Chapter 452 452. Mr. Xia, I like you
Xia Feng originally thought that Mu Qingtong could discover the fact that he had been resurrected through image transmission.
But surprisingly, it seemed that because he was in the nightmare world, Mu Qingtong still could not sense his presence.
It seems that this newly developed Qinggu Zhuiyin technique is still a bit crude.
Xia Feng complained silently in his heart, but when Mu Qingtong suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him calmly again and said those two sentences.
Xia Feng was shocked, huh?
Emperor Si, looking down from above, keenly noticed the astonishment in the believer's eyes. Her pupils narrowed dangerously, and she released the believer's thin lips: "What are you doing?"
Xia Feng came back to his senses, shook his head calmly, and said, "Nothing, I just saw some images through the tracking technique. Lord Dragon God, you won't be interested."
"lie."
The first half of the sentence is the truth, the second half is a lie. The woman in the star-shaped skirt frowned, and her eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
Soon, she realized that the spiritual clothing currently used by the believers was a type of spiritual clothing that projected vision through their own bones.
When the believer died before, she had dragged the remaining remains of the believer's head to Mu Qingtong and asked the witch to keep it for her.
But later the believer was resurrected, and she was too lazy to find a way to get the head back.
So, it's obvious that the believers are now using tracking spirit clothes to secretly meet with the witches?
In other words, when I was punishing him and kissing him just now, this believer was not only thinking about the witch in his heart, but also seeing the evil witch in front of him?!
Dragon God: “!!!!”
When he thought of this, the pair of majestic vertical pupils under the brow where the dark golden cross sword was flashing shrank into silver needles, and the sharp tips of the needles emitted a cold light.
Xia Feng's hair stood on end, and he thought to himself that something bad was going to happen.
"My follower, the witch is right in front of you, right?"
“.!”
"You are so half-hearted and disrespectful when accepting my punishment, Xia Feng. I am really angry."
"I didn't... uh~~"
It was the smell of lies, and she blocked and bit it hard.
"My followers, are you seeing me or that witch?"
“!”
Because of the Dragon God's attack, Xia Feng's vision was a little unstable.
Miss Xielong's face and Miss Mu's face overlapped, creating a double image and a hazy feeling.
He tried his best to ignore the feeling on his lips, quickly stabilized his vision, and saw Miss Mu's cold face again.
However, Miss Xielong's pale vertical pupils would appear in Miss Mu's golden pupils from time to time, which made Xia Feng feel quite strange.
The glass pedestal was very tall, and the skull suspended in the middle of the pedestal was only a few centimeters shorter than the woman in the black dress.
The woman's slender fingers gently stroked the edge of the cheekbone, her beautiful eyes gazing intently, as if she could really see Xia Feng's face.
Mr. Xia asked her four times in total, "Do you like me?"
The first time was when she discovered that Mr. Xia had an evil mark imprinted on his abdomen by the Dragon God. When the two were discussing Mr. Xia's responsibilities as her fiancé, Xia Feng tried to trick her into saying "I like Mr. Xia".
The second time was before the two of them were about to use the Yin-Yang Mirror for dual cultivation.
The third time was after she accepted the challenge of the evil dragon and came out of the sealed place.
The fourth and final time.
In the chaotic turbulence of time and space, the guy's heart was pierced by a long sword.
When he looked up at her, his black pupils still hid expectation, "Miss Mu, do you like me?"
Unfortunately, everything happened too quickly. The explosion of the space-time turbulence directly annihilated everything, including the face that still had a smile on its face even before death.
Mu Qingtong actually already had the answer to Mr. Xia's question in her heart.
The emotion represented by the word "like" can have many interpretations, which can be love, family affection, friendship, pet affection, possessiveness, etc.
But for her, the relationship between her and Mr. Xia is more...
Same kind of feelings.
That’s right!
Mu Qingtong admitted that she did like Mr. Xia.
But more often than not, when she unexpectedly discovers a fellow who suits her taste while seeking a strong man, she feels surprise and joy, and after experiencing certain things together, she gradually develops a liking for this fellow.
And this good feeling is the liking for the same kind——
It is different from love, family affection, friendship and even possessiveness - it is a kind of affection among the same kind.
Considering that few people in this world would have this kind of feeling, Mu Qingtong decided to name this feeling - Tongqing.
Because of this, Mu Qingtong finally understood what she regretted.
She did regret that she was not careful enough and accidentally let Mr. Xia die for her.
But what she regretted even more was that she didn't tell Mr. Xia the words that she already had the answer to in her heart.
"Mr. Xia, now I can answer you."
Xia Feng's black pupils condensed slightly, his heart beat fast, and he stared quietly into the pair of beautiful pale golden eyes that seemed to be right in front of him.
Miss Mu's cold eyes were filled with so many emotions at this moment: confusion, sadness, anger, and regret. She caressed his face with her delicate fingers, and opened her red lips slightly, as if whispering to him:
"Mr. Xia, I like you."
Xia Feng: “!!!!”
Emperor Si discovered that the believers' heartbeats had reached an unprecedented high. Hei Tong was shocked, and his pupils dilated and contracted.
Clearly, the witch had said something to the believers that had them so excited! A hint of anger flashed across Emperor Si's dangerous, needle-like pupils, and her attack intensified.
Bad believer! Bad believer! Bad believer!!
Xia Feng felt suffocated, but he was already adept at dealing with it.
Ignoring Miss Xielong's kiss once again, he looked thoughtfully at the woman in the black dress who confessed her love to him.
I am so excited!
Hehehe~ Miss Mu, I’ve finally been waiting for you to hear these words!
The reason why he kept an eye on Mu Qingtong's situation was that he wanted to see if Mu Qingtong would say something socially destructive in front of his dead head.
Hard work pays off. Mu Qingtong not only said it, but also chose the most socially unacceptable sentence to say.
This undoubtedly means that his love campaign against Miss Mu has achieved a phased success!
It’s a pity that he couldn’t use any props to record Miss Mu’s confession just now.
But it’s actually no big deal.
Because his memory is the most powerful means of recording.
There must be spiritual clothes or spiritual weapons in this world that have the function of retrieving memory images.
By then
Hehehe~ Xia Feng laughed strangely in his heart. He was already looking forward to the moment of reuniting with Miss Mu.
At that time, he would directly throw this memory image in Miss Mu's face, put his hands on his hips and laugh, mocking her arrogantly, so that this evil witch who had humiliated him many times would be completely socially destroyed!
Oh, how will Miss Mu react then?
When he thought of this, Xia Feng's mouth corners were harder to suppress than AK.
"Mr. Xia, I like you."
Mu Qingtong murmured and said it again, but unfortunately, the skull in front of her was just a dead object after all and could not answer her words.
It was even more impossible to hear her words.
That's why she said it again.
"Mr. Xia."
"I like you."
(End of this chapter)
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