The Madness of Fingertips

After Xia Feng transmigrated, his heart was mysteriously removed.
In its place, a defective demon heart capable of sustaining life only for eighteen years was implanted. 
This is a magical heart that can sync with the power level of its target.
To stay alive, he bound himself to the ultimate villain of the future, a Destructive Witch who was destined to destroy the world.
The stronger the Destructive Witch becomes, the stronger he becomes!
Thus, Xia Feng realized, it's not my fault for stirring up trouble: "Miss Witch, I admit you're strong, but not strong enough!"

I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Xia Feng could only move his head, his body was completely immobilized.


The Black Moon Goddess was right before his eyes, less than ten centimeters away, yet all he could do was gaze helplessly, unable to touch her even slightly.


It was terribly frustrating for Xia Feng as he stared at the divine body of the goddess so close by, previously only sensing a massive quantity of Holy Liquid due to the distance.


Now up close, he could actually feel it; there was at least 1000 milliliters of Holy Liquid covering her skin! As for what was inside, it was unobservable, but definitely much more, an immeasurable amount.


Although he only needed 5 milliliters of Holy Liquid now, who would mind grabbing a bit more?


Of course, the prerequisite was finding a way to get it... Xia Feng frowned deeply as he lifted his gaze to the goddess's face, as beautiful as an ancient Greek deity in charge of beauty, her divine face exquisitely flawless.


192. Blasphemy