Chapter 519: Dragon Language

Xia Feng had already prepared for the possibility that Jiang Qiu'e still had a trump card.

But I didn't expect it to be so perverted.

Sure enough, this green-haired fox is not only insidious, but also dark and perverted inside!

Xia Feng frowned and snatched the wood carving away.

The wood carving is a cylinder about five centimeters high, thin at the top and thick at the bottom, with a green glow and the words "Xia Feng" engraved in the center.

Very weird.

Xia Feng directly threw this thing into the Nashi space to see if he could use it to isolate its ability.

"It's useless." Jiang Qiu'e said calmly, "Unless you destroy the Jiang character seal on your neck, I can control your desire for motherhood at any time."

"There are only three women here, whose do you want?"

The woman in the green dress raised her exquisitely beautiful face and asked him calmly. Xia Feng narrowed his black pupils, took a deep breath, and said coldly:

"You can try it."

Seeing that he was not threatened, Jiang Qiu'e pursed her lips and said in a colder tone: "Okay, I just don't know what your relationship with Cha Naixue is like."

Cha Nai Xue? Xia Feng was stunned. Before he could say anything, the words "Cha Nai Xue" suddenly appeared next to the word "Xia Feng" on the wood carving.

"!!" Xia Feng's breathing quickened, his throat moved, and he could faintly smell the sweet smell of milk tea at the tip of his nose. He looked up in shock.

Just in time to see the peaks of Chanayuki that seemed to be about to emerge, and the ice plum blossoms carved on the fabric of the snow skirt were supported by the high cliffs, like blooming winter flowers.

He frowned, forced himself to look away, and raised his head, just in time to meet Chanaixue's beautiful eyes, which were slightly narrowed and hinted at mockery.

Xia Feng's eyes turned cold.

Cha Naxue quickly turned her eyes away and restrained her disrespectful look.

Xia Feng cursed in his heart, how could this maternal branch choose a specific object of desire! What a dog!

When Jiang Qiu'e saw the two people's eyes exchanged, she realized that her bet was right. In fact, the relationship between Xia Feng and Cha Naixue was not good.

She couldn't possibly specify the Q-faced man. After all, the Q-faced man and Xia Feng were lovers, and he would most likely not reject Xia Feng's desire for motherhood.

Of course, she couldn't possibly designate herself as such, as that would be no different from asking for insult.

So the only candidate on the scene is Cha Nai Xue.

Of course, this method actually can't help her current dangerous situation.

But as long as I can torture this hateful guy, it’s enough!

Next, this bastard Xia Feng will gradually be unable to bear his desire and will sooner or later sink into Cha Naixue's maternal embrace.

It would be best if the Q-faced man killed Cha Naxue directly because of this. Even if he didn't kill her, there would be no loss to her.

“Da—da—”

The nun on the sofa finally put down her crossed long legs, stood up and walked slowly towards this side. She passed by Xia Feng and picked up the green wooden sculpture in Xia Feng's hand.

The tip of my finger gently stroked the two lines of words carved on the wood carving: [Xia Feng] [Cha Nai Xue]

Hidden under the holy white hood, she opened her red lips and said softly, "Nine Tails, you have one last chance to beg for mercy and surrender."

Having her identity exposed, Jiang Qiu'e's eyes turned cold and she changed her name to "Since you know that I am the Nine-Tailed Fox, you should understand that if I commit suicide and resurrect, you will not be able to stop me."

"Really? If you're not afraid of the Fallen Seal collapsing, you can give it a try."

"." Jiang Qiu'e couldn't help but frown and fell into silence.

She didn't expect that this woman knew her situation so well.

Indeed, if another fox tail is broken off and resurrected, the Fallen Seal will have nearly a 20% chance of collapse.

Although the probability does not seem very high, she will not take the risk unless it is suppressed below 0.1%.

According to her plan, as long as she could absorb enough dragon blood, she could cut off the dragon's tail without worrying about the degeneration seal worsening.

But unexpectedly, an accident happened in the middle of the process. The amount of dragon blood she absorbed was just enough to suppress the deterioration of the seal caused by the last tail breaking, and Xia Feng betrayed her!

"Are you sure you don't want to remove it?" The nun held the wooden carving in front of her, looked down at her, and asked in a calm voice.

Jiang Qiu'e's expression was calm as she glanced at the woman lightly.

Seeing this, the nun nodded, bent down and placed the wooden carving upright on the cold tiles. The two vertical characters "Xia Feng" and "Cha Nai Xue" were engraved on the left and right sides of the column respectively, with a faint green light.

The nun patted Cha Nai Xue's lowered head and whispered, "Let her sit on it."

With that, the nun slowly walked back to the sofa.

Her slender right leg wrapped in white lace was folded over her left leg, the hem of her solemn dark dress fell down, and she picked up "Dragon Language" again and sat down.

Xia Feng and the other two were stunned.

Cha Naixue was the first to react. She glanced at the woman in solemn nun's clothes on the sofa. She pursed her lips and took a deep breath. Without hesitation, she came directly behind Jiang Qiu'e and reached out to lift the hem of her plain green skirt.

"You—!" Jiang Qiu'e's cold and indifferent expression could not be maintained, and her voice trembled, "Cha Naxue, you are crazy!"

"If I don't do this, I will be the one to be punished." A helpless and gentle voice sounded in Jiang Qiu'e's ears, "So, just bear with it."

"Cha Naxue!!——" Seeing her so noisy, Cha Naxue directly stuffed the purple panties into her mouth.

“Hmm—”

"Don't worry, I won't get the location wrong."

“?!!”

".!" Looking at this scene, Xia Feng's eyelids twitched, and his neck was a little stiff as he slowly turned his head to look at the nun on the sofa.

He suddenly realized that Miss Mu seemed to have not spoken to him since they met, and she hardly even looked at him.

This is not quite the same as the reunion scene Xia Feng had imagined.

As expected, even if Miss Mu's eyes were not filled with tears, she should at least bite her lip and quickly open her arms to him. At the very least, well, at the very least, she should be curious and ask him where he had been for the past few months, when he would be resurrected, and so on.

Sadly, none of these exist.

After meeting, the woman and Jiang Qiu'e talked for several sentences, but she didn't speak to him.

Xia Feng stood there and stared quietly at the nun on the sofa.

The nun did not look up to respond to his gaze, but simply lowered her head and flipped through the pages of the book, as if she was immersed in the world of "Dragon Language".

Xia Feng blinked, still staring at her.

But the nun just crossed her long legs, and her round thighs under the black side hem were wrapped in white lace. She pinched the edge of the paper with her slender fingers and turned another page.

Snow was falling outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the old-fashioned oil lamp next to the sofa was flickering with dim candlelight.

The entire living room was unusually quiet, with only the occasional sound of pages turning and the rustling of clothes.

In addition, there was the angry muffled sound of a clear female voice behind him.

Xia Feng narrowed his black pupils slightly, and the sweet aroma of milk tea seemed to linger around his nose, arousing his inner desire.

He resisted the strange urge to lick something and stood there for a moment. The nun on the sofa remained silent, and neither did he.

A few seconds later, Cha Nai Xue's hesitant voice came from behind: "Xiao Feng, can you help me? It's hard for me to operate it alone. I can't even aim it right."

He frowned and turned around, the absurd scene reflected in his black eyes.

(End of this chapter)