Chapter 298 298. Mr. Xia, please stick out your tongue

Living room, under the elegant crystal chandelier.

Xia Feng looked at Mu Qingtong left and right.

It has to be said that when the two Mu Qingtongs smiled faintly and looked at him with their beautiful eyes, Xia Feng felt a little horrified.

One world-destroying witch was terrifying enough, but two? Xia Feng felt his body couldn't handle it. It was terrifying!

Xia Feng curiously reached out and poked the clone Mu's face. The tender flesh sank slightly, and the beautiful eyes under the half-frame gold-rimmed glasses raised slightly: "Mr. Xia, can you please stop touching me?"

Xia Feng blinked, then glanced at his original form, puzzled. "So, what kind of existence is this clone of yours? Are you controlling it? Or does it also possess self-awareness?"

"The clone does have self-awareness." The clone Mu said in a calm voice.

The original Mu continued, "But you can understand it as my consciousness having two bodies, and can control the actions of both bodies at the same time."

"In addition, the clone shares the original body's physical fitness, fighting ability, and spiritual weapon ability."

Mu's clone took off his half-framed glasses and continued to explain, "But unfortunately, we can't share spiritual clothes, and we can't practice spiritual pressure."

The two Miss Mus chatted back and forth, and Xia Feng shook his head speechlessly, "No, can you please talk alone? It's giving me a headache."

After Mu Qingtong put his glasses on the coffee table, he left a shadow there and suddenly flashed to Xia Feng's side!

So fast! Xia Feng's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to step back, but Mu Qingtong, who had been standing behind him, suddenly stepped forward and hugged him!

"what you do--"

Xia Feng was shocked. Everything happened too suddenly. His right hand, which was about to elbow backward, was grabbed by the wrist by the woman in the black dress behind him and pulled back to the back of his neck. His left hand was grabbed by the woman in the black dress in front of him and pulled above his head.

Mu Qingtong's beautiful little face was so close to him, and Xia Feng's breathing stopped as he could hear Mu Qingtong's hot breath in his ear.

The living room fell into a brief silence.

In the breeze, two black skirts fluttered, and the same long silver hair hung down to the waist. Xia Feng, who was sandwiched in the middle, had his black pupils slowly dilated. As the moist red lips of the woman in the black skirt in front of him slowly moved closer, his heartbeat began to accelerate.

"Mr. Xia, what are you expecting?" The red lips paused half an inch before the thin lips, and Mu Qingtong's playful smile sounded in the ears behind her.

Xia Feng shuddered and suddenly woke up. Mu Qingtong stepped back slightly, her beautiful eyes staring at him quietly. She asked in a teasing tone, "Mr. Xia, what are you looking forward to?"

Xia Feng: “.”

"Are you looking forward to being violated by us together?" Mu Qingtong stretched out her slender hand from behind and clamped his jaw. He raised his neck high, and his heart seemed to be tightened.

".I didn't." Xia Feng couldn't hold it back.

"Mr. Xia, as long as you admit that you like me, you must stick out your tongue and pant when you say it."

Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes were calm and peaceful as she looked down at Xia Feng. "If you can do this, I will meet your expectations."

"." Xia Feng narrowed his eyes and tutted, "Miss Mu, if this is all you have, then you're truly too inexperienced."

"Do you really think I would be tempted by this?"

Xia Feng raised his chin and sneered, "Besides, there are only two Mu Qingtongs. I wouldn't be afraid even if there were a hundred of them."

"Ms. Mu Qingtong, your lunch is here."

The conversation between the two was interrupted by the knock on the door by the waiter delivering the food.

The two Mu Qingtongs chuckled and patted Xia Feng's face, "Let me let you go for now."

"Tsk, whoever lets who go will be spared!"

For the next seven days, Xia Feng and the two Mu Qingtongs basically stayed in the presidential suite.

The clone Mu Qingtong likes to sit on the balcony and read books, while the original Mu Qingtong sits on the sofa with legs crossed and closes his eyes to practice.

Xia Feng had nothing to do so he could only read for a while, pretend to practice for a while, and then go to the Dragon God Space to play with Miss Xielong.

In addition, the insidious Miss Mu took advantage of the presence of her clone to challenge him to fighting duels every day. The two Mu Qingtongs had exactly the same physical fitness, so Xia Feng could only be beaten up and often fell on the bed exhausted and unable to get up.

However, when going to bed at night, Xia Feng experienced for the first time the feeling of hugging twins on both sides.

The presidential suite clearly had three bedrooms, but the two Mu Qingtongs insisted on sharing a bed with him. Xia Feng understood that Miss Mu did this on purpose. She just wanted to see him erect from dusk to dawn and keep him awake all night.

Very hateful!

However, I have to say that these seven days are indeed the most comfortable and relaxing period in the past few months.

During these seven days, he also took his mental strength to a higher level by constantly and crazily absorbing dragons.

His mental power at the third level was 598. Previously, he had achieved an all-round improvement in his overall fitness by being promoted to the fourth level, with his mental power increased by a full 200 points. The high-intensity dragon-absorbing in the past few days had resulted in a qualitative improvement of his mental power by another 210 points.

With the advancement of his spiritual pressure, his daily dragon absorption efficiency has also been greatly improved. He can convert up to 30 points a day at the fastest. In less than ten days, it is equivalent to the effect of being promoted to the fourth level. It is still very powerful.

[Current Mental Power: 1008Soc]

Above 300 is the general five category, 500~1000 is the true five category, and 1000 and above is the mental strength that only the Venerables have.

Xia Feng was very satisfied, and his mental strength took a big step forward.

"Mu Shen! Mu Shen! Mu Shen!!"

The excited cheers brought Xia Feng back to his senses. He tilted his head and looked down through the floor-to-ceiling window.

The spiritual singing competition has begun.

Ten giant light screens formed a circle in the air, and the stage lights below were flashing.

Tens of thousands of people waved glow sticks, surging like waves, and as the song reached its climax, the screams and cheers seemed to tear the entire venue apart.

“Boom!!”

The huge venue was in an uproar, with screams drowning out the thunder in the sky.

I have to say that this giant venue with a capacity of 100,000 people is very well enclosed. While the outside world is pouring with rain, the inside world is full of carnival dancing and colorful neon lights illuminating the entire venue. It is completely two different worlds.

If it weren't for the faint rustling sound and thunder in the sky, no one would have known it was raining outside.

Xia Feng looked through the Eye of Deconstruction at the gray sky outside where purple lightning kept flashing, and frowned.

"There's a problem." Mu Qingtong next to him was the first to express his opinion.

"You stole my line, huh?"

Xia Feng had just finished speaking when his voice suddenly stopped and he turned around to see a large group of people approaching the room at a very fast speed.

The clone Mu Qingtong was already waiting on the stage, it couldn't be her.

"Hide well." Mu Qingtong's thoughts echoed in Xia Feng's mind, and the two hid in the closet and entered a hidden state together.

"This is your room, why are we hiding in this damn place?"

"Shh-"

"Bang!" The locked door was slammed open and ten people walked in one after another.

They all wore crimson priest cloaks with a flower symbol outlined in light gold lines carved in the center of the cloak. It looked like two golden birds connected head to tail to form a garland.

The leader was a middle-aged man in a black tailcoat and white gloves. He looked like the butler of a noble family.

"Gorse?" Xia Feng easily recognized the identity of this group of people.

As the super clan of the empire, the Plantagenets’ [mother] is the main personality of Yue Hongli.

Seeing this, Yue Hongli woke up and became interested.

(End of this chapter)