Chapter 1027 1027. Who of you will go first, or will we go together?

Xia Feng frowned and raised his chin, without resisting. He controlled the flow of dragon spirit blood and let the fox absorb it.

Time flows slowly.

Jiang Qiu'e buried her face in the water, sipping it in small sips, with a calm expression, seemingly not in a hurry, but Xia Feng's breathing slowly quickened.

It was the will of the bee colony that started to work again, making him crave Jiang Qiu'e's honey.

This was the poison of lust that Jiang Qiu'e would instill in him every time she helped him shape his body and raised him.

Xia Feng warned her not to plant this poison, but unfortunately, Shao Fox didn't listen at all.

Xia Feng was resurrected from the Evil River, and even her birth could not stop her.

I can only be forced to be poisoned every time.

Obviously, he hadn't felt much in the past few days, but now that he was close to Jiang Qiu'e, that feeling of desire came back again.

However, this time it seems to be more severe than ever before.

It's not just a simple desire, but a gradually morbid mentality. He suddenly wants

Stick out your tongue at Jiang Qiu'e!

Sensing the psychological abnormality, Xia Feng's pupils shrank slightly.

[You are under attack from the Reversal Covenant Disease Cup——]

[The Reversed Covenant is a divine relic, copying failed—]

This is what Jiang Qiu'e got during the two months she disappeared.

Last time, before the Battle of Xumi began, Jiang Qiu'e used the Reversal Covenant Yin-Yang Cup and teamed up with Cha Naxue to enslave him in reverse.

But he unexpectedly suppressed the rebellion and instigated Cha Nai Xue to rebel.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng raised his hand and forcibly pushed the woman in the green skirt away. He saw the celestial cold and pretty face close at hand, staring at him expressionlessly, her eyes clear and quiet. She hummed in confusion, "What's wrong?"

As the cherry-colored lips opened and closed, there were still traces of bright red blood and crystals at the corners of the lips, and the silk thread broke in the air.

Xia Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and the morbid desire to stick out his tongue at the woman and ask for a head pat became stronger. His Adam's apple bulged, and he suddenly lowered his head in confusion.

Jiang Qiu'e just opened her lips, but was blocked by the kiss. Her ethereal pupils widened, and her body fell back and was forced to sit on the sofa by Xia Feng.

As she tilted her slender neck back, her eyes met the gaze of the woman in the black dress floating in the middle of the living room.

Those beautiful golden eyes were calm and indifferent from beginning to end. Even when she was trapped in the Mirage Realm, she did not get angry at all. It was as if everything was under her control, and death was not worth mentioning to her.

And now, Jiang Qiu'e still didn't see any change in the black-dressed woman's beautiful eyes. She just said in a cold voice, as if it came from her master, "Mr. Xia, wake up."

"Hmm~"

Looking past the man's ears, neck and black hair, Jiang Qiu'e quietly looked at the woman in the black dress. She raised her slender hands and tried to push away Mr. Xia's shoulders, but the next moment, Mr. Xia grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her hips.

Mr. Xia's gaze moved downward along her neck, becoming increasingly excessive. She immediately rebuked him in a low voice, "Xia Feng! What are you trying to do to me?"

Xia Feng seemed to be possessed by a demon and didn't hear what she said at all. He grabbed her collar and pulled her down, causing her elegant green skirt to become disheveled. Her brows furrowed in anger, and she bit her lips lightly as she struggled. She looked like a fairy stained by the mundane world, and her ethereal temperament became even more charming.

She turned her cold little face away, her swan-like neck slowly lifted up, and her green skirt and waist also lifted up. She forcibly pulled out her right hand and continued to push and press Xia Feng's broad shoulders.

But she seemed powerless and could only angrily scold: "Are you crazy, Xia?"

Xia Feng was in a daze. He only felt an endless stream of yin energy flowing towards him from the soul of the woman in green skirt.

The evil fire in his heart grew stronger and stronger, and he just wanted to expose his desire like a dog, unscrupulously, and lick more honey.

Seeing Mr. Xia's frantic look, Jiang Qiu'e noticed that the expression of the woman in the black dress opposite her had finally changed a little. Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were cold. "What did you do to him?"

Jiang Qiu'e leaned back on the sofa, her snow-white slender feet turned inwards. She pressed Mr. Xia's forehead with one hand and covered her lips and nose with the other. She tilted her chin up, her pure eyes filled with displeasure, and her voice trembled with seductiveness. "Mu Qingtong, what do you mean by this? I am the victim! Quickly let Cha~Naixue pull him away!"

Da~da~

Under the gaze of the two women, the woman in the snow-white skirt stepped on her slender high heels, but she did not pull Xia Feng, but slowly walked to the back of the sofa.

He grabbed Jiang Qiu'e's wrists and pulled them above her head, forcing her graceful body to bend upwards again. Her breathing became rapid, and she could hardly suppress the pleasant sound in her throat, so she gritted her teeth.

Cha Naixue glanced at Xia Feng's selfless actions, raised her eyes, smiled softly, and said softly: "Sister Mu, I want to ask you a question."

"Do you like Xiao Feng?"

Although it is a problem, it is full of malice.

That malice was a mixture of all the negative emotions she felt towards Mu Qingtong as Xia Feng's childhood sweetheart, including envy, admiration, jealousy, resentment, and regret.

Cha Nai Xue smiled with a crescent moon in her eyes and shook her head.

What a pity,

The absurd scene on the sofa was reflected in the golden eyes of the woman in the black dress. Mu Qingtong's eyes remained calm, and she was really able to keep her composure.

But the particle state of the star sea inside the abdomen became obviously unstable.

Mu Qingtong remained silent and continued to accelerate the stabilization and reconstruction of the particle state.

"The Symptom Cup. Under the influence of this divine relic, Xia Feng will absorb Jiang Qiu'e's Yin Qi and acquire the same psychological symptoms as her. The more Yin Qi he absorbs, the stronger the symptoms will be."

While holding Jiang Qiu'e's hands, Cha Naixue looked up, sighed, and curved her eyebrows. "Sister Mu, I don't want to do this either. But if you agree with April, I won't let Xiaofeng suffer from the same psychological disorder as Jiang Qiu'e. How about it?"

“.”

It seems that Mr. Xia is still too lenient, allowing these two ignorant female slaves to act so spoiled and presumptuous time and time again.

Mu Qingtong ignored Chanaixue's words, simply continuing to maintain the stability of the particles, trying to separate a wisp of her mind. Seeing the fox tail of the woman in the green skirt swaying, about to completely merge with Mr. Xia's yin and yang, she thought, finally finding a gap and activating the Destiny Stone.

A silver-haired loli in a little black dress appeared out of nowhere.

Loli Mu held a sickle, her young face full of murderous madness, and rushed towards the sofa in an instant.

Whoosh——

The coffee table, the floor, the ceiling, the walls, the entire space were cracked as if under heavy pressure. As the silver-haired loli moved forward, the light flickered.

The space was filled with terrifying pressure and aura, as if the god of death himself had arrived.

Cha Naixue's eyes narrowed slightly, and she was the first to step back. Jiang Qiu'e, who was originally weak and powerless, also suddenly flew into the air, trying to avoid it, but her head was still chopped off by the sickle in an instant.

Peng - the green skirt turned into a wisp of green smoke and condensed again in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, without any damage.

Loli Mu grabbed Xia Feng's collar, glanced at the man's blushing face with a cold gaze, and said with disdain, "Tsk~"

Throwing the man to her main body, she swung her sickle and glared coldly at the two women in front of her. "Who will go first, or will you all go together?"

(End of this chapter)