Chapter 62 62. That’s it?

The lips are separated by half an inch.

No one moved, and their gazes at each other did not shift at all. Neither of them seemed to care too much about the close distance.

Mu Qingtong's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a cold and indifferent voice echoed in Xia Feng's heart, "I have said what I know, it's your turn to speak."

"I said? What did I say?"

"The reason you can devour the Eri Sea."

"Huh?" Xia Feng tilted his head, looking puzzled. "That's weird. When did I say I was going to tell you?"

Xia Feng did indeed only ask her if she wanted to know, but did not say that he would tell her.

Mu Qingtong was naturally not surprised by Xia Feng's scheming behavior and was used to it.

She stared calmly at the man in front of her, and the corners of her straight lips slowly curled up in a cold arc, "Mr. Xia, it seems that you only know how to do the 'slow three steps', not much of a dance, right?"

"Huh?" Xia Feng was stunned. Before he could react, Mu Qingtong's dance steps suddenly accelerated, and she directly changed to a male step and forcibly held Xia Feng's waist.

"you--"

Xia Feng stumbled a little and hurried to keep up with her pace, but the trouble was that his dancing skills were not his fighting abilities, so he couldn't keep pace at all.

Mu Qingtong's steps were getting faster and faster. Xia Feng was stunned. He quickly pressed her slender shoulders to push her away, but the next moment he felt drowsiness in his head.

His consciousness and thinking began to stagnate, and his eyes gradually became empty, but fortunately, the demon's heart beat suddenly and woke him up instantly, but the muscles all over his body were completely weak.

"What's going on!" Xia Feng was shocked. His body was completely out of control as Mu Qingtong led him away. Although he was very strong, he soon began to pant. "You, you slow down~"

He pressed Mu Qingtong's bare shoulders and forced her to dance like a woman.

But Mu Qingtong seemed to have discovered some fun, with the corners of her lips curled up strangely. She ignored his panting, raised her graceful, white, swan-like neck, and continued to accelerate.

[When attacked by a spiritual weapon, do you want to copy the target spiritual weapon? ]

Xia Feng widened his eyes while feeling dizzy. Oh my god, this is indeed Mu Qingtong's spiritual weapon ability!

“Copy, copy!”

【Copy failed——】

"?"

Well, I was happy for nothing, but if the copying fails, there is only one possibility.

Mu Qingtong's spiritual weapon is also Alpha level!

His "Divine Realm without Platform" has only just begun to awaken, and can only copy S-level at best.

But it makes sense. A terrifying world-destroying witch like Mu Qingtong would be embarrassed to call herself a villain if she doesn't have an alpha-level spiritual weapon.

Under the warm yellow light, Mu Qingtong toyed with Xia Feng's body wantonly. She was slightly surprised to see that Xia Feng was still able to maintain his consciousness. Then, she lowered her beautiful eyes and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Xia, do you want mercy? If you do, I'll let you go."

beg for mercy?

What a joke! Xia Feng panted hard, raised his eyes tiredly, and said sarcastically, "Ms. Mu, I have to say, not only is your singing terrible, but your dancing skills are also average. If I were willing to learn, I could beat you in minutes!"

accelerate!

"generally."

Speed ​​up again!

"That's it?"

As fast as lightning——

[Although she knew you were deliberately provoking her, Mu Qingtong still rarely felt annoyed. She further improved her dance moves, integrating her understanding of the dance into the moves. Your understanding of the spirit garment improved, and you successfully mastered the C-level spirit garment "Thunder Step"]

Xia Feng: “?”

Is this how you learned C-level spiritual clothing? This was the first C-level spiritual clothing he had ever mastered.

As expected, Xia Feng finally understood. Mu Qingtong was actually a hidden masochist. The more he belittled her, the more active her thinking became, the more eager she was to learn, and the more innovative she became.

Moreover, Mu Qingtong integrated all his understanding of dance steps into the Leikong Step, and Xia Feng naturally learned it as well.

Quietly, he found himself gradually regaining control of his body. He curled the corners of his lips, and with his backhand, he forcefully grasped Mu Qingtong's slender waist, and in a lightning-fast manner, he took the initiative.

Mu Qingtong's slender jade hands were wrapped in noble gauze, and she subconsciously climbed up his broad back.

With their fingers intertwined, passionate notes danced joyfully between their dance steps. On the warm, smooth white bricks, shimmering high heels and steady white boots approached each other in the surging light, and then suddenly separated in the dim corner.

Xia Feng's eyes were calm, his thin lips pressed against Mu Qingtong's delicate earlobe, his tone full of teasing: "That's it?"

Mu Qingtong raised her eyebrows slightly and pursed her red lips. She didn't expect that Xia Feng was not bragging, nor was he deliberately bragging to provoke her, but he could really learn it in minutes.

All I can say is.

She is indeed the opponent that I, Mu Qingtong, have chosen! A mad light flashed in her slightly curved golden eyes. Is this the pleasure of finding one's own kind, finding an opponent, and finding the meaning of life?

She felt more and more happy.

As the dance gradually subsided.

The music becomes slow and melodious, subtle and intoxicating.

The two thanked the crowd amidst thunderous applause and walked towards the mushrooms in the corner.

"Mu Shen! You are so awesome!" Mushroom's eyes were full of stars.

Mu Qingtong smiled softly: "Thank you."

"What about me?" Xia Feng blinked.

"You?" Mushroom crossed his chest and looked at him disdainfully, "You're not even as good as one finger of my Mushen!"

“Heh~”

Xia Feng tilted his head and warned Mu Qingtong seriously, "Let me remind you again, she is a woman who has bad intentions towards you."

"Well, in that case, it's strange that the three brothers and sisters of the Wang family all like you." Xia Feng nodded thoughtfully.

Mu Qingtong: “.”

"Doudou, come here." At this moment, Li Siwen's deep voice came from a distance.

Mushroom quickly tugged at Xia Feng's clothes, shrank back, and muttered, "My eldest brother has done so many bad things, he's not a good person."

"It's okay, we are here." Xia Feng patted her hand to comfort her, and the three of them walked towards the center.

Mushroom's real name is Li Hongdou, and Doudou is her nickname. Because she hated the Wang Jue family very much, she later changed it to her mother's surname - Mo.

"Mother, Hongdou is here." Li Siwen turned around and said respectfully.

The woman in the crimson evening dress tilted her head to look but remained silent.

The mushrooms also remained silent.

Li Siwen said in a deep voice, "Doudou, you agreed to call me mother when you become an adult. Do you want to go back on your word?"

Mushroom bit his lip and whispered, "My eighteenth birthday is the day after tomorrow."

"What did you say?" Li Siwen frowned.

Mushroom shuddered with fear and hid behind Xia Feng again. Every time her brother frowned, she would remember the desperate moment when she was forced into a corner and slapped when she was a child.

"Your Highness, there are always some things in the world that cannot be forced, aren't there?" Xia Feng stood in front of Mushroom and said in a calm voice.

Li Siwen narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking about, and smiled as he said:

"Indeed, what Mr. Xia said makes a lot of sense. Little sister, for the sake of your good friend, I won't force you today."

As they were talking, a guard approached and said respectfully:

"Mr. Xia, the Duke invites you."

Wei Shutong said that the prince would summon him tonight. Xia Feng nodded, pulled Mushroom to Mu Qingtong's side, and whispered, "Miss Mu, please help me take care of her. Sorry for the trouble."

Mu Qingtong glanced at the short and fat guy next to her. To be honest, she didn't want to bother with such a weak and useless ant, but for Xia Feng's sake, it was okay to pretend.

"Yeah." She nodded gently.

(End of this chapter)