Chapter 931 931. Tyranny

Xia Feng bent down slightly, and his black pupils suddenly met the fox's gray pupils very closely.

Huang Zhaoyue's eternal and unchanging deep pool became even colder, and disgust rose in her heart, but the man's big hand suddenly clamped her jaw and lifted her up!

The fox's gray pupils shrank slightly, barely perceptible.

How dare he!!

"How dare you?" Xia Feng looked down from above, his dark pupils cold and indifferent. "I'm very curious, Your Highness. You're seriously injured, with less than one-tenth of your strength remaining. You can't even defeat Zhuo Hua. How dare you be so disrespectful to me in this deserted warship?"

“!!!”

"Huh?!" Xia Feng said doubtfully and continued to lower his head.

The palm of his hand pressed against her jaw, and he used no force at all, it was very rough. Even though her body was not normal, she still felt the piercing pain on her face, and her thin white neck tilted back.

"Crack-crack-" the sound of her finger bones crackled, and her right hand, which was placed on the armrest of the chair, clenched into a fist. Her slender white forearm was covered with blood, and humiliation and anger surged throughout her body.

Ripples surged in the dark and cold pool in the fox's gray vertical pupils.

She endured it for ten thousand years.

At this moment, I finally couldn't help it!

Xia Feng!!!

This king must——

"Hmm~~"

The salty tip of his thumb pressed into her red lips, drawing a line of blood between her teeth. The man looked down at her coldly, "Go ahead and suck the blood you want."

His voice was calm and casual, as if he had thrown a bone to a stray dog ​​on the roadside and was then watching it eat with interest as a superior.

“!!!!!”

Boom! A string in his mind snapped silently, triggering a chain reaction. The sound of the string was deafening, Huang Zhaoyue's ears were buzzing, and his rationality instantly boiled over!

"Bang!!!!" Xia Feng's chest felt like it had been struck by a giant hammer, leaving a massive crater. One moment, he was standing condescendingly before Huang Zhaoyue, and the next, he had crashed into the silver-white wall of a distant warship, causing a large section of it to collapse.

His neck was pinched and lifted high by the woman in a black windbreaker.

As he suffocated, Xia Feng's face turned pale. He lowered his eyes to look at the woman's eerie raised pupils. He grinned and said hoarsely, "Sure enough, you still have a hidden card. How insidious you are."

Huang Zhaoyue’s strength was not as she said, only one tenth of it remained.

At least now, Xia Feng had no ability to fight back.

This woman was actually always on guard against him, and even when they seemed to be on the same side before, she didn't tell him the truth.

But this is normal.

If it were him, knowing that there was a guy around who could cause trouble at any time, he would have to be on guard at least, or at least have to be on guard in several ways.

"Uh uh!" The force of the neck lock became heavier and heavier, interrupting Xia Feng's thoughts. He opened his lips slightly, raised his head high and his voice was hoarse, his dark pupils slowly narrowed and a pale glow flashed.

The mutual repulsion and aversion of their blood made the emotions of both of them explode more easily. Anger eroded their rationality like gunpowder, not to mention the close contact of absorbing dragon spirit blood. Not only Huang Zhaoyue, but also Xia Feng's evil thoughts seemed to be constantly surging and eroding their will.

He raised his hand and pressed down Huang Zhaoyue's arm. It was obviously very slender, but he couldn't pull it apart.

Snap—instead, his wrists were fastened and pressed against the wall above his head.

The dark eyes looked down at him disdainfully, just like a giant dragon with a dark body overlooking him.

Xia Feng's lips curled up in a mocking tone, his voice hoarse from lack of water, "Huang Zhaoyue, do you know what you look like right now?"

Her cold and noble face was already frozen with frost. She stared at him calmly and coldly without saying a word, but continued to increase the strength in her hands.

Until Xia Feng's face was pinched purple, and physiological tears were squeezed out from the tear glands in his eyes, but the hissing sound continued.

"Like an aggressive dog."

“!”

"You're baring your teeth at me, dog!!"

“!!!”

BANG!!! The slender hand gripping Xia Feng's neck loosened, only to grab his other hand and slam it against the wall above. Xia Feng gasped and raised his neck, only to be easily pierced by the sharp teeth and bitten!

A pair of deep black horns appeared on both sides of the woman's soft black hair, and a huge dragon-scale tail swung out from behind her hips.

Xia Feng gasped again, the pale glow in his pupils became more and more dazzling, but sweat broke out on his forehead and his whole body was trembling.

This is not fear, but the body's subconscious rejection reaction after close contact with disgusting things, causing goose bumps all over the body.

Huang Zhaoyue was like a mad dog at this moment, biting him madly. However, no matter how sharp his teeth and fangs were, it was impossible for him to bite his strong body into a terrible state with just his teeth.

On the contrary, this bite was more like a flirtation. The rapid breath rubbed against the neck, and the sharp teeth moved only to tear out a few thin lines of blood.

But Huang Zhaoyue had no intention of stopping biting. Once the floodgates of emotion were opened, she could no longer suppress it. She seemed to pour out all the anger that had accumulated over ten thousand years onto Xia Feng.

Even though the aura of Xia Feng made her disgusted, irritated, and furious, it was precisely because of this aura that she could vent the brutality and madness in her heart more unscrupulously!

Huang Zhaoyue suppressed his disgust towards Xia Feng and absorbed the blood with all his strength for a long time. When he came to his senses, he found that what seeped out was just ordinary dragon blood, not dragon spirit blood at all!

Not dragon spirit blood!

"Give it to me!!" She suddenly looked up, the fox-grey pupils on her cold and beautiful face were sinister and fierce, and her commanding tone was extremely cold.

Dragon spirit blood belongs to the soul level and can only be absorbed if Xia Feng is willing.

His black pupils drooped, but he calmed down at this moment and said indifferently: "I've already said it, it's useless."

"You'll know if it works until you try it on me! Stop talking nonsense and give it to me!!"

"Instead of sucking the dragon spirit's blood to suppress your blood, you might as well consider solving the problem directly from the root."

"I have said that Huang Shikai is protected by the gods and cannot be killed."

"I mean, the real root!"

Seeing that she had finally calmed down, Xia Feng said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, why is it that you are free to move around and could at most find a way to escape to the Nightmare Realm, but you still dare not escape and remain in this invisible cage? Why is that?"

Since we want to help Huang Zhaoyue solve the problem of the wedding and thus resolve the crisis of the pale dragon god mentioned by He Jianzhu, we must fully understand Huang Zhaoyue's identity, the reason for his imprisonment, and the method of his imprisonment.

Sure enough, after venting his emotions, Huang Zhaoyue was silent for a moment and finally willing to speak.

His tone was cold and gloomy: "It's the Dragon Locking Well."

Well? Xia Feng was stunned. "What do you mean?"

"Huang Ye adopted me when I was young, but he also took away my godhood and sealed it in the Dragon Locking Well."

"The Dragon Locking Well was originally a prison where the dragons imprisoned sinful dragons. It was controlled by the Holy Azure Dragon King, Holy Azure Burr. It could imprison all dragons except the two Dragon Gods, and could also preserve the divine nature of these dragons. By destroying their divine nature, the dragons could be killed."

(End of this chapter)