Chapter 108: Chisaki Mochizuki tied up the future and went to look for the Archangel Sariel!
(Thanks to the hard-working workers for the reward!)
"Are you sure?"
Wang Feng's voice was low and slow, and his fingertips tapped lightly on the door frame, making a rhythmic sound in the silent corridor.
Mochizuki Chisaki's throat rolled over, and her hands unconsciously clenched the hem of her yukata:
"If Wang Fengjun needs me to pay a price, I will do my best to satisfy you."
Wang Feng suddenly chuckled, and that laugh sent a shiver down Mochizuki Chixun's spine.
"There's no need to pay a price," he said slowly, "but your apology doesn't seem sincere enough."
His gaze swept over her body as if it had substance: "Have you never heard of asking for forgiveness by carrying a thorn stick on your back?"
Mochizuki Chisaki suddenly looked up, her pupils shrinking slightly.
Of course she knew this Chinese allusion - the story of Lian Po coming to the door to apologize with his bare upper body and a whip on his back.
Should we let her do that too?
Her eyes fell on the corner of Wang Feng's lips, which seemed to be smiling, and she suddenly realized that she was being teased again.
But unexpectedly, the expected anger did not appear. Instead, a strange electric current climbed up her spine, causing her to unconsciously clamp her legs together.
This feeling was just like being tightly wrapped in ice and pinned to the ground in the fighting arena during the day.
The humiliation of being dominated by absolute power now turned into a thrilling pleasure, spreading throughout her body.
The skin under her yukata began to feel hot, and she could even feel her heart beating abnormally fast.
Wang Feng looked at Mochizuki Chixun's ever-changing expression and shook his head.
Just as she was about to leave, she heard the barely audible voice of Mochizuki Chisaki:
"If it's Wang Fengjun's request."
Mochizuki Chixun looked around and after confirming that the corridor was empty, she suddenly stepped into the room.
She raised her white hands lightly, and the thin belt around her waist fell off.
The lavender bathrobe slid slowly down her creamy skin like withered cherry petals, piling up into soft clouds on the wooden floor.
Red, white and purple, three colors come into view.
Rustle——
Gray vines suddenly snaked up from her ankles, wrapping around her slender legs like living ribbons.
The tiny leaves on the vine trembled slightly, leaving light red marks on her skin.
Finally, it is interwoven into an exquisite tortoise shell bondage at the waist, making the cherry color even more beautiful.
Boom——
Mochizuki Chisaki knelt on the ground in the most standard Dogeza posture, with her purple hair scattered like a waterfall.
The vines tightened slightly due to her movements, creating an alluring indentation on her snowy back.
"Wang Fengjun"
Her voice trembled slightly, and she rested her forehead on the back of her hand:
"Please forgive my rudeness~!"
A hint of amusement flashed in Wang Feng's eyes, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Not bad~"
He hadn't had enough fun at the hot springs, and now that the eldest lady from the Sakura Country had come to him on her own initiative, there was naturally no reason for him to refuse.
More importantly, isn’t this a special way of “resisting Japan”?
…
After a night of clouds and rain.
Wang Feng has completely confirmed Mochizuki Chixun's M attribute tendency.
At the same time, some alternative uses of plant magic have also been developed.
This made him decide to stay in Osaka for a few more days to have in-depth exchanges with the local national pavilion.
The fact that Mochizuki Chisaki became obedient to him made Wang Feng in a very good mood, and he rescued her brother Tsuruta from Toshoukaku.
As for the Condensed Evil Pearl, Wang Feng directly gave it to Jiuyou for disposal.
For this supreme monarch-level deceased king, dealing with an unformed Red Devil was a piece of cake.
…
But Wang Feng never forgot the real purpose of this trip!
The archangel Sariel who was lurking near Shuangshou Tower, waiting for the resurrection of the Evil Saint King!
According to my vague memory, Sariel should be hiding in a temple near Soshukaku.
Therefore, Wang Feng planned to use the most "stupid" method to find it!
For the first time, he activated the never-before-used shadow matter in the Shadow Nebula.
【Lycoris radiata】
With the sacrifice of magic power, an evil aura from the dark plane instantly spread.
Wang Feng quickly established contact with the noble Manjushage clan of the dark plane through shadow matter.
Just as he was about to summon Lycoris radiata to assist in the search, a terrifyingly powerful aura suddenly emerged.
That is a terrifying existence no less than the Queen of Nine Netherworlds and the Corpse of the Mountain!
“Oh no!”
Before Wang Feng could cut off the connection, the powerful aura had already established a connection channel and was powerfully descending from the dark plane to the magic world!
Wang Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, and a breathtakingly beautiful figure appeared before his eyes.
The black veil swirled like night mist, outlining an extremely graceful silhouette.
The pure black evil spirit skirt moved without wind, and blood-red mandala patterns bloomed at the hem.
The woman in the shadow stood still like a painting, with a slender waist and a long figure, like an upside-down datura flower, exuding deadly temptation and danger.
"Manjushage. Witch Queen!"
Wang Feng's Adam's apple rolled involuntarily and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
He originally just wanted to summon ordinary Lycoris radiata and use their special talents to search for the trace of Archangel Sariel.
But I didn’t expect that the ruler of the Manjushage clan would take the initiative to accept the contract and come here!
The Manjushage Queen showed no hostility. Instead, she gracefully knelt in greeting, her black gauze skirt spreading out like the night.
"This servant pays homage to the fallen angel."
"Fallen angel?" Wang Feng was stunned at first, then he suddenly understood.
He copied Asharuya's fallen angel soul, and his identity at this time was a fallen angel.
In the hierarchy of the dark plane, fallen angels hold a transcendent status!
"What's your name?" Wang Feng asked after calming down.
A disembodied voice echoed from beneath the black veil: "I don't have a name, so Lord Fallen Angel, please call me Shahua."
"Okay, Shahua. I need you to help me find the archangel lurking here." Wang Feng said.
Hearing the word "Archangel", the Witch Queen's figure trembled noticeably.
But she quickly lowered her head even deeper, her black veil fluttering in the wind. "I will obey your orders, sir."
Instantly, a strange red light spread from beneath her feet. Countless red spider lilies burst forth from the earth, transforming into a sea of blood-red blossoms in an instant.
In an instant, countless blood-red shadows surged towards the surrounding mountains like a tide, and each Lycoris radiata turned into a messenger of the dark night, searching and shuttling under the moonlight.
About half an hour later, the Witch Queen suddenly trembled slightly:
"Lord Fallen Angel, we have found the trace of that angel."
The Witch Queen raised her delicate jade finger and pointed to a gloomy mountain thirty miles away. "It's in the Temple of Heroes."
Wang Feng narrowed his eyes and saw a gray-white temple building vaguely visible on the hillside in the distance. That was where Osaka stored the Heroic Spirit Tablets.
Under the moonlight, the whole mountain was shrouded in an ominous atmosphere.
"Thank you for your hard work. You can go back first." Wang Feng waved his hand.
The Witch Queen bowed gracefully, her black gauze skirt dissipating like night mist. "I am at your service at any time."
As she left, the blood-red flowers on the mountain withered instantly, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating in the night wind.
"Sariel, here I come!"
There was a hint of anticipation in Wang Feng's eyes.
(End of this chapter)
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