Chapter 179 179. Blood-sucking
Miss Evil Dragon’s palm was soft, but her strength was so strong that Xia Feng couldn’t move even an inch forward. He couldn’t help but raise his eyes in confusion.
The majestic and cold vertical pupils of Emperor Si revealed a hint of helplessness: "I can give you blood. You don't need to lick it."
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Yes. , it seems to be the case, Xia Feng suddenly came to his senses, but shook his head, his eyes were pious and fanatical: "Lord Dragon God, it's not licking, it's biting. I want to suck the dragon spirit blood from your neck! In this way, I can kill you at the same time. The pain and pain in the body is absorbed even more efficiently than before!”
"No." The divine woman pursed her lips and shook her head.
"Why?"
"Xia Feng, you must understand that as my believer, you must not only be pious and loyal, but also abide by ethics and ethics." Emperor Si said in a deep voice, "I It is magnanimous to allow you to step onto the throne of God. If you lick my divine body again, it will be a crime of blasphemy. I should punish you by giving you eternal suffering.”
"Lord Dragon God, correct me again, it's a bite, not a lick."
"Huh?!"
"Okay, Lord Dragon God, if you feel that this is blasphemy to you and you want to punish me, then I am willing to do so!" I am willing to bear the crime of blaspheming the Dragon God!"
Following Xia Feng's sincere voice, Emperor Si was stunned.
Xia Feng's eyes were slightly lowered. From his perspective, he could see that the tender and exquisite collarbones were like two white jade boats, moored on the snowy ice, with golden and intoxicating divine liquid rippling on them. .
On the fair side of the neck above, there is a small wound that heals slowly, with fine golden blood secreting out, shining with an alluring light.
Xia Feng did not hesitate any longer, grabbed Miss Evil Dragon's wrist and pulled it away, then quickly lowered his head and cleaned Miss Evil Dragon's wound.
"You -" Di Si came back to her senses. She didn't expect that this crazy believer would be so bold and force him on her without her consent. She raised her eyes slightly in anger and was about to slap him away, but for some reason, his movements failed. Another pause.
Zi——
The wound stings imperceptibly, and divine blood flows out gurglingly. The pale vertical pupils of the divine woman are like a bottomless white abyss, expanding slightly laterally at this moment. Come on, the graceful, snow-white neck subconsciously raised up.
Crashing——
In the silent evil dragon space, the world tree covers the sky, and the lush branches sway with the breeze from the void, intertwining with each other to emit the spring and summer sound of the resurrection of all things. .
Under the desolate dragon carcass, above the supreme throne.
The woman in the star skirt shrunk her slender legs under the skirt, tightening the white arches of her feet into a crescent moon. Her tail tip suddenly tightened, wrapping her shiny ankles even tighter, revealing the small truncated tip of her tail. It suddenly swayed happily from side to side.
Feeling the blood flowing out slowly from her neck, Emperor Si frowned lightly and put down her raised hand. She did not stop her, she just pursed her lips and raised her head, her eyes returned to staring indifferently into the sky. The place of nothingness.
Forget it, let it be like this. She felt calm in her heart, quietly feeling Xia Feng's blasphemy.
Miss Evil Dragon's blood is a bit sweet in its tingling taste. As the divine blood nourishes the soul, the unbearable desire in Xia Feng's heart gradually disappears, but the thirst for the evil spirit fluid does not recede at all. On the contrary, It’s getting worse!
He stretched out his hand and gently put his hand on the shoulder of the divine woman, completely immersed in the sea of Eli that was so close at hand.
For absorbing the spirit liquid, this method of biting and sucking the skin directly is obviously more efficient and faster than the previous method of sucking it from the air.
As the gurgling terrifying evil spirit fluid poured into his limbs and bones, and then merged into his heart, Xia Feng felt that his soul had been sublimated, and his whole spirit became more transparent and brighter.
【Spirit +1+2+1+2+1】
【Spirit +1+2+1】
[Spirit +1+1]
[Current mental power: 130Soc]
When a fourth-level spiritual master does not rely on spiritual clothes and spiritual weapons, his mental power will fluctuate between 40 and 300Soc, and Increases as the spiritual pressure increases.
Xia Feng's real level has now been promoted to the third level, and the amount of Erling liquid he can bear at one time is much larger. Therefore, not only the repair progress of the heart has been slightly accelerated, but also the Erling's touch can be transformed The amount of spiritual power that came also increased.
Di Si also found that Xia Feng could last much longer this time than before. She frowned and lowered her head, saying softly: "Are you still okay?"
"." Xia Feng didn't have time to answer Miss Evil Dragon's question, so he just spoke vaguely, "Alright, Lord Dragon God, please hold on for a while." [Spirit +1+2+1+2+1+1+1 +2+1]
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[Current mental power: 148Soc]
Xia Feng’s whole body was shaking, and the evil spirit fluid continued. The violent impact of Stop made him a little exhausted, but he still managed to hold on and finish the last breath.
[Spirit +2]
[Current mental power: 150Soc]
"Huh——" Xia Feng finally raised his head, licked his lips with satisfaction, and then he was close to the woman on the throne. His majestic eyes met his gaze, and his heart froze.
"Is it over?" Di Si said indifferently.
"Uh, well, actually not yet!" Xia Feng quickly lowered his head again.
Emperor Si: "."
Xia Feng was full, but he didn't have his sword yet. After Yue Hongli was released from the domain, he had already fallen into a state of emptiness, unbearable hunger and thirst, and was in urgent need of huge power to regain his strength. Recharge.
After an unknown amount of time passed, Xia Feng finally charged up his sword with energy, raised his head and said seriously:
"Master Di Si, I'm fine."
Saying that, Xia Feng slowly stood up and retreated, returning to the divine level.
The woman on the throne also sat upright again, put her hands on her knees and straightened her back, staring at Xia Feng with her vertical pupils: "Okay, my believer, you should accept the punishment next."
Huh? Do you really need to be punished?
Xia Feng was shocked, but did not panic. Just punish him. In fact, he had already seen it. This Miss Evil Dragon looked majestic, but she actually had a very simple mind. It was very good at first glance. Liar. Bah, it’s easy to get along with!
So Miss Evil Dragon probably won’t really do anything to him.
Xia Feng really couldn't imagine what kind of punishment Miss Evil Dragon could punish him.
Thinking of this, Xia Feng said in shock: "Okay, I know that no matter what the reason, the behavior of sucking your neck just now is unforgivable and blasphemy! So Lord Dragon God, just punish me! I can bear it!"
"Very good." Emperor Si was very satisfied with Xia Feng's attitude of actively admitting his mistakes. She said solemnly, "Then I will punish you for three hundred years. You will not be able to bear the pain for me or absorb my evil power! "
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Xia Feng's originally excited expression suddenly froze, and his pupils dilated as he looked at the woman on the throne, so viciously!
Xia Feng decided to retract her preface. This Miss Evil Dragon’s thoughts are not simple at all! How could he come up with such a vicious method of punishment! Tai is disgusting!
Emperor Si was not surprised by Xia Feng's expression of resistance. She just looked down quietly and said, "Why, my believer, are you dissatisfied with my disciplinary decree?"
Dissatisfied? I'm more than dissatisfied! Xia Feng paused and said helplessly: "Lord Dragon God, I know I was wrong. Can I change the punishment method?"
"No." Emperor Si was selfless and refused indifferently, but the tail tip under the star skirt once again Swinging happily, she racked her brains not to undermine Xia Feng's faith, and today she finally found a reason to refuse this fanatical believer to bear the trouble for her.
Xia Feng saw that Emperor Si was so indifferent and majestic with no room for negotiation. He decided to change the topic directly and looked at the snow-white tail that restrained the ankles under the star skirt.
Shake left and right, like a puppy wagging its tail happily.
"Lord Dragon God, why does the tip of your tail keep swaying?"
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The swaying movement of the snow-white tail tip on your ankle stagnated.
(End of this chapter)