I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 590 590. Who are you looking down upon?

The big hand pinched and pulled the soft flesh on her cheek.

Mu Qingtong raised her eyes, slapped Mr. Xia's hand away, and sat up with a cold expression.

"You are almost dead, but you still have a lot of strength." Xia Feng rubbed the back of his hand and marveled.

Mu Qingtong didn't want to say much to this male servant who would surrender to her sooner or later.

She put on the half-frame gold-wire mirror again and straightened her messy collar, but as soon as she stood up, her mind was dazed and her body swayed.

Mu Qingtong had to reach out and hold Xia Feng's shoulders to keep her steady.

She lowered her head, her forehead against Mr. Xia's broad shoulders, and her thin eyebrows slightly frowned.

Xia Feng glanced at the silver-haired woman: "What are you doing? Are you still pretending? I won't be fooled by you again."

Mu Qingtong paused for two seconds, pursed her lips, her voice was still a little weak, and she said helplessly: "Mr. Xia, although I am not dead, I am indeed injured."

Xia Feng was stunned, and his hand subconsciously raised, and then put it down.

But in the end, he raised it to support her thin shoulders, and lowered his head in confusion: "Is it serious?"

"My mental power is high, and the light-touch boundary wall performed by the fourth-level Zun can't cause any harm to me."

The silver-haired woman shook her head, "But I overused the Destiny Stone to make a wish to get the 'collapse particle', which has exceeded my body's load."

"Overuse?"

"Yeah"

Mu Qingtong explained the situation of the Destiny Stone in detail.

The last time she was surrounded and killed as Sirius, she consumed 5500 life points to wish for the Time Sea Cold Crystal, and forcibly opened the long river of time and space, so that she was able to escape.

After such a huge consumption, only 1230 points of life force remained.

This time she forced herself to wish for the collapse of particles, but the collapse of particles would consume 2,000 points of life force, and her balance was not enough to support it.

But she still forced the wish to succeed, but the price was that her physical condition would become very bad, and her luck and fate would be problematic, and all kinds of accidents that could kill her would come at any time.

"In short, if the hundreds of points of life force I owe are not replenished in time, I will indeed be close to death."

As soon as the voice fell, a bang suddenly came from the side.

The two turned their heads and saw that the tube plug of a test tube had loosened at some point, and suddenly broke open with a click. The special tube plug was ejected under huge pressure, like a bullet, and shot straight at the silver-haired woman.

Xia Feng frowned, pulled Mu Qingtong to the side, and the tube plug rushed past and happened to hit a button on the operating table.

"Zi--" The mechanical arm above the treatment bed received the command, turned right suddenly, and hit Mu Qingtong's head!

Xia Feng hugged Mu Qingtong and entered the Paladin space, looking at the mechanical arm outside doing Thomas full rotation in silence.

"It seems that you are really going to be unlucky."

"This is also the trouble now."

Mu Qingtong leaned weakly in Xia Feng's arms, frowned and nodded slightly, "Now we are at the critical stage of ascending to the throne, and it is not a solution if we continue to be unlucky like this. But it is not so easy to find the original divine power and replenish the vitality."

Seeing the silver-haired woman in trouble and unable to solve the current predicament, Xia Feng couldn't help but curl up his lips: "Original divine power, what's so difficult about it~"

Mu Qingtong glanced at him and said lightly: "If you want to ask your Lord God for help, then there is no need to say."

"Tsk, who are you looking down on? I mean, I have the original divine power in my hand now, Miss Mu."

"You?" Mu Qingtong looked suspicious.

The original divine power is something that is not easy to store. Mr. Xia has it?

Xia Feng's big hand holding her small waist deliberately touched down, patted the soft elastic twice, and smiled unpredictably, "How is it, Miss Mu, do you want it?"

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Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, Mu Qingtong could not help but raise her eyebrows, a little surprised.

She raised Xia Feng's chin with her fine fingers, looking at his confident and arrogant face, Mu Qingtong's lips slightly curled, and her red lips moved to Xia Feng's ear.

Xia Feng clearly heard the witch's weak voice, low and soft, plain but like a kitten's murmur: "I want it~" His breathing stagnated, his heartbeat speed inexplicably soared, and his lifeblood was unbearably raised to the sky.

He pressed against the witch's soft belly.

Mu Qingtong couldn't help but raise her beautiful eyes, her eyes were calm, but her slender hands suddenly grabbed his lifeblood and sneered.

The corners of her lips were raised with sarcasm, and she said helplessly: "Mr. Xia, what? Are you excited by this?"

"!" Xia Feng's scalp was numb, and his big hand sank into the silver-haired witch's curved hips. He raised his eyebrows and was about to continue to say something, but the Paladin space shook for a while and began to become unstable, showing signs of collapse.

It must be said that the backlash of Mu Qingtong's excessive use of the Destiny Stone was really outrageous.

He was hiding in the alien space, but it was still dangerous.

He had no choice but to exit the Paladin space and flee outside the laboratory.

At the same time, he spread his palm, and a ten-centimeter-high dark tower appeared in his palm.

Mu Qingtong leaned weakly in Xia Feng's arms, looking at the tower in confusion. The black tower had no top, and the oblique plane above seemed to have been cut off by a knife for several floors, and it was not complete.

"This is..."

"The Spirit Refining Tower." Xia Feng held her waist and explained in a low voice, "It is the relic of the god of the evil demon, and it is also a good thing I got in the evil world before. It can be used with your destiny stone."

Listening to Mr. Xia's detailed description, Mu Qingtong's calm golden eyes gradually lit up, and she couldn't hide her surprise.

It's fine to refine the divine object, but it can even refine the gods!

It has to be said that even she has to admit that this thing is powerful.

Seeing Miss Mu so surprised, Xia Feng curled his lips, and he couldn't suppress his desire to show off, but he still kept a light smile like a master, and the idea came to him.

The top of the Soul Refining Tower quietly became transparent, and he looked down into the tower.

I saw a red mist of light flowing in the tower, and there was a little light man with blood-colored chains tied to his limbs, imprisoned in the tower.

The golden ball on his head condensed extremely fine light golden threads, which spread all over his body and were almost invisible to the naked eye.

The little light man seemed to notice Xia Feng's gaze, and suddenly raised his head, roared fiercely, and roared unwillingly.

This person was Taohua Xingjun, and his godhood that was forcibly extracted from his body by the Soul Refining Tower.

Although the Soul Refining Tower was powerful, the refining speed was very slow due to its incompleteness, and Taohua Xingjun's status was much higher than Xia Feng, so it would take a lot of time to completely refine this god to death.

As Xia Feng thought, the thousands of divine golden threads surrounding the body of Taohua Xingjun quickly gathered like a tornado, forming a slightly thicker and longer golden mist flow.

A wisp of golden mist and two hundred golden threads floated out of the top of the tower and converged towards Mu Qingtong's eyebrows.

[Life force value: -770]

[Life force value: 830↑]

[Life force value: 8830↑]

A trace of original divine power can be converted into 8 points of life force.

A wisp of original divine power can be converted into 8000 life force.

Such a huge influx of divine power not only filled the deficit of the destiny stone, but also reached a historical high.

Xia Feng glanced at the slightly dim golden ball above Taohua Xingjun's head.

Ignoring Taohua Xingjun's angry roar, Xia Feng took back the Soul Refining Tower.

"Although the godhood of this eighth-level god is broken, there is still a lot of original divine power. Let's see after a while."