Chapter 290 290. Method
He. Why is he like this!
This believer is such a disrespectful believer!
Emperor Si's pretty face was dull and her little head was buzzing!
She never expected that Xia Feng would suddenly say such a thing, openly saying that he would blaspheme her as a believer. How could this be possible!
This is a sin! It is an immoral act that should never be done!
"Human, you can't do this." Emperor Si took a deep breath, his pupils became dignified again, his face serious.
"I kissed you several times out of concern and protection for my followers. I couldn't bear to see you suffer. How could you harbor such evil thoughts?"
She stared at Xia Feng with a serious expression, her brows furrowed tightly. "I'll forgive your disrespectful words this time, but don't do it again. Do you understand?"
To be honest, Xia Feng really admired Miss Xielong's pretentious attitude. Even in such a situation, she was still trying hard to find excuses.
Seeing Xia Feng still staring at her lips, Di Si frowned, pursed her lips slightly, and rebuked unhappily: "I'm asking you a question, do you hear me?"
Xia Feng blinked, staring at her quietly, and slowly approached her while earnestly warning: "Lord Dragon God, I am going to kiss you."
"." The voice of Emperor Si's reprimanding command paused, her beautiful face flushed, her pupils flashed with a strange white light, and her breathing became more and more rapid.
"I say, you are not allowed to kiss me!" She ordered in a deep voice, staring at the man's thin lips as he got closer with wide eyes.
Am I going to be blasphemed by this arrogant believer?
On this throne,
The believer paused and blinked: "I want to kiss you."
Emperor Si was stunned for a moment, then said seriously again: "No kissing!"
"I want it."
“No!”
"Yes."
“No!”
"Oh, okay then." Xia Feng nodded and stepped back, "Then I won't kiss you anymore."
"No—huh?!"
Emperor Siyin's slightly narrowed pupils, which were about to become distant, suddenly came back to his senses and met the believer's slightly smiling gaze.
"Master Dragon God, do you mean that we are not allowed to kiss?"
"You - what I mean is, you are not allowed to kiss!" Emperor Si said with a stern face.
Even as she said this, her heart was pounding. It was a strange feeling. Nothing had happened yet, but her reaction was much more intense than before.
Even the pain caused by the erosion of evil seemed to disappear.
"Oh, all right."
Xia Feng blinked and nodded, "Lord Dragon God, you are right. As your most loyal believer, I truly cannot do such a blasphemous thing!"
"I said, you are not allowed to—eh?"
"Lord Dragon God, rest assured. I am your most loyal believer. I only have admiration and respect for you. How could I possibly do something so disrespectful to you?"
Emperor Si: “.”
"How could you do this!"
The woman in the star-shaped skirt was so angry that her chest bulged and rose and fell, and her face looked slightly annoyed.
"What's wrong with me?" Looking at the believer's feigned doubtful gaze approaching her, Di Si's breathing quickened, and she couldn't help but rub her legs under her star-shaped skirt.
She pursed her lips in annoyance, this arrogant believer!
How dare you play tricks on me like this!
I am his god, how could he
"Lord Dragon God, what were you thinking just now?" Xia Feng was a little surprised, his black pupils widening. "You weren't thinking that I would really blaspheme you, were you?"
"!" Di Si pursed her lips, her face stern, "Xia Feng, I hate you."
"How annoying is it?"
“It’s so annoying!”
Xia Feng smiled and said, "How annoying is it?"
"I hate you so much, wuwuwu——I hate you wuwu~~~~"
The sudden attack made Emperor Si's little head buzz again.
The vertical pupils were sometimes blurred and dazed, sometimes cold and majestic, and finally a hazy watery luster appeared in the snow-white pupils, reflecting the believers' condescending dark eyes.
The elders of the tribe once said that the status of the God in the hearts of believers must be supreme. He must be the Lord to be prostrated, respected, and worshipped, like a ruler and his subjects, like a mother and her son, with an unbridgeable gap between them.
If one crosses this gap, it will be regarded as a taboo against morality, and will be cursed by the people, despised by the clan, and despised by the gods.
Di Si seemed to see the ancient gods standing in the clouds, sneering at her, and the elders sighing in disappointment. Shame and the addiction of immorality intertwined. In a trance, she raised her hand to press Xia Feng's shoulder, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist.
"Lord Dragon God, I am blaspheming you, which means my power is greater than yours. So, don't move!"
A cold command rang in his ears. On the throne, the woman in the star-shaped skirt tilted her neck back, her hands pulled above her head, and she looked at the crown of the World Tree with her narrow vertical pupils in a daze.
What a despicable believer! You're just a weak ant, yet you're so arrogant and dare to ask me to cooperate with you?
How disrespectful!
Emperor Si regained consciousness instantly!
She glanced at Xia Feng with disdain, but quickly looked away. What a blasphemy, it's blasphemy. Why are you staring at me?
Snap—the snow-white dragon tail showed off its star-shaped skirt again, and faint golden meridian lines flashed on the snow-white tail muscle lines, like some kind of sacred scripture marks, extending from the tail vertebrae all the way to the tip of the tail.
The tail tip was slightly wet and crystal clear, and it wound down along the white thigh until it reached the shiny ankle, with only a small section of the snow-white tail tip exposed and shaking happily.
The beautiful, pink and soft feet suddenly stepped on it and rubbed it gently.
To Xia Feng's surprise, when he told Emperor Si not to move, Lady Emperor Si really did not move at all.
However, the snow-white soles of the feet were constantly stepping on the trembling tail, as if suppressing something.
Noticing that the believers had finally stopped their blasphemous behavior, Emperor Si's rosy complexion returned to normal, and she sat up slightly with a stern face.
Xia Feng glanced at the messy wet marks on the fair collarbone of the woman in the God Seat, raised his head and suddenly asked, "Lord Dragon God, I have a question."
"Um?"
"How long can your dragon breath suppress the power of rules?"
"The power of rules is the underlying rule of the world. To some extent, it is even more powerful than divine power. With the dragon breath I am releasing now, I can suppress the power of rules for about ten days at most."
"Only ten days?"
Xia Feng was shocked. He thought he could suppress it for a long time. If that was the case, he would still be in danger.
Mu Qingtong won't let me go so easily!
He, Xia Feng, the leader of the Tao organization, must never endure such "humiliation under the crotch" again!
"Lord Dragon God, is there no other way?"
"That witch is still determined to do evil. She will definitely continue to abuse me. If I don't have any countermeasures, I will be in a passive position."
As he spoke, Xia Feng looked at Di Si expectantly.
Unfortunately, Emperor Si shook her head and said: "If I were in my prime, I would have many methods, but now..."
Xia Feng understood and nodded helplessly.
It seems that we have to find another way.
Seeing that the believers were in distress, Emperor Si couldn't help but frown. It was really hateful that the witch bullied my believers and trampled on their dignity!
If there is no solution in time, Emperor Si dare not imagine what kind of evil humiliation the believers will suffer.
Judging from the evil things that witches do now, they will definitely get worse in the future.
Therefore, as Xia Feng's lord, I have the duty to protect his physical and mental health! I absolutely cannot allow him to be humiliated again!
Thinking of this, Emperor Si pursed her lips and raised her eyes: "Actually, I have another way."
"Um?"
(End of this chapter)
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