I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 38 38. Lord, are you surprised?

"Teacher Fu, why do you have to accept me as your disciple?" Xia Feng was puzzled.

"Because you are a genius, it would be a pity not to learn the sword."

No, I'm not a genius, I'm just a bad guy. Xia Feng seemed to have thought of something and said seriously: "Let's do this, teacher. Although I'm not a disciple, I can recommend an equally powerful genius to you."

"Equally powerful?" Freya became interested, "Who is it?"

"My fiancée—Mu Qingtong!" Xia Feng looked serious and extremely convinced, "Teacher, she is actually a genius, and you have all been deceived by her appearance!"

I’m a dead Taoist but I’m a poor Taoist, Mu Qingtong, I’m sorry~

"Were you talking about me just now?" But at this moment, a soft and leisurely whisper sounded from behind, with a slight smile.

Xia Feng's shoulders stiffened slightly, and he slowly turned his head and looked back.

I saw a woman wearing an elegant black skirt walking in from the corner of the door. With a gentle smile on her lips, she nodded politely to the two professors: "Teacher Fu, Teacher Chen."

"Oh, it's Xiaomu." Chen Xingdao nodded, "So little friend Xia Feng is your fiancé?"

"Yes." Mu Qingtong glanced at Xia Feng, pursed her lips in embarrassment and said helplessly, "Teacher Chen and Mrs. Fu, don't be offended. My fiancé has a wild temper and will say anything to achieve his goals. Don't be on the same level as him. "

"Yeah." Chen Xingdao nodded lightly. He naturally didn't believe Xia Feng's words. After all, he taught Mu Qingtong when he was a freshman. He could draw a basic triangular spirit structure in three days. By the time he was a sophomore, His spiritual pressure index is less than 60Voc, so he cannot be called stupid, but he is only at the level of an ordinary student. How can he be a genius?

As we all know, the spiritual pressure index cannot be disguised, and no one can escape the detection of the spiritual pressure meter.

Freya also nodded politely, indicating that she understood what Mu Qingtong meant.

Mu Qingtong came to her swordsmanship class several times this semester. She also tried Mu Qingtong's skills. Her spiritual pressure was very unstable and her ability to understand the structure of spiritual beings was average. But fortunately, she had a solid foundation. As long as she was willing to With study and some good opportunities, it is not impossible to advance to the second or third level in the future.

"Xia Xiaoyou, I didn't expect you and Xiaomu to have such a relationship."

Chen Xingdao has a good relationship with the Mu family and can be regarded as Mu Qingtong's elder. When he saw this, he said seriously, "In that case, it's just right. Xiaomu's spiritual structure is just average. If Xia Feng has time in the future, he can learn more." Teach her."

"Ah?"

"Xiaomu, you too, you know, you should learn more from your fiancé in the future. If you don't understand, just ask."

Xia Feng felt that this smelly Taoist priest looked very much like his seven aunts and eight aunts during the Chinese New Year, but now he was someone else's child.

And Mu Qingtong

Her thin eyebrows were slightly curved, and her words were still soft: "I know, Teacher Chen, I will learn more from Xiaofeng."

Xiao.Xiao Feng? ! Xia Feng shrank his shoulders and glanced at the woman with twitching eyes.

Chen Xingdao nodded when he saw this and looked at Xia Feng: "Since your fiancée is Xiaomu, I won't persuade you much. Of course, if little friend Xia Feng changes his mind, you can come to me."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and turned away with a little regret.

Freya glanced at Xia Feng, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed helplessly, "Okay, classmate Xia Feng, as I said, the teacher will always be waiting for you."

Xia Feng: "."

The remaining two people stood there silently watching the two people leave.

for a long time.

Xia Feng turned around and spoke first: "Miss Mu, I have to say, you are really good at pretending!"

"?" Mu Qingtong's beautiful golden eyes were confused, "Mr. Xia, I don't understand what you are talking about."

"." Xia Feng rolled his eyes, okay, as expected of you, you have come to this point and still refuse to admit it.

But to be honest, this world-destroying witch is really pretending. If he hadn't turned on the clairvoyant, he wouldn't have been able to see that Mu Qingtong was a peerless genius.

But what Xia Feng didn't understand was how did this woman cheat the test of the spiritual pressure meter?

Ling Yi is unlikely, after all, I can do everything she can do.

So a spiritual weapon?

Yes, it’s probably a spiritual weapon!

Thinking of this, Xia Feng's eyes lit up. What level was Mu Qingtong's spiritual weapon?

Could it be A? Even S?

I lost it! Xia Feng became excited when he thought of S-level weapons. For such a world-destroying villain, it would be unreasonable if he didn't have an S-level spiritual weapon, right?

"No, that's not right. I have an alpha level, so she might also be an alpha level. After all, she is the World-Destroying Witch."

"But it would be terrible if it was really alpha level."

Xia Feng has a lot of thoughts in his mind. After all, his [Divine Mirror Wutai] is currently unable to copy spiritual weapons of the same level.

"Why are you staring at me like this?" Mu Qingtong couldn't help but wonder when she saw Xia Feng staring at her in a daze.

Xia Feng blinked: "Has your spiritual weapon awakened?"

"No." She shook her head.

"What level is your spiritual weapon?" Xia Feng continued to ask doubtfully.

"I said no."

"Isn't it S-class?"

"I said, I haven't awakened!" Mu Qingtong's tone was slightly serious, and her beautiful eyes looked helpless under the half-rimmed gold glasses. "Mr. Xia, if you want to copy my spiritual weapon, you can try it."

"You will find out after you try it that I really don't have an awakening spiritual weapon, nor am I the genius you say I am."

Xia Feng didn't expect Mu Qingtong to be so calm and willing to take the initiative to copy the spiritual weapon for him?

But unfortunately, the opportunity for him to copy the spiritual weapon is to touch the target spiritual weapon or be attacked by the target spiritual weapon.

Without finding the original body of Mu Qingtong's spiritual weapon, there was no way he could copy it.

"How about it, do you want to copy it?" the woman in black skirt said with a smile.

"Forget it, forget it." Xia Feng waved his hand, "I can only copy once a day, wait until next time~"

With that said, he walked out of the door without looking back, and the staff outside happened to hear his last words.

Everyone onlookers immediately took out their mobile phones and spread the word about the limitations of Xia Feng's spiritual weapon.

"First-hand news, Xia Feng's copy cooling time is 24 hours! But I just don't know how long it will last after he copies a spiritual weapon."

"And I speculate that he probably won't be able to copy multiple spiritual weapons at the same time."

"Ah? There is only one copy position? It seems quite restrictive. I don't think it's worthy of A-level, QAQ."

"Bullshit! Isn't this worthy of A-level? It's already very buggy!"

"."

Xia Feng listened to the small discussion and walked out of the crowd.

His copy skill naturally has no CD limit, but he can copy it whenever he wants, but there is indeed a copy limit.

Currently, there is only one copy position, which greatly limits many of his tactics.

Fortunately, the copy position can be increased. As long as he is promoted to the second level, he can have one more copy position, and so on.

Unfortunately, it is not easy to advance to the second level. Xia Feng glanced at Mu Qingtong who followed closely.

"Miss Mu, what is your spiritual attribute?"

"Mu, what's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I just want to know what materials you still need to advance to the second level."

Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, everyone has their own spiritual attributes.

Different spiritual attributes require different materials to advance to the second level, and their rarity will also be different.

For example, spiritual materials with a woody nature will be much rarer and difficult to find.

"I'm just a trainee spiritual master, why should I consider second-level materials?" Mu Qingtong asked doubtfully.

"It's okay, why don't I just ask~~" Xia Feng waved his hand, as if I was just asking casually.

Mu Qingtong: "."

Although he knew her spiritual attributes, Xia Feng was not prepared to help her find promotion materials.

First of all, the spiritual pressure value has not yet reached the promotion standard. Secondly, Mu Qingtong's fighting spirit seems to be good now. There is a high probability that he will make up the materials and secretly promote himself.

There was no need for him to care at all. He was really just asking to make himself feel confident.

Now his main concern is the 'unborn wife'. Xia Feng touched the 'Pingshan Pocket Watch' he snatched from Yan Xukian in his pocket, feeling full of doubts in his heart.

"Well, Miss Mu, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first~"

Mu Qingtong silently stared at Xia Feng's leaving figure, her pretense of confusion faded away, but a mysterious and gentle smile slowly appeared on her lips.

"Master, what are you thinking about?" The maid Fei appeared behind her at some point.

"Fei, have you noticed that he also grows very fast? Just like me, he can quickly decipher the structure of a D-class spiritual suit just by thinking about it."

Mu Qingtong discovered that the more he studied his fiancé, the more magical he felt like looking in the mirror.

This feeling she had never felt before made her tremble and excited, like her reflection in the mirror, the same edge, but a different angle.

This made her truly feel that she was not the only star in the night sky.

She is not alone.

*

When Chanaxue came out of the Moon Dew Flower Pond, she received a letter from Yin, saying that Panda had a surprise for her.

"Surprise?"

Chana Yuki actually doesn't like the word surprise, because it often means unpredictable.

However, this is also the intention of the knight under her. Excluding the unpredictability of the part of speech itself, she is still satisfied and looking forward to it. It is good to relieve the boredom caused by seclusion.

After five days of seclusion, Gu Yue's practice was still slow, and the 1% critical point was always just shy of the mark.

This is just the beginning, and it is already so difficult. I can’t imagine how annoying every critical point will be in the future.

Fortunately, although Xia Feng's previous calculations were seriously wrong, she still had a way out.

As long as she shows sincerity and apology, I believe Xia Feng will forgive her.

But before that, let’s check out Panda’s surprise.

Arriving at the arena according to the navigation system, the audience had already left the arena, and only scattered staff were left in the aisles. She walked all the way to the waiting room, doubts gradually rising in her heart.

Why do these staff look at her so strangely?

Opening the door, Panda and Yin were sitting on both ends of the sofa, but Yanxujia was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing Chana Xue coming, the two of them immediately stood up and bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty."

"You said Yanxuga was dueling with someone, is this the end? Has he caused trouble again?" Chanaxue casually took off her beret and walked to the sofa.

"Not at all." Panda said with a smile, "My lord, Knight Yan has actually made a meritorious service this time."

The woman's long legs overlapped gracefully under the snow skirt. She gently stirred the black tea with a silver spoon and nodded softly: "Huh? Let's talk about it."

"Master's practice has been troubled by fetters for a long time, so we"

Panda recounted the events of the past few days. Of course, he did not mention the assassination of Xia Feng in the Evil Dragon Forest.

As Chanayuki listened, the spoon stirring the black tea in her hand became slower and slower, and finally stopped.

The crimson tea whirlpool slowly dissipated, and she didn't speak until the water surface returned to calm, and her inexplicably mysterious purple eyes were calm.

The long silence made Panda feel something was wrong. He swallowed and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty?"

The woman raised her purple eyes slightly and said calmly: "You said that Yan Xuga went to Xia Feng to get back the love token I gave to Xia Feng?"

"Yes, but the retrieval failed." Seeing that the Lord finally spoke, Panda breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in relief, "My Lord, if the token of childhood is in Xia Feng's hands, he will miss you after all, so I I also support Yanxujia.”

"You said, Yan Xuga also asked someone to slap the mushroom?"

"Yes, almost. Mushroom is Xia Feng's only friend. This can arouse his hatred towards Yan Xuga and you to the greatest extent."

Panda felt that that slap was a stroke of genius. It would be better if he could get a few more slaps.

Chanaxue picked up the black tea, took a sip and then put it down gently, frowning slightly: "It's a bit bitter."

"Ah? I'll go down and make it again." Panda stepped forward quickly.

"No need."

Chana Xue waved her hand, raised her eyes and asked again: "You said, Yan Xuxia still wants to cut Xia Feng into a pig?"

"Yes, it won't really hurt anything if you cut it into pieces and then use the Healing Spirit Clothes to recover it, but it will definitely fill you up with hatred!"

Speaking of this, Panda sighed, "It's a pity that Yan Xuga failed. Xia Feng was unexpectedly strong. But the result was not bad. Xia Feng definitely had a lot of resentment towards the Lord, which should be able to dilute it a lot." The bond line."

"Yes." Chanaxue nodded thoughtfully, her purple eyes calm, and asked softly: "So, Panda, is this your idea?"

Panda was stunned for a moment, and was about to say that part of it was.

But when he raised his head to meet the Lord's gaze, he was horrified! His round face suddenly lowered his head, and cold sweat ran down his back.

Damn damn damn! Where, where did it go wrong? Isn't my thinking wrong? Panda was frightened, and he quickly said, "No, no, this was Yan Xuga's idea, and I didn't stop him."

Chanaxue leaned on the sofa and stared at the sweaty knight quietly. Her tone began to turn cold: "Knight Panda, is this the surprise you were talking about?"

Sure enough, the word surprise is still so annoying! Chana Xue's eyes were cold.

Panda's breath hitched.

Yin stood aside and glanced at Fatty Pan in confusion, who didn't dare to say anything. She actually didn't quite understand what was going on now. She was a little hungry and wanted to eat.

"Panda Knight, do you know the purpose of my coming out this time?"

"Varied--"

"It's a double-month training."

"!!!"

Panda's pupils shrank suddenly and his face turned pale instantly. It turned out that this was the problem! ! Damn Yanxuga! Mudd! If it weren't for him.

"Where are the people from Yanxujia?" The woman's voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, and it was cold to the bone.

Panda trembled and said quickly: "Still - still unconscious in the medical hall, the injury is not serious."

Chanaxue turned her head and looked at the dazzling sunshine in the sky outside, feeling slightly dizzy. Is this idiot not dead?

"Pity."

She shook her head, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said calmly: "Report it to the General Court. In compliance with the contract between the Star God and the Righteous Star, Yan Xuga will be sent to Southern Xinjiang, so he has to be relieved of his duty as a guardian knight."

Panda was stunned: "But where is the Marquis?"

"No problem."

"Yes!" Panda quickly answered with his fists clasped, then walked out quickly and left.