Chapter 664: Its Spirit
The sound was as fast as lightning, passing through Xia Feng's spine in an instant. He shook his shoulders, subconsciously raised his waist, and struggled left and right with his clever strength.
But at the same time, the silver-haired clone behind him suddenly produced a silver-bristle pen in his hand. The tip of the pen was fluffy white and surrounded by rose light, and it directly touched the center of his raised abdomen.
As if he had pressed a time-stop switch, Xia Feng's entire body stiffened, and his black pupils slowly shrank.
Mu Qingtong sat on Xia Feng's thighs. She took the brush from her clone's hand and continued to rub Xia Feng's belly button with the silver bristles at the tip of the brush.
Countless clear red lights flowed out from the center of his navel, and numbing electric currents quickly spread throughout Xia Feng's body, making him tense and relax over and over again, making it impossible for him to put up any resistance.
The witch's clone's cold and indifferent voice came from the side of his ear, "Mr. Xia, are you behaving yourself?"
"!" Anger of humiliation gradually rose in Xia Feng's eyes, burning fiercely.
Before, after killing Ye Lidongjun and escaping to the bottom of the Taiqin Sea, Mu Qingtong took advantage of his unconsciousness and used the [God's Relic·Human Body Painting Pen] to draw a special symbol on his abdomen, forming a [weakness].
This caused his abdomen to become a weak switch. Once the owner of the body painting pen touched it, his whole body would become stiff and unable to move, and the movement of his spirit particles would also be hindered.
In addition to [weaknesses], Mu Qingtong also used the [body painting pen] to develop an ability called [empathy].
If he wanted to do something bad with another woman, Mu Qingtong would sense it and consciously lean over him to experience it with him.
It is said that this is to restrict him from doing bad things.
Of course, Xia Feng is not worried about empathy for the time being.
It was mainly this [weakness] ability that made him easily controlled by the evil witch.
Let him lose his dragon tail.
When Miss Xielong had expressed her request in a subtle way, he would never agree. After all, just thinking about that feeling made him feel weird and humiliated.
"Miss Mu, please don't force me." Xia Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cluster of red flames flashed between his eyebrows, as if he was about to activate the spiritual infant transformation.
The silver-haired witch remained unmoved. Instead, she leaned forward, her purple-streaked hair falling on Xia Feng's cheeks and neck. Her golden eyes looked down at him indifferently, without saying a word.
But the clone behind him whispered softly, "Mr. Xia, I'm completely defenseless right now. If you use the Spirit Infant Transformation, there's a 90% chance you'll kill me directly. Do you want to try?"
".!" Xia Feng's eyelids twitched slightly. Is this sinister witch starting to play tricks?
However, according to Mu Qingtong's theory of strength, emotions are also part of one's own strength. Mu Qingtong uses emotions to check and balance him, preventing him from acting rashly, which can be regarded as a tactical victory.
It's not cheating.
But this made Xia Feng very uncomfortable. In the current situation, it seemed that he was being suppressed by Miss Mu in all aspects!
No, that's not right! Xia Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and it suddenly occurred to him that he actually had a trump card.
A trump card he almost forgot.
Pure blue-level divine relic - synchronous pendant!
When he first met the S-rank wanted criminal Feng Jianyi, the reason why he was willing to help Feng Jianyi escape from pursuit was for this [Synchronous Frequency Pendant].
A treasure specifically designed to restrain the evil witch's [Destiny·Greed] ability.
Later, after secretly finding this item in Feng Jianyi's laboratory at the bottom of the Taiqin Sea, it has been placed in a corner of the Nashi space.
Today, if this hateful witch dares to do anything to him, he will definitely let her know what it means to hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt yourself by two thousand!
Xia Feng sensed it, but frowned again.
It actually doesn't take much mental energy to activate the synchronous pendant.
But now his mental strength has been exhausted because of Mu Qingtong's unknown holy ability!
"Mr. Xia, please be good and let the dragon tail out, okay?" The witch's voice was unusually soft, but Xia Feng could hear the cold and evil hidden beneath the gentle tone.
It made Xia Feng feel very unfamiliar.
It even made him wonder who was the more dominant one.
The silver-haired witch used the silver bristles of the brush to rub Xia Feng's abdomen, while quietly looking down at Mr. Xia and admiring his stiff and embarrassed expression.
A subtle panic flashed across his furrowed brows, his thin lips opened as if he wanted to say something but stopped, and sweat was faintly visible on his forehead.
What a delightful expression, Mr. Xia. Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes flashed with coldness. She knew that her mental state was not very good, but she didn't care much.
If she doesn't punish Mr. Xia today, she really is not thinking straight!
After letting go of the brush and performing the Soul Sealing Technique on Xia Feng again, she raised her hand and patted the edge of Xia Feng's pants, causing his clothes to instantly disintegrate into spiritual light and dissipate into the air.
"Wait!" Xia Feng said quickly.
"Hmm?" The silver-haired witch looked at him disdainfully.
"Miss Mu, even if I don't resist, I can still release my dragon tail and let you dye it black." Xia Feng said helplessly, his tone slowing down. "But you have to let me die with understanding, right? What are these new abilities you demonstrated today?"
He has to buy time.
Restore mental strength!
At least the mental strength must be restored to a level sufficient to drive the synchronous pendant.
The silver-haired witch narrowed her eyes slightly: "Want to know?"
"Yeah." Xia Feng blinked and nodded, "I want to know."
"Then take off your shirt." She ordered calmly.
"." Xia Feng paused, took a deep breath, and raised his hand to unbutton his collar.
Mu Qingtong admired Mr. Xia's expression of resentment and his stiff movements while smiling faintly, "This is my second Saintly Dissolution ability [Spirit of Transformation]."
"Anyone who is marked by me and who looks at me for 20 seconds will have their mental power forcibly taken by me."
"!" Xia Feng paused in his unbuttoning action, slightly startled. Directly forcibly seizing the target's mental power?
This ability is actually very limited, but it is also very effective!
There's also a mark? She's actually planted a mark on me without anyone noticing?
"Don't stop." Mu Qingtong frowned.
"." Xia Feng suppressed his anger and continued to unbutton his clothes and pull up the edge of his shirt.
"Furthermore, after I commandeer the spiritual power, I can urge it to form a [Duplicate] that is difficult to distinguish from the target's original body, or form my own spiritual puppet clone."
It turns into a clone? Xia Feng was shocked again, as if he had thought of something, "Can this [It turns into a clone] replicate the target's spiritual clothing or spiritual weapon abilities?"
The silver-haired witch smiled faintly: "Mr. Xia, if you want to know more detailed information, there will be a different price."
After Xia Feng took off his shirt, he didn't intend to delve into the matter further. He raised an eyebrow and continued to ask, "Where is the Destiny Stone? Did you just successfully construct the fourth rule power? Can you tell me what this rule power does?"
Mu Qingtong glanced down with her beautiful eyes and ordered in a condescending voice:
"Release the dragon's tail."
"Once your tail vertebrae are strongly stimulated, the dragon tail will be released automatically. So, Mr. Xia, are you going to do it yourself, or do you want me to help you?"
“!”
I can bear it!
Xia Feng secretly clenched his fists. He could feel that his mental strength was about to recover.
He hesitated for a moment, and as his thoughts moved, a short, dark tail drooped out from the tailbone at the bottom of his back.
The base of the tail was instantly grabbed by the slender hand of the evil witch behind him!
Hold on tight!
Xia Feng's back and neck stiffened instantly, as if an evil hand had grasped his soul's lifeline. An unprecedented terrifying sense of crisis invaded his whole body, and panic rose uncontrollably and rapidly.
(End of this chapter)
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