Chapter 417 417. Woman in Star Skirt and Skull
Mu Qingtong raised her golden eyes lightly.
Between Naraku.
Indeed, we can use Chana Yuki’s spiritual weapon to see indirectly. If we can see Mr. Xia in the future, it naturally means that Mr. Xia will be resurrected.
Seeing that the woman in the black dress finally showed interest in looking at her, Chanaxue leaned back on the sofa and said softly, "Mu Qingtong, we can have a good chat now."
If it weren't for Mu Qingtong's relationship with the Tao Organization, it would have been impossible for Chanaxue to have a nice conversation with the daughter of a little nobleman here.
After all, although Mu Qingtong was registered in the Holy Ministry as a first-level spiritual master, she clearly knew that Mu Qingtong had acquired second-level strength with the help of the Tao Organization.
Mu Qingtong hid his strength from the outside world.
But that’s it.
A mere second-level spiritual master, if she had the intention to kidnap and torture her to extract a confession, this daughter of a small noble would not be able to bear it.
"Buzz——"
But at this moment, the formation outlined with black and white lines suddenly unfolded under the sofa, and countless black and white lines were like snake-shaped living creatures rising into the air.
Cha Naixue's pretty little face was slightly stiff. Before she could react, these black and white lines had already wrapped around her body. The tight lines perfectly outlined the curves of her graceful body, making her snow skirt sunken.
Cha Nayuki discovered that this building was actually a relic of the gods!
Entering the Bronze Building required her to declare her spiritual pressure, and she was quickly restrained by a lock.
It has to be said that Chanaxue found that not only did her calculations on Xia Feng always make mistakes, but her calculations on Mu Qingtong would also occasionally make mistakes.
This woman Mu Qingtong actually dared to attack her so unscrupulously, not afraid of her identity as the Black Moon Saint.
The woman in the snow skirt squirmed on the sofa in a humiliating manner, but her purple eyes remained calm. She looked up and said coldly, "Mu Qingtong, are you crazy?"
Black skirt The woman closed the book on her lap, stood up and walked slowly to the sofa.
Cha Naixue finally sat up. The woman in the black dress clamped her delicate chin with her thin hands. Under her gradually sullen purple eyes, the woman's golden eyes were condescending and said softly: "Cha Naixue, in the summer Before Sir, you need a new master.”
Chanaxue was stunned: "?"
——New, new owner? !
"Use the slave contract and accept me as your master. I will give you thirty seconds to think about it," Mu Qingtong said warmly, as if talking about everyday things, "otherwise, I will have to let you die."
Cha Naixue's purple pupils shrank slightly: "?!"
She could feel that this woman was serious!
Chana Xue was completely convinced, gritted her teeth and said with a cold face, "Give me a reason."
"You know too many secrets of Mr. Xia." Mu Qingtong said concisely, before Mr. Eliminate all hidden dangers, such as this uncontrollable Black Moon Saint.
“You mean I will betray you?” Chanaksu was in disbelief.
"Of course."
Chanaixue's eyelids jumped in anger, she took a deep breath and stared coldly at the woman in the black dress, "If I could betray, would I come to you? ! ”
"Because you foolishly think that I am not too dangerous to you."
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"You still have five seconds to think about it."
Mu Qingtong clamped her delicate jaw of the woman in the snow skirt, glanced at the clock casually, and started counting down.
"!!!" The chill of death came, and Cha Naixue's beautiful purple eyes flashed with anger and annoyance. This daughter of a little nobleman really didn't know what to say!
In fact, Chana Yuki actually had a trump card to resist, but on second thought.
She decided to try her luck again! First, she must succumb to this woman. One day in the future, she will not only stand up and become Xia Feng's master, but also severely humiliate this surnamed Mu.
Yes, she decided to continue being a slave girl! After all, she has become the slave girl of her childhood sweetheart, so it is not unacceptable to become the slave girl of her childhood sweetheart's fiancée.
After all, sooner or later, she will be able to stand up and become the master one day
"2——1——It seems that you disagree." The woman's warm voice fell, and Chanaixue's face became stiff. , expressionless, "I agree!"
The slave-keeping contract comes into effect again.
Countless red runes floated all over the body of the woman in the snow skirt, like thousands of birds returning to their nests. They all converged on her waist, forming a dark red mark of heart wings on the graceful lower back, which disappeared quietly.
Cha Nayuki felt the mark on the back of her waist, and her expression was not pretty.
But that’s all, fortunately it wasn’t planted on her belly. Xia Feng’s mark was planted on her belly, which was very wrong.
Patting the top of Cha Naixue's somewhat messy hair, Mu Qingtong sat elegantly on the sofa again, her long legs under the black skirt gently crossing each other, and gently said softly: "Okay, let's start your prophecy."
Mu Qingtong's actions were extremely insulting. Chanaixue secretly clenched her fists, and after recording every humiliation the other party had brought to her, she took a deep breath, and her pupils suddenly bulged.
The lavender pupils collapsed into countless purple auras filling her eye sockets, just like after the Big Bang, countless stars quickly gathered and flowed in the two eye sockets, and her whole temperament became ethereal and possessive. divinity.
The more important the predicted future is, the more faith points are needed. She has accumulated a lot of faith points now, which should be enough to see the picture she wants.
At the same time, a picture came into her mind——
The world is like an oil painting. The picture is completely dark, with only a stardust-like bright light shining in the center. If you look closely, you can see that it is a woman in a star skirt outlined by oil paint. The woman is holding a mutilated skull in her hand. The golden light overflowed under the slightly closed eyes.
Those rays of light were like sharp swords, piercing Chana Xue's eyes.
“Pfft——” Blood spilled from the corners of her lips and her body went limp.
Countless stars re-condensed into purple pupils. Chanaxue raised her beautiful eyes, her right eye returned to normal, and a scarlet blood line slid down her cheek.
Mu Qingtong frowned: "What?"
Chana Yuki's face turned pale and she quickly drew what she saw.
Mu Qingtong stared at the painting intently, staring at the skull in the arms of the woman in the star skirt, and became increasingly confused.
The woman in the star skirt is basically the so-called Dragon God.
But what does this picture mean? It didn't seem to indicate that Mr. Xia would be resurrected. Instead, it seemed that the Dragon God would come to her to snatch Mr. Xia's head from her hands?
"How about it? What does this mean?" Chanaxue asked anxiously.
She could feel that Xia Feng and many things related to Xia Feng were too high-ranking. This oil painting with unknown meaning was already the limit of prediction she could see.
Mu Qingtong put away the oil painting, stood up and said: "Okay, you can go."
Cha Naixue: "???"
"Mu Qingtong, don't go too far." Chanaxue frowned, "I have the right to know the truth-"
Her unhappy words were paused, because the faint electric current began to spread under her waist and hips, and she exerted force. Crossing her legs, she glared at the woman in the black skirt with slight annoyance, turned around and left quickly.
Coming with a lot of doubts, and going back with a lot of doubts and shame, Chanaxue felt that she and Mu Qingtong were naturally at odds with each other.
It seems that nothing good has happened since she introduced Xiaofeng to Mu Qingtong as her fiancé.
After Cha Naixue left, the woman in black skirt stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, overlooking all the living beings under the clouds.
The lights are on and the night is fading.
At the same time, no one knows whether it is the real world or the evil world. In a mysterious place called 'Og River', there is a fetal-like light group that has completed its cultivation and is about to be destroyed. cocoon.
(End of this chapter)