Chapter 371 371. Result

After stimulation.

The expected reaction did not occur, but instead the black-dressed woman's right hand became even stronger!

Xia Feng suddenly realized that his mind had been silently influenced again!

The stimulating power of stimulants has different effects on different organs.

Stimulating the hands will not cause any bad reaction in Mu Qingtong, but will instead increase his strength.

Although the increased power was insignificant, Xia Feng quickly canceled this excited state.

at the same time.

[N-level spiritual weapon - limb-severing superman]

【Optimization successful——】

【N·Broken Limb Superman (Optimized Version)】

[——Severed limbs can be controlled by your mind. For example, if you sever your right palm, you can control its movement freely with your mind.]

Under Mu Qingtong's surprised gaze, Xia Feng's right palm suddenly left his elbow. The flesh-red cut was smooth and no blood flowed out.

The hand with dancing fingers quickly flew towards the waists of the two men!

It looks like he wants to lift the suppressing curse.

Seeing this, Mu Qingtong quickly moved her firm buttocks. Xia Feng used his mind to control his palm and was about to move it down along the abdomen of the two people, but found that there was no gap to go through.

After trying several times without success, the evil fire in Xia Feng's eyes became increasingly difficult to suppress.

So he no longer thought about lifting the curse, but instead controlled his palm to grab Mu Qingtong's vital point!

excitation--

Mu Qingtong's face froze slightly. She didn't expect this to happen. She was careless for a moment and failed to protect her vital parts, and was directly controlled by Xia Feng.

However, she was used to it and let Mr. Xia do whatever he wanted. She took a deep breath to suppress her bad physiological reaction.

Just as she was about to speak without changing her expression, she heard the man's low, magnetic voice speak first:

"Miss Mu, look at the sky, it seems to be raining?"

Mu Qingtong raised her beautiful eyes slightly. The moonlight outside the window was still clear and quiet. The thin clouds and mist did not condense into rain, but the mist became more and more humid.

Beneath the fog are tall buildings.

On the high-rise building opposite this building, there is a vertical skylight screen. The giant advertising screen is showing a replay of Mu Qingtong wearing a luxurious long dress, standing in the center of the stage and singing softly.

Thousands of people cheered in the stadium.

The faint sound of singing passed through the thin clouds and reached the top floor of the building.

Mu Qingtong's long legs under her black skirt couldn't help but rub and squeeze together even tighter, leaving no gap.

She lowered her eyes again, staring at the man beneath her without changing her expression, pursed her lips and said softly, "Mr. Xia, you're mistaken. It's not raining outside."

"Oh, really?" Xia Feng lay on his back, looking puzzled. "Then why is my stomach a little wet?"

Mu Qingtong frowned, her beautiful eyes dim, and she moved her hips silently.

She could feel that the man's emotions and anger had reached a critical point, making his whole body extremely hot and full of anger.

But he always suppressed his emotions and refused to give in to her in words.

This reminded her of Mr. Xia's appearance in the arms of the Goddess of Eternal Day not long ago, allowing the so-called goddess to invade him without any resistance.

In fact, Mu Qingtong could see that Mr. Xia had a very special feeling for that woman, like attachment, but also like inexplicable absolute trust.

Perhaps it was because Gong Changyi was Xia Feng's master during his childhood that Mr. Xia had an extraordinary trust and bond with this false god.

This emotion made Mu Qingtong unhappy.

She allowed Mr. Xia to surrender at her feet, but she did not allow him to recognize any other God as his Lord.

"Ms. Mu, I'll give you one last chance. Let go of your inhibitions!"

At this moment, Mr. Xia looked up at her with a sneer in his black pupils, "Otherwise, I will use the Eternal Day Divine Seal and let Sister Yi deal with you!"

"." Mu Qingtong's pupils shrank slightly. Beneath the golden surface of the lake, it seemed that something terrifying could no longer be suppressed and was about to erupt at any time.

"Mr. Xia, let me ask you a question."

"Um?"

"Do you like Gong Changyi?" she said in a low voice.

"nature."

Xia Feng keenly noticed Mu Qingtong's change of mood. Was she angry? He narrowed his black pupils and smiled, "Sister Yi and I grew up together, and she was once my master, so of course I like her."

"Yeah."

The woman in the black dress nodded, her beautiful, wet, messy silver hair falling on Xia Feng's thin lips, making his cheeks a little itchy.

Xia Feng could feel the firmness and strength of Miss Mu's plump hips beneath her slender waist, firmly pressing down on his center of gravity.

"Mr. Xia, you were in Gong Changyi's arms before, and she violated you wantonly—"

Miss Mu's clear and beautiful eyes were close at hand, and she asked calmly, "Are you feeling very happy?"

Xia Feng looked into her golden eyes with a smile and raised his chin: "Of course."

"Really? That's good."

Mu Qingtong's clear and beautiful eyes were like a quiet lake. The only dim light left on the lake faded away, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

Facts have proven that after being humiliated by two evil gods in succession, Mr. Xia no longer needs things like dignity.

[You are attacked by 'Holy Solution: King's Will'. The target spiritual weapon is of the same level as yours. Copying failed.]

Xia Feng's pupils dilated. This time, the king's will no longer silently influenced his thinking, but began to blatantly tamper with it.

He looked up at the woman in the black dress, at her beautiful and noble face with wet hair and sticky lips, and for no reason he felt an endless admiration for her. He just wanted to kneel down and submit to her, to serve her as his master.

At the same time, he inexplicably felt guilty and fearful of blaspheming the goddess, and his whole body was trembling with fear.

He opened his mouth and was about to confess his guilt and beg for mercy, when a strange light flashed by at the same time on the "Palace" character on his vitals below his abdomen and the "Si" character on the back of his neck.

His black eyes, which were filled with admiration and love, suddenly regained clarity and became annoyed.

[C-rank Spiritual Weapon: New Clothes]

[You can dissolve the clothing covering your target and your own body by making contact with the target's body.]

A hole suddenly appeared on Mu Qingtong's black skirt, and at the same time, Xia Feng turned over and pressed her under him.

Mu Qingtong didn't expect that Mr. Xia could easily break free from the control of the king's will, and even began to fight back.

She frowned, tightened her thighs, locked Xia Feng's legs tightly, and turned over with her waist raised!

The two of them entangled and rolled again, and with a thud, they crashed into the floor-to-ceiling window on the other side.

With her breathing mixed with snorting, Mu Qingtong naturally realized Xia Feng's bad intention to destroy her black dress.

They both glanced down.

There was a tear in the belly of the black skirt, the size of half a fist, revealing the edge of the clear red trousers underneath.

Mu Qingtong knew that in this duel, no one would admit defeat and one side would have to surrender.

But this will not lead to any results.

After all, it is only a superficial behavior and is not very stimulating. If you want to make Mr. Xia completely lose his will to resist, perhaps the only way is to carry out real reproductive behavior.

While thinking, Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes, took a deep breath and suddenly sat up straight.

Xia Feng couldn't help but be stunned.

Mu Qingtong was wearing an elegant black dress, but when she casually tore off the hem of the dress, the black dress turned into a super short black half-length skirt, half covering her hips.

Two sexy, round long legs were inserted into noble black crystal high heels. Confident and arrogant, she knelt on both sides of Xia Feng's thighs with her long legs in an M shape, looking down at him coldly and softly:

"Mr. Xia, let's have a final conclusion to our confrontation."

[Due to time constraints, I will be writing a good-looking extra chapter today, at least 5,000 words, but I have to wait until around 2 a.m.]

(End of this chapter)