Chapter 178 178. The Dragon God's Desire

Two Miss Evil Dragons?

Is it a clone? Just when Xia Feng was confused.

The woman in the star-shaped skirt standing beside the throne walked down the stairs.

The delicate ankles wrapped by the tail of the skirt were faintly visible under the skirt, and the snow-white feet stepped lightly on the soft grass and slowly walked towards Xia Feng.

For some reason, as the woman approached, Xia Feng's gaze involuntarily froze.

This Miss Evil Dragon is different from the one leaning on the throne.

The person in front of him had strange dragon scales at the corners of his eyes, and his majestic pale vertical pupils were curved with a bright smile. The moment Xia Feng's dark eyes met his, his pupils dilated uncontrollably and his breathing began to become rapid.

At this moment, he simply felt that Miss Evil Dragon was absolutely the most beautiful female in the world! He really wanted to have a hearty close combat with this female creature!

The moment a strange and crazy idea arose, it could not be suppressed. The scene of riding the evil dragon and fighting fiercely was already outlined in his mind.

He was so thirsty that he was intoxicated by Miss Xielong's vertical gaze. That majestic and charming little face with endless enchantment was right before his eyes.

Miss Xielong didn't seem surprised by Xia Feng's gradual daze and loss. She just gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled, "Am I beautiful?"

"!" Xia Feng's heart jumped into his throat. In his lost and sinking vision, there was only Miss Xielong's peaceful smile and her gently opening and closing red lips that were as beautiful as roses.

The world is silent.

The red lips, with a faint smile, slowly approached his ear and whispered coldly between his hair and earlobe: "Answer me, am I beautiful?"

". Beautiful." Xia Feng's black pupils sometimes dispersed and sometimes focused, his red cheeks full of intoxication, and he murmured, "Beautiful."

The woman in the star-shaped skirt stepped back slightly, and gently stroked Xia Feng's cheek with her slender hand. Her strange vertical pupils were like a bottomless white abyss, as if to absorb Xia Feng's soul. "Human, what are you waiting for?"

Following the woman's condescending voice, Xia Feng couldn't help but raise his hands and gently hugged Miss Xielong's slender waist. The touch felt unexpectedly real, and he held her in his arms.

But at this moment, he only felt his mind scattered, and his soul felt a sharp pain as if it was being squeezed, as if it would disintegrate and be swallowed into the abyss at any time.

But Xia Feng didn't know what was wrong with him. Even though he was about to die, he still held Miss Xielong tightly, wanting to feel the softness in her arms before his life ended. He couldn't waste a single minute.

"return!"

The majestic and cold voice was like a huge bell hanging in the sky, which directly shook Xia Feng's soul and woke him up suddenly.

Swish--

Countless pitch-black mist chains shot out from the throne, bound Miss Xielong's waist in Xia Feng's arms, circled her wrists and ankles, and pulled her back suddenly!

Retracted into the body of the woman on the throne of God.

Miss Evil Dragon's body also instantly merged with the body of the woman on the throne.

But Miss Evil Dragon seemed to still want to struggle. When she stretched out her hands to pinch the slender neck of the woman on the throne, her hands gradually became ethereal and dissipated, but she still caused damage to the woman on the throne.

A tiny bloodstain appeared on the smooth side of the neck, and the bright golden blood slowly flowed down along the white collarbone and disappeared into the darkness.

The woman on the throne closed the book in her hand. After the faint blush on her face faded, she raised her head, her pupils calmly looking down at Xia Feng below: "My believer, you have come at the wrong time."

After recovering from the brink of death, Xia Feng clutched his chest with lingering fear, but the desire in his heart remained undimmed. He shook his head, tried to calm down, and looked up in confusion: "So, Lord Dragon God, what was that just now..."

"Desire."

The woman on the throne looked indifferent. "I am about to enter maturity. These growing reproductive desires have rebounded under my suppression, and under the influence of evil forces, they have mutated and turned against me. In order to suppress the growing desires again, I have no choice but to separate them and form a desire clone."

"And just as the Desire Clone was forming, you barged in, causing me to almost be taken over by the Desire Clone."

"Oh, sorry."

"I don't mean to blame you. Ignorance is not wrong." The woman on the throne shook her head. "I just want to remind you that you have been infected with my desires."

Xia Feng bent down with his throat still a little dry. Indeed, he still wanted to have something to do with Miss Xielong.

"But it's not a big deal. It's not difficult to eradicate this desire. You just need to have sex with a female for a hundred days and it will be eradicated."

"Ah?" Xia Feng looked up in disbelief. He suspected that he had heard it wrongly. What kind of heaven-defying poison was this?

"What's wrong?" Seeing Xia Feng's embarrassment, the woman on the throne asked with a slightly puzzled tone, "According to your human age calculation, you should be an adult and have a wife, right? Don't you have a partner yet?"

“.”

This isn't a question of having a partner! Xia Feng is about to split apart, and it will last for a hundred days? Do you think I'm a human teddy bear?

"Oh yes, I remember now." Miss Evil Dragon nodded as if she suddenly remembered something. "The duration of sexual intercourse for human males is very short. They can't last for several years like the dragon race."

".?!!" Xia Feng's face was expressionless. He felt like he was being looked down upon. Damn it! What kind of bizarre race is this dragon? Have they evolved to this extent just to continue their offspring?!

Complaining in his heart, Xia Feng frowned and said helplessly: "So, Lord Dragon God, is there any other way?"

After a moment of silence, Di Si pursed her lips and nodded, saying calmly, "There is indeed another way. My blood can also eliminate your desires. However, there is a very small chance that humans who inhale 'Dragon Spirit Blood' will mutate into dragon-like characteristics and become half-dragon. This is not a good thing for you."

Hearing this, Xia Feng was stunned. Miss Xielong had previously introduced some information about the dragon clan to him.

In addition to pure-blooded dragons, there are also half-dragons and dragon descendants. Half-dragons are humans who have been nourished by dragon blood or have developed dragon characteristics under the influence of certain spiritual materials.

Dragonborn refers to the complete form of a half-dragon person, who has the appearance of a human and the ability to transform into a dragon. There are only a handful of dragonborn in the history of the dragon race.

"In addition, my spiritual blood also contains enormous evil power, I'm afraid you can't bear it." The woman on the throne stopped talking halfway, because she found that when Xia Feng heard her words, his black pupils suddenly lit up, and his eyes were full of excitement as he stared at her.

“.”

Well, I forgot that this human believer would do anything to bear the pain for me.

That’s all. Emperor Si shook her head, her pupils indifferent. “Human, if you don’t mind growing a dragon tail in the future, then I can grant you dragon spirit blood to eliminate your desires.”

In fact, Xia Feng had long since given up on being human! Besides, it was just a dragon tail growing out of him. What was there to be afraid of? Thinking of this, his black pupils shone as he walked straight towards the throne.

Come close to the woman on the throne.

Di Si raised her eyes slightly, and in her confused gaze, Xia Feng slowly lowered his head, as if he wanted to move closer to her neck.

The tiny wound on the side of her neck had not yet healed, and bright golden blood flowed slowly along her fair skin to her delicate crescent-shaped collarbone, forming a fountain of divine blood.

"No, wait a minute." Miss Xielong came to her senses and quickly held Xia Feng's shoulder.

(End of this chapter)