I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Perhaps it was a matter of size.

Compared to Miss Mu, the woman in his arms was slightly larger.

He couldn't quite get a full grasp with one hand.

Xia Feng had never noticed before, but beneath the sacred attire lay grandeur and vastness.

Perhaps this was the broad-mindedness befitting a deity.

It truly startled him.

However, for some reason, Xia Feng also felt a chill.

As if a harsh winter had abruptly set in, his heart pounded wildly.

Evil Dragon Miss's slender shoulders, which had been shivering slightly, suddenly relaxed.

Just as Xia Feng was about to say something, Disi's commanding and indifferent voice made his heart tense up directly, "My believer, your Chuyang has dissipated, you are now impure."

Xia Feng's breath hitched. How could this be? Evil Dragon Miss could tell?!

This was the end...

Disi lay on her side motionlessly, her slitted eyes opening with indifference, "Xia Feng, your body and soul belong to me, but now, you are no longer a qualified Dragon God believer."

"So leave, leave this place, and in the future..."

"...in the future, don't come back again," Disi said in a low voice, furrowing her brows, feeling a sharp pain in her heart.

But the next moment, she felt the man behind her hold her tighter, fully pressing against her body, unwilling to let her go.

She frowned and pursed her lips, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Of course, I'm not leaving."

"This is my command!"

"Oh."

"...I command you to leave! Do not enter the Sealed Land again! After all these years, I've grown accustomed, your absence as a believer makes no difference."

"Mm-hmm, Dragon God, I understand, you don't need believers, but your most loyal believer needs you."

Xia Feng completely shed any semblance of dignity, clinging tightly to the star-gowned woman's waist, lamenting with a woeful sigh, "Dragon God, can you truly bear to cast me out of the Sealed Land, to never find a haven in face of life and death peril, or to be victimized again by the Evil Witch, tormented and drained night and day?"

Disi: "..."

"Your body is full of the Evil Witch's foul aura, is it all because she forced you?"

"Not exactly, after she forced me— I also took the initiative a few times," Xia Feng said frankly.

"...."

"You leave!"

"Dragon God, I understand, I am sinful, but as your most loyal believer, I will never leave you!" Xia Feng clutched the curvaceous body in his arms, refusing to let go, his shamelessness sunk to new depths as he spoke with righteous indignation.

"..."

Disi's breathing quickened, she tilted her head back, feeling the restless movements of the believer behind her, who even dared to violate her Divine Body again.

She bit her lip, this believer... was getting bolder by the moment!

A bad believer!

The star gown unfurled golden ripples, and Xia Feng was suddenly forcefully ejected from the Divine Throne, landing gently on the ground.

The tall woman slowly sat up, as the wrinkled fabric of her dress quietly smoothed out. She crossed her legs and maintained a proper seated posture atop the Divine Throne, her divine gaze looking downward.

Xia Feng, upon seeing this, pursed his lips and knelt on one knee, lowering his head, "Dragon God, you've awakened."

However, after he spoke these words, the atmosphere became quiet and eerily strange, with Evil Dragon Miss not speaking for a long while.

Xia Feng calmed the unease in his heart and looked up, puzzled.

The woman on the Divine Throne looked down in silence, the Dark Gold Cross Order Sword adorning her brow, bestowing her enchanting face with supreme dignity, her indifferent vertical pupils seemed to burn with sacred White Flames, splitting the center into a holy white Netherworld Canyon, vast and desolate.

That look in her eyes... It seemed that Evil Dragon Miss was truly angry this time, the kind that couldn't be pleased.

Xia Feng had a headache.

"My believer, you have become unclean, do you know your sin?"

The woman's brow, adorned with the Dark Gold Cross Order Sword, and her pale, cold vertical eyes gave her an unapproachable sacred dignity. She lightly lifted her smooth chin and questioned in a subdued voice.

Xia Feng blinked without changing his expression and bowed respectfully, "Dragon God, what I wanted to say is, my relationship with the Witch was purely physical; though my body has been tainted, my soul remains pure! And still loyal only to you."

"...Prevarication!"

Xia Feng continued earnestly, "Dragon God, just like between you and me, you've forcefully kissed me several times, which obviously was not to deliberately invade me, your believer, but to help me remove the evil mark of the Witch. My relationship with you is a pure Divine Disciple one, neither you nor I would have any dirty thoughts."

Disi: "...!"

"Similarly, my relationship with the Witch is the same, I just wanted to thoroughly defeat her on a physical level, to humiliate her! And there's no dirty thought involved in that either...."

"So, Dragon God, do you think I'm right?"

"You—!" Disi opened her mouth, displeased, "Prevarication!"

"Dragon God, am I not right? Could it be that you have dirty thoughts towards your only believer, and have repeatedly used excuses to invade me?"

Listening to the believer's every word, Disi took a deep breath and pointed a finger, "Leave."

"..." Don't always just tell people to leave, seeing that she wasn't listening to the prevarication, Xia Feng helplessly lowered his head, "Alright, Dragon God, I confess my guilt, it's enormous and evil, whatever punishment you wish to inflict on me, I will accept!"

"Punishment?" Disi looked down from her high position, lifting her shapely long legs covered by her starry dress, her foot pressing onto Xia Feng's chest, "Is there any use in punishing you, a dirty believer?"

"So unclean that no matter what means are used, it can no longer be remedied." Xia Feng listened to the woman's indifferent voice, feeling the long leg pressing on his heart, moving from the delicate calf up the fair thigh, curves beautiful and alluring, her toes slowly crawling up his chest.

Xia Feng's dark pupils looked up, directly meeting the woman's indifferent vertical pupils as her crystal pomegranate-like toes gently hooked his jaw upward.

He instinctively wanted to grab her arch, but he restrained himself, holding his head high, his exposed Adam's apple throbbing.

To tell the truth, when Evil Dragon Miss was serious, she was still quite frightening, making Xia Feng involuntarily recall when Evil Dragon Miss had just awakened, like an Empress supreme, with the power of life and death at the thought, unapproachably cold and detached.

That indifferent and emotionless pale vertical pupil sent shivers down Xia Feng's neck and made his heart race.

Disi looked down at her believer's somewhat frail face; the light of his soul was dimmer than before, not obvious, but it was clearly the result of excessive consorting with the Witch.

A person's soul consists of Spiritual Particle, Spiritual Base, and Spiritual Quality, with the so-called Yin Yang Qi stored in the deepest layer of the Spiritual Quality.

The color of the believer's Spiritual Quality used to be pure white, representing righteous yang energy, but now, the pure white had been greatly spoiled by the pitch-black and cold contamination, all of which was the filthy aura of the Witch!

What a dirty believer.

Disi's vertical pupils gleamed with a dangerous coldness, eerily narrowing.

In between lifts of Xia Feng's head, his dark pupils similarly contracted sharply, because the dragon tail under the woman's starry dress had slithered out without him noticing.

It coiled around his calves like a cool and soft great snake, instantly binding the roots of his legs!

Tightening!

He couldn't help but collapse, his knees hitting the ground.

Only a small part of the pale dragon tail was left, its soft tip curling up, hovering in front of his waist, flicking back and forth....