completely!"

"!" Mu Qingtong's smooth shoulders tensed, inexplicably feeling a chill.

She could tell that Mr. Xia was serious.

If Mr. Xia really found a chance, he truly would unleash all today's humiliation and anger on her!

Thinking of such a scene, Mu Qingtong's fine eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

But fortunately—

Mr. Xia could only pitifully, sadly, laughably imagine that scene in his dreams.

The silver-haired witch smiled quietly, shook her head helplessly: "Mr. Xia, have you completed your sweet dreams?"

Seeing that this wretched witch didn't take his words to heart at all, Xia Feng's eyelids twitched. Just wait, Destructive Witch, you'll eventually be humiliated to lie face down wagging your behind....

Moreover.

It won't take long!

Next time, I will fulfill today's vow! Xia Feng swore viciously in his heart, beginning to plot his schemes.

As for now.

Xia Feng sneered contemptuously: "Miss Mu, if you don't want to suffer from the rebound of the Synchronized Pendant again, you'd better hurry and get off me."

The effect of the Synchronized Pendant is indeed formidable, coupled with Miss Mu's empathy with the doppelgangers, the impact she received doubled again on the basis of a hundred times stimulation,

even Miss Mu, with such strong willpower, passed out temporarily because of it, nearly losing all ability to act.

"When did you get this Divine Relic?" Mu Qingtong asked lightly, frowning. Mr. Xia's trump card was indeed tricky, forcing her to interrupt her plan to severely humiliate Mr. Xia.

"Stupid Miss Mu, you wouldn't think only you know how to secretly hide means."

Having barely regained a foothold, Xia Feng felt relaxed, especially seeing Miss Mu's furrowed light lamenting eyebrows, and her disrupted breathing, he became even more arrogant, sneering, "Guess if I have other means to counter you?"

Her moist silver hair stuck to her lips, her face forcibly lifted by Xia Feng's big hand, Mu Qingtong was compelled to crane her swan-like neck, her hardly gathered gold eyes losing light again, like an emotionless machine, casting a sidelong glance at the arrogant face of the man before her.

Bang—She suddenly clasped Xia Feng's wrist, forcibly pressing it to the top of Xia Feng's black hair,

The delicate silhouette leaned forward with an elegant face of curiosity bent low leaned forward, a gentle tone with subtle doubts: "Mr. Xia, do you think having the Synchronized Pendant makes me dare not use force against you?"

"?" Xia Feng paused for a moment, raised an eyebrow, "If you continue, you could experience feelings even more despairing than mine, are you sure about that?"

In theory, Mu Qingtong could use the Heavenly Destiny Stone's rules to control the depletion of Xia Feng's yang energy. After consuming it dozens of times, Xia Feng would be unable to bear this sense of despair.

And now, with the Synchronized Pendant, Mu Qingtong's Yin Energy would also be forced to release in synchronization, and even faster than Xia Feng's.

If Yin Energy were to be exhausted, Mu Qingtong would die instantly.

So, according to Xia Feng's expectations, Mu Qingtong, for the sake of her own life, would surely temporarily abandon the torture plan, or else they'd be finished together.

However, apparently....

"Mr. Xia, don't you know, what I hate most is—being threatened!"

Both of Xia Feng's earlobes were suddenly nudged by her breath, cold biting words trickling into his ears, "As for synchronization? Let's see....who can't bear it first!"

"?"

Crazy.

This witch has gone crazy!!

Xia Feng's dark eyes widened, his vision quickly became hazy, seeming to dream again of that destructive place, rains pouring torrentially.

Everything became unclear.

.....

.....

"I have to say, Miss Mu, your actions are truly laughable."

The safe house reverted to a homelike semblance.

The living room was very large, Xia Feng leisurely researched cooking in the open kitchen.

Two women in black dresses reclined on each side of the sofa, wearing semicircular gold-rimmed glasses with a scholarly elegance, quietly reading books.

Hearing Mr. Xia's mocking words, they pushed their glasses up and raised their heads in unison, eyes narrowing.

After she had finished speaking to Mr. Xia, she only did two more synchronizations before she voluntarily gave up....

Because she could feel her tongue hanging uncontrolled, if it continued, she would fall into a long period of unconsciousness, and should Mr. Xia awake earlier, unspecified terrible things might be done to her.

So ultimately, with no choice, even though Mr. Xia was smugly arrogant, she chose to ignore it, swallowing the loss.

Unfortunately, it seems today's return exchange resulted in a draw between her and Mr. Xia.

She didn't gain any significant advantage.

It seems urgent to quickly come up with a new plan,

A plan to 'truly and absolutely defeat' Mr. Xia, to leave him utterly powerless!

To let him....suffer complete defeat!

"Sigh, is Miss Mu afraid to retort against me now? Well, only three times and no more, I thought Miss Mu was much more formidable." Xia Feng said while making icy sugar-coated haws at the kitchen counter, glancing sarcastically in the sofa's direction.

Mu Qingtong pursed her lips, speaking lightly: "Stop talking. Are the sugar haws ready?"

"Almost, almost, why the rush." Xia Feng muttered.

"Working so inefficiently, delaying everything."

"Wanna eat them, then shut up Miss Mu."

"....."

The two argued back and forth, time passing very slowly.

In days of fleeing night and day, rare moments of leisure and calm.

But not long.

Both sensed something and looked up.

Only to see the boundless snowfields, two silhouettes darted through the stormy sky, landing, rushing underground towards the safe house.

They were very fast, occasionally looking back, seeming to be pursued by someone? Or were they checking to see if anyone was following?

They opened the door to the safe house, closed it with a backhand, Jiang Qiue expertly reinforcing the thirteen layers of varied, strange seals.

Only then did they feel assured.

Seeing that Xia Feng and company were already at the safe house, the two Holy Daughters weren't surprised either.

Cha Naixue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at the busy Xia Feng at the kitchen counter, then quickly walked to the black-dressed woman on the sofa, respectfully saying, "Though we didn't enter the city, we have mostly clarified the matters of the Black Moon Court."