I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 392 - 367. palace character

The Golden-skirted Goddess was merely a strand of Sister Yi's will, relying on a sliver of Divine Power to form an entity with a tangible sense of touch that was comparable to the real body.

She boasted enticingly full curves.

Xia Feng gazed upward, his cheek pressing against the cool skin of the woman's face beside him; her red lips exhaled, and her light, tranquil fragrance lingered at the edge of his nostrils.

However, beyond that, there was also a terrifying Divine Pressure causing the hair on the back of his neck to stand on end.

Each word the Goddess uttered softly from behind him pressed down so heavily that he found it hard to breathe.

His throat was dry, and it was difficult for him to express, "Sister Yi, Sister Yi..."

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But in the next moment, it felt as if his earlobe was lightly bitten by an evil snake hidden in a damp location, and a fine current of electricity shot straight from the hollow of his ear to the nerves of his cerebellum.

His dark pupils dilated, and he widened his eyes in disbelief at Sister Yi's action.

A kilometer away.

Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes remained serene, appearing not to be the least bit emotionally disturbed by Gong Changyi's provocation.

Her gaze was fixed on the man in the arms of the Golden-skirted Goddess,

At this moment, because of the woman's nibbling on his ear, Mr. Xia's neck and cheeks were flushed red as if he was under tremendous stimulation, his dark pupils gradually becoming hazy.

But Mr. Xia recovered his senses quickly,

His dark eyes met hers directly; his pupils froze for an instant, yet his deep Mind Transmission was still steady, resounding in her heart:

"Miss Mu, don't worry about me, I will find a way to free myself."

Mu Qingtong paid no attention to his words, her expression indifferent, her golden eyes like a calm, secluded lake that remained undisturbed.

She watched nonchalantly as the Golden-skirted Goddess traced a path from his ear and neck to Mr. Xia's cheek and the corner of his lips.

Mr. Xia's body, which should have belonged to her alone, was being blatantly violated by a so-called Goddess right before her eyes.

The Goddess raised her eyes, her gaze gentle and even faintly indulgent and languid, as she looked at her, the corners of her lips turning up in a teasing arc.

Her silver hair fluttered in the wind, Mu Qingtong remained calm and unmoved.

Xia Feng hadn't expected Sister Yi to be so crazy, nor had he expected Mu Qingtong to stand still and just quietly watch him.

He also couldn't figure out what emotions lay hidden beneath Miss Mu's calm surface of golden lake.

This unknown made his heart beat faster, and unease inexplicably filled his chest.

"Hiss—"

The Golden-skirted Goddess had, at some point, slipped her slender hand inside his shirt. Xia Feng once again threw his head back, turning to look at the incredibly beautiful side face filled with Divine Light, his pupils dilating:

"Gong Changyi, you've gone mad!"

"Little Feng, do you like me, the Goddess?" the Golden-skirted Goddess asked softly and gently.

"..." Xia Feng took a deep breath, "Sister Yi, I've always seen you as my sister."

"Oh, is that so. Do you like Mu Qingtong then?" Gong Changyi seized his lifeline, gradually applying more pressure.

Because of her action, Xia Feng's face stiffened instantly, turning red.

Ever since Gong Changyi had picked him up from a trash-filled alley and brought him back to Liu Mansion to raise him during his childhood, he indeed regarded Sister Yi with respect and even fear.

As for whom he liked... that was a difficult question to answer.

Because he harbored love for the whole world; he liked anyone who was kind to him, like Evil Dragon Miss, like Miss Mu... Yes, that's right, he was philanthropic!

Seeing Xia Feng avoid her gaze and not respond, Gong Changyi let go of his soul's lifeline.

But in the next moment, she suddenly grasped it tightly again, watching silently as Xia Feng's face alternated between red and white under her torment.

"It appears you have indeed fallen for that ordinary woman called Mu Qingtong."

Gong Changyi smiled faintly and withdrew her hand, the misty white moisture evaporating from her crystal-clear hand, which she sniffed near her nose.

Displeased, she released her grasp and shook her head with a gentle voice, "But that doesn't matter. You know, Little Feng, your sister loves to snatch things the most."

"..."

As she spoke, Gong Changyi's gaze lifted once more to the distant rooftop, where the woman in black still showed no signs of leaving.

"Mu Qingtong, if you don't dare to come in and save him, then get lost," she said softly and serenely, looking down from on high, "And don't let me see you again."

Xia Feng really wanted to persuade Sister Yi to stop while she was ahead. Of all people to provoke, why the Destructive Witch?

If Mu Qingtong were to suddenly remember today's events in the future, Xia Feng didn't dare to imagine the kind of terrifying situation Gong Changyi would face.

It seemed that Gong Changyi actually had a stronger death wish than him, completely unaware of the terrifying nature of the person she had provoked.

Of course, now wasn't the time to think about these things, because Xia Feng suddenly discovered!

Characters were being imprinted onto his lifeline?

The character [Gong] shone with faint golden light, slowly taking shape in the center of his lifeline.

"Do you like the Eternal Day Divine Seal, Little Feng?" Sister Yi's light laughter rang in his ear.

As the imprint continued to form, information simultaneously surfaced in Xia Feng's mind.

Simply put, this divine seal could enable him to communicate with Gong Changyi at any time, regardless of their spatial distance.

At the same time, Gong Changyi could use this divine seal to control his limbs, sense his real-time location, and see what he could see.

The seal carried a half strand of Divine Power, possessing both coercive and indelible characteristics.

He wondered if it might be possible to erase the mark if he sought the help of Evil Dragon Miss.

The Golden-skirted Goddess gripped his lifeline once again, accelerating the formation of the seal.

Xia Feng gritted his teeth, about to resist, but then he caught Miss Mu's meaningful gaze.

Without the need for Mind Transmission, he and Miss Mu had a tacit understanding. He easily grasped her message: Mr. Xia, draw Gong Changyi's attention.

Seeing this, Xia Feng pursed his lips and leaned close to Gong Changyi's ear, letting out a suppressed hum that had been brewing in his throat.

Gong Changyi's beautiful eyes widened slightly in surprise; she hadn't expected Little Feng to make such... terrible sounds.

She pressed her lips together, held Xia Feng tight, and quickened the pace of her hand on his lifeline, "Be good, Little Feng, don't move around, it'll be over soon."

Xia Feng felt tingles on his scalp; the process of branding the divine seal was painful, affecting both the lifeline and the soul.

Soon, the divine seal was completely formed.

The Golden-skirted Goddess nodded in satisfaction, but just as she was about to say something, her divine gaze sharpened and she swiftly turned around!

Behind her, the column of light that allowed her to descend to this place was rapidly disintegrating!

If the column of light disappeared, she too would vanish, unable to remain any longer.

However, a thousand meters up in the clouds, next to the column of light, a red-haired maid in a maid's outfit appeared with a Purple Crystal flickering faintly on her forehead.

Right now, the maid had her hand on the column, which was swiftly disappearing and collapsing due to her touch!

Gong Changyi instantly realized that there was a vague connection between this maid and Mu Qingtong.

"Seeking death," she coldly directed her gaze toward the woman in black in the distance, a chilling intent to kill rising from the depths of her eyes.

But just as she was about to move, she was suddenly hugged tightly by Little Feng, who gave her backside a forceful slap, stunning her, while a teasing laugh resounded in her ear,

"Sister Yi, farewell~"

Her pupils dilated, barely able to suppress the cold rage within, her delicate hand reaching out just touched Xia Feng's smiling cheek.

Her slender fingertips dissipated, and then her entire being transformed into Spiritual Light, vanishing into the world.

"Little brother, you can't escape..."

Only the woman's ethereal, cold voice lingered, long failing to disperse.

Finally free! Xia Feng's anxious heart settled at last.

"Phew~~~~" he exhaled a sigh of relief.

But in the next moment, he spotted the woman in black appearing silently from the corner of his eye, approaching unhurriedly, like a ghost.

Xia Feng's heart couldn't help but race once again.