Chapter 214 214. I am guilty
She retracted her gaze, her pale vertical pupils calm:
"Alright, my followers, come forward and I will completely eradicate the infection of lust for you."
The woman in the star-shaped skirt sat upright and raised her slender hand to beckon him.
Xia Feng followed his instructions and stepped forward, arriving close to the throne. He bent slightly, but Di Si held his shoulders. He raised his eyes with clear pupils, "Your absorption speed is too slow. Today, I will once again transfer blood for you."
"Ah? Coming again?" Xia Feng was a little surprised. He actually didn't like this method. The Dragon God's blood-transferring method was too rough, making people feel as if they were going to die at any time.
"Hmm?" The woman on the throne pursed her lips. "You don't seem willing?"
"Nothing." Xia Feng shook his head.
The lying Emperor Si's pupils froze for a moment. This was the first time she heard lies from this believer, mixed with fear.
The end of her skirt that bound her ankles couldn't help but stop swaying, and a complex and inexplicable emotion arose in the depths of her pupils.
Xia Feng keenly noticed the hint of cold displeasure in Miss Xielong's pale vertical pupils, and an inexplicable sense of horror suddenly rushed to the back of his head.
He suddenly felt a strange sense of unease.
But before he could think about it, the woman in the star-shaped skirt had already stood up from the throne.
Miss Evil Dragon was actually over 1.8 meters tall. As she stood up, her snow-white dragon tail covered with beautiful scales dragged on the ground. She walked slowly barefoot to Xia Feng, her pale vertical pupils looking coldly at him.
Xia Feng's heart tightened slightly, and he became inexplicably nervous. He hadn't noticed it before, but today, for some reason, he suddenly felt that Miss Xielong was so scary.
Is it because of the height?
In the past, Miss Xielong was always sitting, so it was hard to tell how tall she was. But when she stood up, she was a little taller than Xia Feng, which could easily put more psychological pressure on him.
"Hmm?" The Dragon God looked cold.
Xia Feng knew that now was not the time to think too much, let alone to offer suggestions. He reached out and carefully embraced the Dragon God's slender waist. After hugging her, he turned his face away, exposing his neck completely to the Dragon God's lips, making it easier for her to bite.
Looking at the neck so close to her, Di Si subconsciously stretched out her tongue to lick the corner of her lips. Without hesitation, she bit it down hard.
Xia Feng: “!”
A huge amount of divine dragon blood rushed in and poured directly into the depths of his soul. Xia Feng was so shocked by this suddenness that he almost cried out. He quickly reached out and pressed the Dragon God's shoulder and took a step back.
But the next moment, two fair arms wrapped around his back and held him back in their embrace with great strength.
"Don't move!" Emperor Si's voice echoed in Xia Feng's mind, commanding coldly.
“.”
Although Miss Xielong looks cold, serious, and unapproachable, she is usually very easy to talk to. But for some reason, she became very strong today.
Xia Feng didn't dare to resist, so he could only advise, his voice slightly hoarse: "Lord Dragon God, can you slow down a bit? I can't stand such a fast speed."
Di Si buried her head in his neck. She slowed down a little, but her slender hands touched his faintly trembling back and shoulder bones. She said in a cold voice, "My believer, are you afraid of me?"
Hearing this, Xia Feng instantly understood the problem.
"Lord Dragon God, you should know that even though I long for you psychologically, my physical fear of the dragon race's natural power is something I cannot control, especially when you actively infuse me with dragon blood and the powerful dragon pressure sweeps over my soul."
At this point, Xia Feng paused, then spoke softly, "My physical instinct makes me resist you, even hate you, but Lord Dragon God, please believe that my heart longs for you!"
The believer's thin lips pressed against her ear, and his sincere and heartfelt words made Di Si stunned. Is this really the case?
She couldn't help but stop infusing the dragon blood, and her moist red lips stained with blood lifted slightly, and her warm breath blew on his Adam's apple. Xia Feng couldn't help but tremble his shoulders. He was about to say something, but Miss Evil Dragon lowered her head again and bit the side of his neck.
"Lord Dragon God."
The hoarse voices of the believers due to lack of water rang in Di Si's ears, and were transmitted into her nerves, like thin and soft silk threads, entwining her heart in circles, and then suddenly tightening.
This believer really makes me happy. Unconsciously, Emperor Si's pale pupils narrowed into a dangerous slit, and the strength of her slender hands around Xia Feng's back became tighter and tighter.
Xia Feng felt something was wrong. No, what was going on? Why was he getting harder and harder?
"Lord Dragon God, are you still angry?" Xia Feng felt that he had seen through Miss Evil Dragon's thoughts. Miss Evil Dragon was a god who valued her believers very much and did not want her believers to be afraid or even terrified of her.
So Xia Feng felt that his answer should be enough to calm Miss Xielong down and clear up the misunderstanding.
"Lord Dragon God, how about this? You like candied haws, right? I'll go grab some and give them to you!" Xia Feng smiled confidently. "She's just a witch. When she meets me, she wouldn't dare to act rashly!"
What the believers said was actually no longer important. Emperor Si did not listen at all. However, the believers' arrogant and hoarse laughter in her ear was like a cluster of fire, gently touching the fuse of the gunpowder barrel. Emperor Si felt a lump in her throat and her heart beat faster and faster for some unknown reason.
She stopped infusing the dragon blood again.
Seeing this, Xia Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Lord Dragon God, you finally stopped."
With her soft cloud-gray hair draped over her sacred star skirt, Emperor Si slowly raised her head, and her pale and majestic vertical pupils also lifted up. Her gaze lingered from the believer's jaw to the thin and gently opening lips.
Listening to Xia Feng's gentle whisper, she could no longer suppress the evil fire at the bottom of the pool. Her heart was beating wildly, and her eyes were pounding with fire.
"Lord Dragon God?" Xia Feng felt something was wrong.
The snow-colored dragon tail now hung out its star-shaped skirt and drooped casually on the ground. The holy snow-white tail muscle lines were flashing with faint golden meridian lines, like some kind of sacred scripture marks, extending from the tail vertebrae all the way to the tip of the tail, and finally converging into a point of brilliance at the end of the tail, shining brightly.
Rustle——
Suddenly, it began to climb. Its slender legs, more than one meter long, quietly crawled up Xia Feng's right ankle and wrapped around it.
Xia Feng shuddered, and before he could react, the dragon's tail, with its soft yet powerful tail scales, quickly crawled up his calf to his thigh in circles, and finally contracted, suddenly tightening the trap!
"Lord Dragon God, what are you doing?!" Xia Feng was slightly startled and looked up, his eyes meeting those pale vertical pupils.
His vertical pupils were cold and arrogant, with supreme majesty.
Xia Feng was stunned. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, a beautiful face with an unquestionable indifference slowly leaned over and pressed its moist red lips against his.
I am guilty.
(End of this chapter)
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