My Silly, Sweet Wife

Ye Guichen naturally wouldn’t really leave.

He quietly tailed a lone living dead, and while the thing wasn’t paying attention, twisted its head clean off.

Then he quickly smeared the body fluids from the corpse all over himself, making himself look no different from a living dead.

He didn’t know if this would really fool them, but right now Ye Guichen had no other choice.

After disguising himself, Ye Guichen slipped into a squad of living dead and easily reached the mouth of the cave.

As soon as he got to the cave entrance, Ye Guichen glanced inside, and couldn’t help feeling a bit shaken.

The cave was huge, like some indoor stadium; it could probably hold tens of thousands of people without any problem.

And many living dead were still digging at the cave walls with their bare hands, constantly expanding it.

Blending in among the living dead, Ye Guichen quickly entered the cave and saw the women being carried deeper inside.

Most of these living dead had no consciousness, and because Ye Guichen’s disguise was good, he wasn’t exposed for the moment.

Once he reached the inner part of the cave, Ye Guichen saw a large bed.

The bed was built from thick tree trunks, and four or five naked women lay on it.

Their hands and feet were bound, terror written all over their faces.

Beside the big bed, a man was staring at those women, drooling, a wine cup in his hand. The cup was filled with fresh blood, and he was savoring it like red wine.

Ye Guichen recognized him at a glance as Zuo Lengqiu, the man who’d gone missing before.

So it really was tied to this bastard.

Ye Guichen edged closer without changing his expression.

But before he could get near, a living dead suddenly stepped in front of Ye Guichen, its hollow eyes fixed on him, as if trying to tell whether he was one of them.

Ye Guichen instantly tensed to the extreme.

Seeing how oddly normal this one was, and sensing it had already noticed something off, Ye Guichen could no longer hesitate. He swung the Immortal Slayer Sword and took its head off in a single stroke.

Then, his feet moved and he flashed right up to Zuo Lengqiu.

Zuo Lengqiu hadn’t expected anyone to suddenly appear here. He froze for a moment, then realized a cold sword was pressed against his neck.

”Who are you?” Zuo Lengqiu glanced at Ye Guichen from the corner of his eye, his voice already trembling.

He wasn’t like the other living dead; not only did he have his own consciousness, he still had his senses.

So his fondness for women had never changed.

He really enjoyed this feeling, even thought it was more comfortable than being a commander.

”Zuo Lengqiu, my name is Ye Guichen.” Ye Guichen spoke coldly. ”Talk. These living dead, were they made by you?”

”Ye Guichen?” Zuo Lengqiu slowly turned his head toward Ye Guichen, then let out a cold laugh. ”So it’s you, kid. I admit you’re pretty impressive, but let me give you a piece of advice—don’t be so stubborn. Heh, and stop struggling pointlessly. Only by following the Holy Envoy can you reach the peak of your life.”

”Holy Envoy?” It was Ye Guichen’s first time hearing the term. ”What’s a Holy Envoy?”

Admiration immediately flashed in Zuo Lengqiu’s eyes. ”An invincible existence. Look at me—by rights I was already a dead man, but now? With the Holy Envoy’s help, not only has my cultivation soared, even my life has been sublimated. Haha, I might not be immortal, but living a few hundred years is absolutely no problem. Kid, we don’t have any great blood feud; there’s no need to go this far. Let me go today, and the next time I see the Holy Envoy, I’ll recommend you. That’d be much better than being the Son of Nether Emperor, wouldn’t it?”

Ye Guichen frowned. ”So you’re saying there’s someone even higher behind you?”

”Haha, telling you won’t hurt a thing. Back then, the reason King Qin led the Seven Kings to start the Netherworld Emperor rebellion was because the Holy Envoy was fanning the flames from behind. In the Holy Envoy’s eyes, we’re all just playthings, ants. Over twenty years ago, the Holy Envoy played once, and the Seven Kings’ domains were drenched in blood. Now, the Holy Envoy wants to play again, so these living dead exist.”

As he spoke, Zuo Lengqiu slowly turned his head, looking at Ye Guichen without the slightest fear. ”Do you get it now? In the Holy Envoy’s eyes you’re just an ant. The only reason you’re still alive is because the Holy Envoy allows it. So stop your pointless struggle.”

At this point, there was even a trace of mockery in Zuo Lengqiu’s gaze. He pointed at the living dead. ”Kid, you’ve seen it yourself—everyone here is mine. This is my domain. I’ve already become the Holy Envoy’s slave. If you dare kill me, the Holy Envoy will never let you off. So I advise you to put that sword down.”

In his mind, Ye Guichen definitely wouldn’t dare make a move.

As Zuo Lengqiu’s voice fell, the surrounding living dead began to close in on Ye Guichen.

In this situation, even if Ye Guichen had three heads and six arms, he’d never escape.

Ye Guichen hadn’t expected a Holy Envoy to be involved in the shadows. He pressed with a few more questions, but found Zuo Lengqiu only half-understood things himself.

Even so, there was no way this man could be allowed to live.

Ye Guichen gave a cold laugh. ”Don’t dare kill you? Heh, fine, I’d like to see exactly how your Holy Envoy avenges you.”

Without the slightest hesitation, he swung once and chopped off Zuo Lengqiu’s head.

The next second, all the living dead howled, as if they’d been violently stimulated.

Ye Guichen could clearly feel their souls disintegrating.

In less than no time, all the living dead actually dropped dead.

Ye Guichen had thought there’d be a vicious battle, but now it seemed all these living dead were equivalent to Zuo Lengqiu’s offspring. Once Zuo Lengqiu died, their souls scattered and no longer stayed in their bodies.

After all the living dead had collapsed, Ye Guichen found a few pieces of clothing, untied the ropes on the women, and urged them to leave as fast as they could.

The women, having survived disaster, thanked Ye Guichen profusely, then fled one after another.

Ye Guichen walked around the whole cave and, finding nothing else, was about to leave when he noticed a slender woman hadn’t gone.

She was wearing loose clothes and staring at Ye Guichen, trembling.

”What is it, why are you still here?” Ye Guichen asked, puzzled.

The woman still seemed terrified. At his words, tears wouldn’t stop pouring down her face. ”Sir, my… my family is all dead. I have nowhere to go. Even if I go back, I’ll be all alone. Could you let me stay by your side… to serve you?”

Ye Guichen asked, ”Where do you live?”

”I used to live in a village not far from Xihu City, but everyone there was eaten. Only I survived. I originally thought I’d surely die too, but I didn’t expect to be… to be… uuu… If it weren’t for you, sir, I’d probably already be dead. Sir, you’re my lifesaver. For the rest of my life, even if I have to be a beast of burden, I’ll repay your kindness.”

The woman cried like a pear blossom in the rain.

Seeing how pitiful she was, Ye Guichen agreed. ”What’s your name?”

”My name is Huashan, Leng Huashan.”