Chapter 215 Black Phoenix, the Free Saker Falcon God

"Ice lock!"

Wang Feng raised his fingertips slightly, and a biting cold current instantly swept across the entire secret realm.

The originally shrouded mist of the Holy Spring suddenly condensed and turned into crystal clear ice crystals that floated down.

The calm surface of the spring froze instantly, making a slight "crackling" sound, and a layer of ice film as thin as a cicada's wing appeared.

Crash——

Several ice crystal chains with a faint blue cold light broke through the air and wrapped around the snow-white body like living snakes.

The chain precisely buckled the slender ankles, soft waist and delicate wrists, and suddenly pulled the still stunned woman out of the water.

"ah!"

The woman exclaimed as crystal drops of water slid down her curvaceous body.

The wet long hair drew a graceful arc in the air, and the water droplets on the ends of the hair condensed into tiny ice crystals in the cold air.

"who?!"

She wanted to curl up in shame and anger, but the ice chain suspended her in the air in a "spread" shape, exposing all her beautiful curves.

The moonlight filtered through the icy mist, casting a hazy glow on her moist skin, adding a touch of alluring luster.

Wang Feng watched all this coldly. The ice lock tightened slightly under his control, forcing the woman to straighten her chest.

Crystal clear water droplets slid down her delicate collarbone, condensed into tiny ice beads in the cold wind, and fell on the thin ice on the ground with a tinkling sound.

"Who are you! Why did you attack me?" After seeing Wang Feng's face clearly, the woman shouted in shame and anger.

She was horrified to find that not only was her magic power sealed, but even her mental power was completely imprisoned. At this moment, she was like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

'Am I going to lose my virginity here today?' she thought desperately, tears welling up in her eyes.

But looking at Wang Feng's handsome face, a ridiculous thought suddenly emerged in my mind: 'This thief is actually good-looking.'

Wang Feng raised the corner of his mouth with a cruel arc: "Me? I'm here to collect debts on behalf of Hai Dongqing!"

He lifted his fingers slightly, and the ice lock tightened, and red marks suddenly appeared on the woman's fair skin.

"You, the people of Xiayu, stole the Mingwucheng statue, bringing about the wrath of heaven, yet you pinned the blame on Haidongqing. Today, I am here to settle accounts with Xiayu, and you are the first one!"

"Wait!" The woman suddenly opened her eyes wide with tears, her voice trembling: "Are you here to save the Saker Falcon God?"

The ice chain continued to tighten. The woman frowned in pain, but she still struggled and shouted, "No, stop! We are not enemies! I... I want to rescue the Saker Falcon God!"

Wang Feng's expression froze: "You, save the Saker Falcon?"

"That's right!" The woman nodded hurriedly, her hair plastered to her sweaty cheeks. "I've long known about Xiayu's crimes and that Haidongqing is innocent. It's just that I lack strength, so I've been secretly looking for opportunities!"

Wang Feng's expression changed slightly, and the memory of the original timeline flashed through his mind - there was a "traitor" in Xiayu.

"Mo Fei." His eyes fixed, and he asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?"

"Song Feiyao!" the woman answered eagerly, her body bound by the ice chain trembling slightly.

After hearing the name, Wang Feng looked carefully at the woman in front of him.

There were traces of tears on her delicate oval face, and the S-shaped curve outlined by the ice lock was particularly eye-catching.

No wonder Mo Fan calls her "Fairy Sister"

It does have its merits.

Wang Feng coughed lightly and snapped his fingers crisply.

Snap—

The ice chain shattered and turned into ice crystals floating all over the sky.

"Oh!"

Song Feiyao fell hard on the ice, landing on his buttocks first.

She wrinkled her face in pain, then jumped up like a frightened rabbit and rushed to the clothes.

She hurriedly picked up the black dress that had frozen into a lump of ice and covered it in front of her body, then curled up on the ground like a quail.

"Um, senior, could you please turn around first?" Song Feiyao covered his face with his hands, his voice as soft as a mosquito's.

The red marks left by the chains on her fair skin were now faintly blushing.

"You're deceiving yourself." Wang Feng curled his lips.

Just now, I could even see the small black mole on the inside of her thigh clearly.

However, he still turned his back, but his mental power was still firmly locked on the other party to guard against possible sneak attacks.

Song Feiyao did not take the opportunity to attack, but instead used her magic power to melt the frozen black skirt and put it on in a hurry.

She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the clothes completely covered her body.

Recalling the embarrassing (crossed out) scene where he was almost crushed, Song Feiyao felt a little scared.

If she had spoken a second later, she would have been turned into a pulp.

"Senior, I'm fine." She whispered.

Wang Feng turned around expressionlessly and walked straight towards the Holy Spring.

Song Feiyao's pupils suddenly contracted as he watched Wang Feng offer a jade seal with dragon pattern.

The holy spring in the pool turned into a stream of light and was collected without a drop left in the blink of an eye!

"Senior!" Her voice changed. "What are you doing?!" The dry pool bottom made her feel like she was struck by lightning, and she froze in place.

Compared to being hung up for "viewing" just now, the shock at this moment was so great that it shook her soul.

This holy spring is a treasure that has been passed down for thousands of years in Xiayu Island, but now it has been taken away by this strange man!

"Xiayu Island will be destroyed tonight." Wang Feng played with the jade seal and sneered, "Instead of wasting it, it's better to return it to its original owner. I am the owner of the Holy Earth Spring. Why can't I take back what belongs to me?"

"Also," he added with a raised eyebrow, "My name is Wang Feng. I'm younger than you, so don't call me senior all the time."

Seinfeld opened his mouth, his worldview completely shattered.

The history of the Disheng Spring in Xiayu can be traced back to the ancient king period. This young man who calls himself Wang Feng actually claims to be its owner?

Wang Feng ignored Song Feiyao who was petrified, and asked, "Where is the Saker Falcon?"

Wang Feng ignored the dumbfounded Song Feiyao and asked directly, "Where is Hai Dongqing?"

"It's on the top of Xiayu Mountain." Song Feiyao answered as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Lead the way." Wang Feng's tone left no room for doubt.

Song Feiyao bit his lower lip hesitantly: "Wang Feng, Xiayu has nine super-class mages and dozens of high-level mages, so let's go like this..."

"Shut up!" Wang Feng interrupted her, a cold glint in his eyes. "Let alone nine, what if there are a hundred or a thousand super-level ones?"

With Heaven Mountain here, no matter how many mages there are, it will be in vain.

Song Feiyao was frightened by this domineering aura, and his lips, which were slightly purple from the cold, trembled slightly: "Please, please follow me."

…

When we arrived at the highest peak of Xiayu Island, we were surrounded by dark clouds and glaring thunder struck from time to time.

Beneath the rolling dark clouds, stood a majestic figure.

It was a giant eagle with a completely black body, except for its head and tail feathers which were as white as snow. It was particularly eye-catching in the dark sky.

At this moment, its slender neck was tightly wrapped in lightning chains, and its feet were also shackled with the same silver shackles, and each chain was emitting dazzling electric light.

"Gadfly, you are free!"

(End of this chapter)