Chapter 116 116. You are strong, but not strong enough!
Xia Feng's hollow black pupils lit up with golden fragments. Mu Qingtong's illusory spirit suddenly rushed in front of his face, and after a twist, it was about to be sucked into his eyes.
But Mu Qingtong did not give in so easily. Her spirit twisted and shattered, then suddenly reunited. She kept trying to hold on but refused to go in.
After becoming a spirit, Mu Qingtong's cheeks seemed a little hazy and translucent, but her facial expression was still clearly visible, and there was a rare feeling of shame and anger in her eyes.
Although Xia Feng looked a little tired, his eyes were calm as he looked at the pretty face of the woman so close to him. However, the corners of his lips slowly curved up, and his eyes gradually became arrogant and disdainful:
"Ms. Mu, I have to admit that you are indeed very strong, but not strong enough!"
"!!!" Mu Qingtong's pale golden pupils expanded and contracted. Xia Feng's arrogant declaration was like a deafening hammer, hitting her heart hard.
She suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe. It was really true. This fellow really knew how to provoke and provoke her emotions!
But did he think he won?
Mu Qingtong suppressed her rising desire to conquer this fellow and quickly calmed herself down. She knew that understanding, defeating, and controlling one's fellow would always encounter some obstacles.
But it doesn't matter, Mr. Xia, sooner or later you will surrender to me! Mu Qingtong's eyes were dim, and he began to resist the absorption of the strange space with all his strength.
Seeing that the spirit was still resisting, Xia Feng ignored her and pulled her body off his legs and held it in his arms.
The cold little face under the long silver hair was peaceful, the majestic and arrogant eyes under the half-frame gold-rimmed glasses were frozen at this moment, and the delicate face was like a perfect doll, at the mercy of others.
Xia Feng raised the corners of his lips evilly, and reached out to pat her bouncy little face, but there was no reaction.
"what you do!"
A clear voice scolded beside him, and the spirit of the woman in the black dress glared at him.
Xia Feng looked up and met her gaze, smiling slightly. In front of the spirit, he extended his index finger and pressed it against her lower lip.
Mu Qingtong: “!!!”
Xia Feng clamped her jaw, pinched and lifted it gently, and the soulless body and red lips suddenly opened.
"Ms. Mu, guess what I'm going to do next?" Xia Feng deliberately smiled evilly.
“.”
Mu Qingtong's mind suddenly flashed with some unbearable images, and she couldn't hold it in any longer, "Xia Feng! How dare you——"
Her voice stopped abruptly in the middle of her words, because she saw Xia Feng force a blueberry-like fruit into her red lips.
That is the Spirit-Infusing Fruit!
Xia Feng raised his eyes and chuckled sarcastically: "Why, what were you thinking about just now, Miss Mu?"
Mu Qingtong: “.”
Really, I really want to beat him up! Mu Qingtong couldn't stand it anymore. If she didn't beat Xia Feng for a minute, she would feel uncomfortable all over!
"Why are you giving me this to eat!" She said coldly, "I already said I don't need it."
Compared to her who has a spiritual weapon, it is obvious that Xia Feng needs spiritual fruit more.
"You don't need it?" Xia Feng squinted his eyes. "You can't even beat me, what qualifications do you have to say you don't need it?"
“!!!!”
Hard, hard fist! Mu Qingtong said coldly: "The outcome is not decided yet, you wait."
"Oh." Xia Feng responded lightly, no longer paying attention to the spiritual body Qingtong, but looking down at the physical body Qingtong.
The translucent blue spirit-infused fruit was stuck between her tender red lips, but was not absorbed.
Xia Feng frowned slightly, stretched out his finger and poked it hard inside. Suddenly, he felt the spirit-infused fruit turn into a warm spirit stream and dissolve in Mu Qingtong's mouth.
[Mu Qingtong took a Spirit Infusion Fruit. It absorbed perfectly, and your spiritual power was increased by 3 Soc.]
Current Mental Strength: (26+3) 29
[Suzaku Magic Armor Blessing: Temporarily enter the third level, gain 10Soc increase, temporarily have 39Soc]
Generally speaking, spiritual power will increase slightly as the amount of spiritual pressure increases, and will increase significantly as the spiritual pressure advances.
According to the statistics released by the Empire, the mental power of ordinary people and apprentice spiritualists generally fluctuates between 1 and 5 Soc.
For a first-level spiritualist, the number fluctuates between 10 and 20.
The second order is 20~30 floating.
Level 3: 30~40.
Starting from the fourth stage, the life level evolves and the mental power also increases significantly, generally fluctuating between 40 and 300.
Level 5: 300~1000.
After eating the Spirit Fruit, and with the added boost from the Suzaku Magic Armor, Xia Feng's mental strength has now reached 39, close to the fourth level.
But even so, he could not resist Mu Qingtong's control of the spiritual weapon. It was estimated that even if he was at the fourth level, he would be forcibly controlled for a few seconds by Mu Qingtong under the third level spiritual pressure.
This is obviously very unsafe. According to his experience, there are three skills in the spiritual solution stage of alpha-level spiritual weapons.
Now Mu Qingtong has only displayed two skills: hypnosis and manipulation. Who knows what the third skill is.
There is even a holy solution stage after the spiritual solution. You should know that the holy solution also has three skills.
However, it is very troublesome to obtain the Holy Solution. Xia Feng still doesn't know how to obtain it, and he guesses that Mu Qingtong doesn't have it either.
But in order to prepare for the future and prevent himself from being harmed by this evil witch, Xia Feng felt that it was imperative to enter the evil dragon space to enhance his mental strength!
The second level of magic power in the evil demon's heart is the touch of evil spirits, which can transform the absorbed evil spirit liquid into its own mental power.
Compared to searching for the rare and hard-to-find Spirit-Infused Fruit, it is obviously more cost-effective to devour the spiritual fluid in Miss Evil Dragon's body.
While he was thinking, the woman in the black dress lying on his thigh had a purple light shining between her eyebrows again, and a strange crystal with countless facets emerged from her eyebrows.
The moment the light spread out, Xia Feng groaned. He found that the spiritual pressure in his body was suddenly blocked and sealed in his soul, unable to escape at all. He couldn't even provide the spiritual pressure to support the operation of the spiritual weapon.
Whoosh—the twisted and struggling spirit Qingtong suddenly retreated back into the physical body, and its stagnant expression instantly became lively.
Her golden pupils were slightly annoyed, and she bit her teeth hard.
Xia Feng's fingertips were bleeding. He groaned, bent over, and suddenly pulled out his index finger. Then he quickly turned over, grabbed her right wrist and pressed her under his body.
The amethyst between Mu Qingtong's eyebrows seemed to have released a silent field, and the spiritual pressure of Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong herself within the field was all sealed.
Xia Feng couldn't help but wonder what the hell this thing was. It could not only provide Mu Qingtong with huge spiritual pressure, but also seal the spiritual pressure.
The thought flashed through his mind, and Xia Feng froze for a moment, as if he had thought of something. "Ms. Mu, you have been doing experiments. Could this amethyst be the result of your experiment?"
The woman in the black dress had her right hand clasped above her head, her wet silver hair scattered on the ground like a blooming silver flower in the snow. Her delicate little face, dripping with sweat, raised her eyes calmly at him, and suddenly hooked her legs around the back of his knees, flipping over with great force and pressing him down on her body!
Xia Feng's face changed, and he pushed off the ground with his heels to slide out, but Mu Qingtong quickly grabbed his lower body in an extremely strange grappling position, and his wrists were also locked above his head.
Mu Qingtong leaned forward, her beautiful face only half an inch away from Xia Feng. There was arrogance in her golden eyes that was no longer concealed. Her lips, covered with silver hair and sticky with moisture, opened and closed softly in a low voice: "Beat me, and I'll tell you."
(End of this chapter)
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