Chapter 566 566. You don’t mind, right?

After the middle-aged man briefly introduced the details of the transmission, Xia Feng and the other three stood in the center of the open space.

Suddenly, streaks of red lines spread from Feng Nuoyi's pale and tender little face from his neck, like the neat lines on a circuit board, extending all the way to the corners of his eyes and converging at his eyebrows.

The little girl's long hair danced lightly without any wind.

"Sir, the teleport point for District 15 is located 10,000 meters below the seabed of the Taiqin Sea, adjacent to Litian City. Laboratory 7 is also nearby. You can find it in a day or less using the map index."

Feng Jianyi said in a deep voice, "Besides, the water pressure at ten thousand meters under the sea is difficult even for a Venerable to bear, so please take some precautions in advance."

Xia Feng nodded, closed his eyes, and was hugged by the three women.

"Goodbye, scumbag brother." As the little girl said goodbye in a clear voice, the four of them felt the influence of some strange force at the same time.

They did not resist but relaxed their minds. Under the influence of this mysterious force, Xia Feng felt like a flattened tire. His mind was in a trance and his soul was slightly aching.

But the discomfort soon subsided, and it was followed by a pressure as if tens of thousands of tons of weight were falling on him, causing his flesh and bones to make a slight crackling sound.

Xia Feng opened his eyes and the surrounding scene had changed. The quiet water and endless darkness formed a desolate world ten thousand meters under the sea.

Being at the bottom of the sea, it felt like the sky was pressing down on him, and his bones kept making unpleasant creaking sounds from friction. Xia Feng tried to release his spiritual pressure, forming a thin layer of spiritual flow on the surface of his body. Only then did the natural force that seemed to be about to crush his body at any time slowly fade away.

"Using spiritual pressure to counteract water pressure requires constant consumption of spiritual energy, and it won't last long."

The woman in the green dress stretched out her slender hand, which was emitting a green light, and slid it lightly across the water in front of her. Suddenly, green light spots like fireflies spread out, illuminating the darkness around her.

Through the light, Cha Naixue noticed that Xia Feng's face was a little pale, with sweat on his forehead. He asked in confusion: "Xiao Feng, are you okay?"

Xia Feng's breathing became more and more rapid, and his brows were furrowed. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He thought it was because of the physical discomfort caused by the water pressure at the bottom of the sea.

But after using spiritual pressure to relieve it, the abnormality of the body did not alleviate, but instead tended to worsen, and even caused an inexplicable fear.

Mu Qingtong was floating behind Xia Feng, and looked down in confusion. Xia Feng's face was pale, and his black pupils gradually became blank.

She reached out and touched Mr. Xia's forehead, which was cold.

Jiang Qiu'e also quickly reached out and sniffed his breath. The breath seemed normal. Her beautiful eyes were filled with doubt: "Could it be a fear of the deep sea?"

Chanaxue shook her head: "Not really. And Xiaofeng didn't show any symptoms like this in the Eternal Flow Sea, right?"

Mu Qingtong frowned, and her mind invaded Xia Feng's mind directly.

Under the stabbing pain in his soul, Xia Feng suddenly shuddered and came back to his senses in an instant. Without hesitation, he directly summoned the Paladin, who turned into a capsule ship and included the three women and himself in it.

Under the isolation of the Paladin, Xia Feng finally felt better. His wildly beating heart rate returned to normal, but his whole body was still cold.

"Are you okay?" Miss Mu's soft voice sounded behind my ear.

Xia Feng exhaled and shook his head: "It's nothing, just a sequelae."

To be precise, this is the aftereffect of the Demonic Heart.

The Demon Heart seemed to have an inexplicable fear of the deep-sea environment. The moment it entered this environment, its heart rate soared, as fast as when Xia Feng first met Miss Evil Dragon.

"Are you sure everything is okay?" Jiang Qiu'e asked doubtfully. She was holding Xia Feng's hand and could clearly feel his body temperature, which was icy cold and he was shivering slightly.

After being reminded by Jiang Qiu'e, Xia Feng really felt very cold. He shrank his neck and shook his head.

My consciousness was also a little groggy.

He subconsciously raised his hand and hugged the woman's slender waist tightly. The pressure of the soft and warm curves transmitted heat, which made him feel a little comfortable.

Chanayuki quietly looked down at the boy she was holding down, her beautiful eyes lingering over his prominent Adam's apple, sliding across his thin lips and nose, and continuing upwards.

His eyes met the cold little face behind the boy's face.

The woman in the black dress stared at her quietly with her beautiful pale golden eyes.

Cha Naixue's purple pupils paused slightly, and she pursed her lips to avoid Mu Qingtong's cold gaze.

But at this moment, Xia Feng's right hand, which was around her slender waist, exerted force again, and she had to press down again when she was about to step back.

The two drops of balls on the top of the cloud were flattened into snow cakes.

A few lazy strands of hair fell on Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong's lips and cheeks, and Cha Naxue's beautiful purple eyes, which had been stagnant, gently widened.

One is his childhood sweetheart who treats him coldly, and the other is his current nominal master, the person his childhood sweetheart loves.

Looking down at the man and woman below her, her emotions were inexplicably surging.

It felt like there was a taut string vibrating in her brain. That was her reason, diving into the abyss of the sea.

The thoughts that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time could no longer be suppressed at this moment. A mysterious fire burned in the depths of Chanaxue's purple eyes. Her originally timid gaze became firm and calm, and she looked into the beautiful golden eyes of the woman under her.

Her voice was soft and her eyes were innocent:

"Master, the situation is special now. You won't mind me pressing on your fiancé like this, right?"

Jiang Qiu'e looked at Cha Naixue in surprise. How come this timid saint has become so courageous?

"Cha Naxue, do you want to die?"

The cold and clear voice echoed in the narrow capsule hull, and also passed by Xia Feng's ears, piercing into his soul.

Xia Feng suddenly shuddered and woke up from his drowsiness again. Then he felt the cloud-like curves of Cha Naxue's body pressing against his chest and soothing his soul.

Soon, her beautiful, star-studded purple eyes met his black eyes. Under Xia Feng's questioning gaze, Cha Naixue's eyes curved slightly, and she spoke softly, biting her lips like a kitten, "Xiao Feng, Sister Naixue will help you keep warm."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and was about to lick her red lips.

"Pa!" There was a crisp sound of slapping. Cha Naixue tilted her head. The five finger marks on her pure and lovely face were bright red, and her purple eyes froze for a moment.

Mu Qingtong calmly withdrew her hand and said in a low voice, "Are you awake?"

Cha Naxue's stiff face gradually returned to normal, and she nodded expressionlessly: "Awake."

"It seems you are still not awake."

Mu Qingtong obviously had no intention of letting the rebellious criminals go just like that. With a slight thought, he activated the slave guarding mark directly.

Chanaixue's whole body suddenly trembled, her purple pupils widened, her eyeballs rolled up, and she suffocated and fainted.

But just as she fainted, she was forcibly awakened by Mu Qingtong's mental invasion the next second. She was suffocated by the punishment, her eyes rolled back, her thighs trembled, and she fainted again.

This was repeated four or five times. The punishment finally stopped after Chanaxue collapsed and became incontinent, and began to cry and shout in fear, "I'm really awake, Master!"

Xia Feng lay on his back in Miss Mu's arms, witnessing everything that happened to him. He didn't dare to move, but his face was stiff and his eyes were half-closed, pretending to be dead.

It’s so scary, Miss Mu is so scary.

(End of this chapter)