663. Mr. Xia, you are not perfect enough

Xia Feng did not know what his body cells were afraid of, but he knew he had to run!

Without hesitation, he fled into the Holy Knight Space, turning to escape towards the surface.

But he had just instantly teleported in front of the barrier of the safe house.

The wall of the house strangely wriggled, splitting open with a slender golden line like a vertical slit, suddenly opening wide!

It was a palm-sized eye, with deep purple spiral lines rippling like water, shrinking layer by layer from the eye socket to the pupil, finally converging into a smoky purple swastika pattern, slowly rotating clockwise.

"Boom---!"

Xia Feng crashed straight into the wall and was blown back by a tremendous rebound force.

"Damn it." Xia Feng was startled, this safe house seemed to... possess a life aura?

He sharply turned to look at the ground.

The woman in the black dress, in high heels, was strolling gracefully through a sea of blooming gardenias, her steps elegant, and her golden eyes detached.