Chapter 518 518. Zhiya
Jiang Qiu'e quickly sensed the main body.
Outside the castle, her body was indeed still standing on the same spot, a full hundred meters away from the high gate of the castle, not close to her original position.
But the next moment, the scene of snowflakes floating on the sky and earth was like a phantom, suddenly changing. The high gate of the castle that was originally a hundred meters in front of her body actually appeared a hundred meters behind her.
Her body stood in the middle of the square inside the castle, with countless formations lighting up in all directions.
Jiang Qiu'e's empty eyes suddenly shrank, and she was surprised and confused, how could this be possible?
I don’t know when the scope of the snow castle expanded to a full two hundred square meters, and an illusion field was also formed. On the surface, the scope of the original castle remained unchanged.
This also caused her to think that she was outside the castle when she teleported here just now, and she didn't see any clues at all.
To do this requires a huge amount of mental energy.
Even if the holy magic field of the moon can provide a large amount of spiritual power to the snow castle, it will only be at the Venerable level at most. It is impossible to expand the snow castle to a full two hundred square meters while also performing such a function. He easily deceived her with fake illusions.
This requires at least a sage-level mental power.
This is probably the ability of Q-faced people.
It is really not simple.
Thinking of this, Jiang Qiu'e realized that she had become more and more lazy recently and relaxed her vigilance, which led to her being plotted and stumbled like this.
But it’s not a desperate situation yet! When Jiang Qiu'e's beautiful eyes were raised, the figure in the green skirt had dispersed like butterfly flowers and appeared in the living room on the second floor, becoming one with the clone.
Xia Feng's whole body fell into a state of weakness again, and his mouth was dry.
This is the second ability of the queen bee's curse, honey addiction. As long as Jiang Qiu'e is near him and has a thought, he can restrict his movements, and he will also have a strong desire for honey.
At the same time, strange blue-gold lines appeared on the back of his neck, wrists, and ankles, quickly surrounding his body like a chain, and the soles of his shoes floated off the ground.
The delicate little face of the woman in the green skirt had no expression, and she stared calmly at the two women in front of and behind the sofa.
"You two, if you want to save him, angering me is not a good choice."
"Jiang Qiu'e, do you think it's possible? It's not a good choice for you to offend us."
Hearing Xia Feng's sarcastic words, she glanced sideways and stretched out her thin fingers to hook his jaw. Standing up, her ethereal beautiful eyes are like a fairy lake, quiet and cold, high above,
"Xia Feng, you should also understand that there will be no good consequences for going against me."
"So think about it. Be clear, do you really want to leave me? "
Xia Feng is now poisoned by bee venom, and living without her honey will be very painful, so she knows that Xia Feng can't leave her no matter what.
Xia Feng felt like laughing when he saw that this woman was so arrogant even though she was in deep trouble. An idea came to his mind.
Jiang Qiu'e was about to say something else, but found that her body could not move. A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she raised her thin eyebrows and looked at Xia Feng.
“How did you do it?”
But just after asking, she realized that it was the dragon blood in her body that had become one with her!
Xia Feng is using dragon blood as a matchmaker to control her!
No wonder when she proposed to suck blood before, this guy agreed without much resistance!
"Stupid fox, it seems you are not careful enough."
The boy's chains fell apart, and an arrogant smile appeared on his face again. Jiang Qiu'e narrowed her beautiful eyes lightly, and thought, He was ready to activate his mental power to counter Xia Feng's operation.
But the next moment, the nun sitting silently in the distance raised her eyelids, and that shocking spiritual power, like a glance from a supreme god, rushed straight into her mind, and Jiang Qiu'e's cold eyes suddenly shrank.
She was once a Kyuubi. Although she is now much weaker than before, her mental strength is still far beyond her current level.
But when facing the Q-faced man, he was still crushed by that startling glance. Jiang Qiu'e's face turned pale. She could no longer resist Xia Feng's blood spirit control. She tried to lift her right hand reaching for Xia Feng's neck but failed to pull it down. She suddenly lost all strength and fell onto the cold tiles.
The black-haired boy looked down at her condescendingly, patted her cheek with his small hand, and chuckled, "Vulnerable."
"!!"
In fact, Jiang Qiu'e is still a little confused now. Did he lose so easily?
She was originally prepared to fight with the many formations in the snow fort and escape after being seriously injured, but she didn't expect that she was simply controlled by Xia Feng in just a blink of an eye, especially since she was Q'ed before she could even use any of her trump cards. The masked man's sudden mental attack crushed him.
Any hidden trump card is in vain.
“I didn’t expect you to fall into my hands, Saint Qiu’e.”
The woman’s gentle whisper sounded, Jiang Qiu’e raised his eyes, and saw the woman in the snow skirt. When he came closer, he bent down slightly and raised her delicate chin with his thin hands. His beautiful eyes with a slight smile looked up and down her face for a moment, then looked back at the nun, wondering, "What, how should I deal with her?"
The hooded nun turned her face towards Xia Feng.
Xia Feng understood that this meant letting him make a decision, nodded, and looked thoughtfully at Cha Naixue beside him, "You seem to have a grudge against her too?"
Cha Naixue stared at the person in front of her. The black-haired boy who didn't reach his chest was a little dazed for a moment.
Xia Feng had already taken off the fox mask at this time, revealing his original appearance.
This young and cute face was exactly the same as in her vague memory, but at this time his eyes were cold and staring at her calmly.
Cha Naixue pursed her lips and said softly: "Well, I once robbed her of a treasure, and she once severely injured me, so the relationship was not friendly. In other words, the Black Moon Holy See The relationship between the three saints is not very good.”
"Okay, then you do it."
Xia Feng handed over a ruler, "Span her ass until she is willing to lift the queen bee curse on me."
Tea Nai Xue took the ruler in surprise and frowned: "Jiang Qiu'e is not someone who gives in easily."
"Then I don't care." Xia Feng showed a dangerous smile, "If she doesn't give in, she will have to whip you. "
".!" Chana Xue smiled softly and gritted her teeth secretly. This guy really didn't miss his old friendship at all. After all, he was his childhood sweetheart!
Unhappy in her heart, Chanaxue lowered her eyes and looked at the saint in green skirt with beautiful purple eyes as she fell in front of her.
Jiang Qiu'e suddenly felt a chill, and her legs subconsciously tightened under her skirt. She frowned coldly and said softly: "Xia Feng, are you sure you want to fight me to the death?"
Xia Feng picked He raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in green skirt who still maintained the calm appearance of a fairy even though she was in danger, and smiled,
"So what?"
Jiang Qiu'e's face was calm, and her eyes flashed. flash.
A light blue cylindrical wood carving flew out of his green sleeves, with the word 'Xia Feng' engraved on the wood carving.
The wood carving is suspended in mid-air.
Jiang Qiu'e's ethereal beautiful eyes showed no emotion at all, and she said softly: "The relic of the gods, the maternal branch, can make the subject have a crazy desire for a specific motherhood. Xia Feng, do you want to try it?"
Xia Feng was surprised to find that the 'ginger' mark on the side of his neck lit up with green light, making a connection with the wood carving.
(End of this chapter)