I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 234 234. Evil Dragon Diary 16-

【Awakening Calendar 44th】

[Pain level 139 million, desire 58.76%]

【today.】

【He didn't come】

[Is he scared? 】

[Indeed, something has been wrong with me these past few days. I have repeatedly invaded his lips and tongue under the pretext of nourishing his soul. Even when I listened to his begging for mercy, I never showed mercy. He must have been frightened.]

[Well, that’s not right, that’s not right either. He is my believer and will never be afraid to dislike me! 】

[Maybe something happened today, he should come in tomorrow. 】

[45th day of awakening calendar]

[Tomorrow, tomorrow he will definitely come in! 】

【Awakening Calendar Day 46】

[Wait, wait another day! 】

The diary was flipped, pages 47 to 54 were filled with exclamation marks, and there was no new record until the 50th day.

[If you don’t come in, you won’t come in! Just right! I'm going to sleep! 】

【Awakening Calendar Day 54】

[Pain level 139 million, desire 58.76%]

[It’s been 10 days and I don’t know why, but the pain has increased slightly, which is beyond what I can bear. It hurts so much.]

[A strange thing happened today. A figure appeared outside the sealed land. It seemed to be a woman, but she left quickly. 】

[I don’t know its intention, and it doesn’t look like it’s here to check if I’m awake. 】

【Whatever】

[Wait for him for one last day, this is really the last day! 】

The pages covered with messy lines continued to turn rapidly, covered with exclamation marks and irregular black lines, 55, 56, 5769.

[70th day of awakening calendar]

[Xia Feng, I want to eat candied haws.]

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"Kacha kacha——"

Mu Qingtong sucked in a bright red fruit, and the right cheek of her beautiful face bulged. As she bit her teeth gently, the sweet and sour taste penetrated the tip of her red tongue, and the molasses flowed into her stomach along the base of her tongue, as if she was tasting it. When she arrived at the delicious food in the world, she leaned lazily in Xia Feng's arms and squinted her beautiful eyes, feeling very comfortable.

Xia Feng gently hugged the thin shoulders of the woman in black dress, lying on her back with sweat on her face.

After leaving the cloud platform, the capsule ship sailed at full speed in the Eternal Sea for two days, re-pursuing No. 14, who was lucky enough to survive and escape on the star wheel.

During this period, he was planning to enter the evil dragon space while Mu Qingtong was resting, but he didn't expect that Mu Qingtong suddenly became interested and insisted on fighting with him.

This fight was so dark again that Xia Feng almost fell apart. If it weren't for the fact that Mu Qingtong's strength was steadily increasing, he would never do such a thankless thing again.

So just like that, after a fierce battle on the boat, Mu Qingtong lay on top of him contentedly and tasted the dessert after the meal.

Mu Qingtong stretched out her red and tender tongue and gently licked the corners of her lips stained with sugar like a cat. Seeing Xia Feng lowering his eyes, she handed the candied haws skewer to Xia Feng's thin lips.

Xia Feng opened his mouth and took a bite, chewed it carefully, and nodded happily, "It's quite sweet."

The capsule ship moves forward quietly on autonomous driving.

After resting for a while, Xia Feng wiped his mouth and stood up slightly: "Okay, Miss Mu, I have to enter the divine space."

Boom! !

But at this time, there was a loud noise mixed with a very harsh scream, and the waves surged, causing the capsule ship to vibrate slightly and rise and fall.

The two men's eyes narrowed slightly, and they looked up at the display screen.

There was nothing unusual around, the place where the explosion occurred should be some distance away.

Xia Feng took out the location card and took a look. The direction of the explosion was exactly the same as that of No. 14.

No. 14 had more than a hundred health points in his hand, but Xia Feng was actually in no hurry to pursue him.

But now, Xia Feng is really afraid that guy No. 14 will die in the hands of others, and he will suffer a big loss.

"Come on, let's go take a look."

The capsule boat set off again, speeding through layers of ocean currents.

Soon, the scene ahead came into view. The wreckage of three battleships was surrounded by pale flames and slowly fell towards the bottomless abyss below.

The pilot who was still alive inside fell out of the cabin and was swallowed up by the sudden whirlpool with a horrified look on his face. He disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Countless metal fragments floated in the azure sea water, and waves of air continued to spread out from the center of the continuous wreckage.

Whizzing--

The red cone-shaped ship rushed out of the blurry air waves, fell straight to a cloud platform, passed through the airflow layer, and hit the rugged surface with a rumble.

Following closely behind were ten cone-shaped ships. After also passing through the airflow layer, about thirty people in dark combat uniforms fell to the ground.

Everyone held a psychic gun in their hands, and the continuous blue bullets were like a rain curtain, shooting towards the wall of fire that surrounded the red cone-shaped ship.

From the wall of fire, a tall woman wearing a loose white martial arts robe walked out with a long sword hanging at her waist.

The black belt tightened her slender waist, and her long burgundy hair flew back with the fire. She raised her cold little face stained with orangutan blood, and stared at the rain of bullets with her eyes as cold as a lioness's. .

bass--

The thin hand holding the handle of the knife moved lightly, and suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared. The tall and proud curved shadow of the woman was instantly penetrated by the bullet rain, and turned into smoke and disappeared.

The next moment, a cold light quietly appeared in the center of the enemy's formation, and a reddish arc flashed. Six men in combat uniforms covered their necks with blood spurting, and slowly fell to the ground. A rain of blood fell from the sky.

The red-haired woman swayed, then put the long knife on the ground with her backhand, covering her abdomen and her face turned pale, "Pfft——"

There was faint black blood in her vomiting mouth, and she was holding on to the handle of the knife a little weakly.

On a suspended cone-shaped boat, stood a middle-aged man in a dark red suit. He looked down and smiled:

"Freya, let's capture him without any effort. With your serious injuries now that all your spiritual pressure has been lost, you won't be able to escape."

The red-haired woman slowly raised her head, her blood-spattered beautiful eyes were calm, but the corners of her lips quietly curled up in a weird arc of excitement.

Swish——

It was obvious that her injuries had become more serious, but her teleportation speed was even faster than before. The three people who were guarding the gun in the distance were stunned. Before they could react, they saw their own headless corpse in their field of vision, heading toward her. He fell flat on his own.

"Damn it! Stay away from her!"

Someone shouted, "We can't give her a chance to get close——"

But the words were equally abrupt.

The burgundy figure was like a ghost on the flame-filled battlefield. Every time the sword flashed, at least one person's head was about to fall to the ground.

But after killing ten more people, the woman vomited out a large mouthful of black blood again, gasping for breath while holding the knife, her eyes already bloodshot.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that the woman was at the end of her fight. He waved his hand, and suddenly, gunfire started again.

Just as the two parties were fighting, an invisible capsule ship quietly approached the cloud platform.

"This figure looks so familiar," Xia Feng muttered. When the display screen zoomed in, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Teacher Fu?"

After Xia Feng showed his "talent" at Weiyang College, Freya has been pestering him to accept him as a disciple, even spending money to support him, just hoping that Xia Feng can become her personal disciple

Since Xia Feng rarely went to the academy to attend classes, she rarely saw Teacher Fu. He didn't expect to meet her here.

"Miss Mu, it seems we are going to have a gorgeous heroic rescue of the beauty."