Chapter 663: Mr. Xia, You Are Not Perfect Enough
Xia Feng didn't know what his body cells were afraid of, but he knew he should run!
Without hesitation, he escaped into the Paladin space, turned around and fled towards the surface.
But he had just teleported to the front of the safe house's barrier.
The wall of the house actually squirmed strangely, and a very thin vertical crack of golden thread appeared, and then it suddenly opened!
It was an eye the size of a palm, with dark purple spiral lines like water waves, shrinking from the eye socket to the pupil, and finally converging into a lavender swastika pattern, slowly rotating clockwise.
“Bang!”
Xia Feng crashed straight into the wall of the house and was sent flying against the wind by the huge rebound force.
"Damn it." Xia Feng was shocked. This safe house seemed to have a breath of life?
He turned sharply and looked at the ground.
The woman in the black dress was wearing high heels and walking slowly in the sea of gardenias. Her steps were elegant and her golden eyes were indifferent.
"Fear is the root of all things. It is because of fear that all things have been able to evolve continuously over billions of years."
Under Xia Feng's astonished gaze, the tips of the black-dressed woman's silver hair gradually turned into lavender purple, but only a small section was highlighted. The purple became lighter as it went up, and the silver hair was still flying in the upper middle section.
The clear and indifferent voice narrated slowly, "They fear pain, fear death, fear being eliminated by the laws of nature and ultimately annihilated in the long river of time. It is for this reason that fear fosters faith, enlightens spiritual wisdom, and promotes evolution and survival. Humans are the best creations created under fear."
"Unfortunately, I used to scoff at the so-called fear."
"But fortunately, Mr. Xia, you made me truly understand that fear is the best nourishment for the strong."
The silver-haired witch looked up, a gentle smile on her lips. "Only fear can make us stronger and more perfect! What do you think, Mr. Xia?"
“.”
What do I think? Xia Feng swallowed secretly. I think you shouldn't smile at me like that. I'm scared.
The silver-haired witch's slightly curly hair, dyed with lavender purple, fluttered, and the diamond-shaped amethyst between her eyebrows suddenly fell, leaving a strange diamond-shaped mark on her forehead. Her beautiful eyes were calm.
"And Mr. Xia, you are not perfect yet."
His tone was quiet, "But I can help you. Mr. Xia, do you want to become perfect?"
"." Xia Feng's breathing almost stopped. He could feel that Miss Mu had gone crazy.
The genius is on the left and the madman is on the right.
There is always only a fine line between them.
It seems that this time the stimulation was really too great, turning Miss Mu into a real witch. Xia Feng felt a chill in his heart, and without hesitation, he turned around and ran away again!
But what surprised him again was that the clothes on his body seemed to come alive, and they suddenly tightened with a breath of life.
The collar tightened around his neck like a rope, and strands of satin silk unraveled and spiraled upwards, wrapping him up like a silkworm chrysalis.
Xia Feng was suffocated and forced to look up. In his peripheral vision, he saw a smoky purple swastika-shaped spiral eye in the center of the tangled silk threads, which sometimes condensed and sometimes dissipated.
What the hell is this ability? Xia Feng wanted to escape into the Paladin space, but found that spiral purple eyes appeared in the surrounding space one after another.
At the same time, a strange bass voice, as sharp as a ghost's whisper, echoed in my ears, "Swallow, evolve. Swallow, evolve."
The sporadic sounds kept repeating, and the distorted space was compressed layer by layer.
Xia Feng felt like he was stuffed into a shrinking suitcase. His body and soul were being squeezed madly. He couldn't pass through the surrounding space through the Paladin Space, and he had difficulty breathing.
"Roar--!!" In the distant sky, Yue Hongli waved a bone halberd, and the long bone-white dragon under his feet received the order. The dragon roared to the sky, and its bone mouth that was spewing white flames opened wide and roared towards Xia Feng.
Trying to rescue Xia Feng from this strange confinement.
But the next moment, this bone dragon, which had actually been dead for a long time and had no intelligence, suddenly stopped. Deep in its cheekbones burning with white flames, two purple swastika-shaped spiral eyes suddenly condensed.
Gulu turned a little.
"Roar!!!" It raised its dragon head high and let out an excited and loud roar that shook the sky.
An extremely strong wind blew up.
The moon-red carp on the dragon's head was spiraled into the sky.
The bone dragon circled in the air and rushed towards Xia Feng again.
But after biting Xia Feng, it turned around and dived to the ground, respectfully crawling in front of the feet of the woman in the black dress, and spitting Xia Feng in front of and behind the feet of the woman in the black dress, making a low, obedient growl.
Xia Feng: “!!!”
No, your ability can also give bone dragons intelligence?
However, the swastika-shaped purple pupils deep in the bone dragon's cheekbones did not last long. After trembling slightly and revealing a hint of unwillingness, they suddenly collapsed.
The life force of the bone dragon dissipated completely.
Just as Xia Feng was about to stand up, his tie automatically tied itself up again and pulled him up.
He was brought directly in front of the silver-haired witch by his tie. Her cold little face looked extremely charming against the backdrop of the enchanting diamond shape between her eyebrows.
The witch hooked Xia Feng's chin with her slender fingers and slowly lifted his cheek.
She looked down with her beautiful eyes and said calmly, "Nothing more than that."
Xia Feng sneered, not intimidated at all: "Ms. Mu, you should know that if I use the Spirit Infant Transformation, you can't do anything to me."
After he killed Ye Lidongjun, he obtained a fourth-level spiritual infant that was ready to explode at any time.
Unless Mu Qingtong can use her newly acquired strange ability to stop the spirit baby from exploding, she will never be able to trap him.
Mu Qingtong's eyes were calm: "I really can't stop you from self-destructing. So Mr. Xia, if you want to escape, you can try."
Xia Feng raised his eyebrows: "Let me remind you, Miss Mu, if the Four Spirit Infants self-destruct, you will be seriously injured if not killed."
"I know." The silver-haired witch nodded lightly.
Xia Feng: “.”
"Strength isn't just about one's own abilities; it also includes things like emotions, memories, and personality. If you can put aside your feelings for me, disregard the high probability of me being seriously injured, and defeat me at all costs, then I'll still think highly of you."
"But unfortunately, you don't dare." She looked down at him with her beautiful golden eyes.
"I don't dare?" Xia Feng twitched the corner of his mouth. "You said it as if you dare?"
The silver-haired witch smiled faintly and shook her head, her eyes full of interest: "You can revive infinitely, why would I not dare?"
“.!”
So my ability to resurrect has become a weakness in your eyes!
The silver-haired witch grabbed Xia Feng's collar and threw him back onto the legs of the silver-haired clone on the sofa. The clone hugged Xia Feng around the waist with one hand and slowly touched his tailbone with the other hand.
"Mr. Xia, I have to say, whether it's the Suzaku Demon Armor or the power of the Dark River, these resurrection abilities are indeed very good, allowing me to -"
The silver-haired witch came and stood in front of Xia Feng, "Go ahead and do the violence!"
Her golden eyes were as cold and silent as the twilight valley, and she looked down indifferently as she spoke.
Xia Feng's black pupils widened, his hair stood on end, his tail vertebrae numbed, and his dragon tail was about to appear.
He quickly reached back to stop the clone from touching his waist, but the next moment, the witch in front of him grabbed his wrist.
The silver-haired witch took a step forward and approached. In the reflection of Xia Feng's suddenly constricted pupils, her beautiful golden eyes were filled with indifference and desire for violence that she had never had before!
The two women, one in front and one behind, whispered in a cold and quiet voice, "Mr. Xia, are you ready to face fear?"
(End of this chapter)
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