My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Mr. Ye, watch out!”

Seeing Dugu Yue suddenly making a move against Ye Guichen, Feng Wuxiu let out a roar, fiercely shaking off several corpse slaves from his body and lunging towards Ye Guichen.

However, before Feng Wuxiu could reach Ye Guichen, Feng Jiuling, who had been bleeding from his seven orifices, unexpectedly jumped up and grabbed Feng Wuxiu’s waist, dragging him to the ground.

Feng Wuxiu instinctively wanted to resist, but upon realizing it was Feng Jiuling, he hesitated and didn’t throw his punch.

But in the moment of hesitation, other corpse slaves swarmed forward, enveloping Feng Wuxiu amidst them.

Wei Lin saw the situation was bad, knowing he couldn’t be of any help staying here today.

He had little affection for Ye Guichen and had no intention of saving him, so he turned and rushed out.

The noise from the conference hall was loud, quickly attracting the attention of others.

Including Yang Di.

The whole of Wan Jian Villa was drawn, many people turning their focus.

But as Yang Di and the others arrived, they happened to see Wei Lin stumbling and running out, while Dugu Yue lunged at Ye Guichen like a monster.

”Mr. Ye?” Yang Di had no idea what was happening, but seeing Ye Guichen motionless, she panicked, and without thinking twice, she threw her sword directly.

Clang!

The sword struck Dugu Yue, but it was as if hitting steel, producing a crisp sound followed by a burst of sparks.

The sword also broke in the process.

Having been interrupted, Dugu Yue appeared annoyed, lifting his gaze to see many people standing outside, all staring at him in fright.

”Fools!” Seeing Yang Di, Dugu Yue cursed, abandoning Ye Guichen, bending slightly at the knees, and leaping towards Yang Di, intending to bite her neck.

Just then, a sharp voice rang out: ”If you dare move, I’ll kill him!”

Upon hearing this voice, the crowd instantly parted to look towards the source of it.

Not far away, Feng Chuchu had a knife held against Dugu Jifeng’s neck.

Dugu Jifeng’s lower body was a mess, bloody and mangled.

His face was deathly pale, legs trembling as Feng Chuchu held him hostage.

”Dad, didn’t you say I have iron skin and steel bones? Why am I still getting hurt, why?” Dugu Jifeng cried.

He didn’t understand why either.

He had intended to bed Feng Chuchu, using force to bring her to his room. Just as he took off his pants, a flash of cold light appeared, and his manhood was cut off by Feng Chuchu.

Dugu Jifeng was furious, wanting to ravish and then kill Feng Chuchu, but strangely, with his manhood gone, it was as though he had lost all his strength.

Even Feng Chuchu’s sword could easily harm him.

Dugu Jifeng was terrified, attempting to flee, but Feng Chuchu had no intention of letting him go, pressing the sword to his neck as she dragged him to find justice with Feng Jiuling.

Unexpectedly, upon arriving at the conference hall, she saw many people standing outside and Feng Jiuling and Dugu Yue had seemingly turned into monsters.

Feng Chuchu although was unaware of what had happened, she certainly wouldn’t sit idly by if someone dared threaten her Brother Chen, leading her to act fiercely.

Dugu Yue’s movements came to an abrupt stop; he raised his head, eyes like cat’s eyes, coldly staring at Feng Chuchu.

”Let him go!” The voice from his mouth was already hoarse, and his words sent a shiver down others’ spines.

Feng Chuchu held the sword against Dugu Jifeng, bringing him in front of Dugu Yue: ”What, what are you doing? Release the others, let my father out, hurry!”

Feng Chuchu quickly saw Feng Jiuling.

At this moment, Feng Jiuling was covered in blood, looking extremely disheveled.

He seemed to hear Feng Chuchu’s voice, lifting his head with a trace of struggle in his eyes.

”Chu Chu...” Feng Jiuling muttered, but just after uttering these words, it was as if his head was fiercely struck by something, causing immense pain.

He collapsed on the ground in agony, tears of blood flowing from his eyes.

Watching Feng Jiuling’s expression, a cruel glint flickered in Dugu Yue’s eyes, and he ordered: ”Feng Jiuling, go kill Feng Chuchu.”

What!

This statement immediately sparked an uproar.

Everyone present felt that Dugu Yue had gone mad.

Telling Feng Jiuling to kill Feng Chuchu, how could he possibly agree?

Yet before anyone could comprehend what was happening, Feng Jiuling stiffly stood up, making loud noises, and began stepping towards Feng Chuchu.

The murderous intent emanating from his body sent chills down everyone’s spine.

”Dad, what, what are you doing?” Feng Chuchu was terrified too, her voice weighted with dread.

”Kill you!” Feng Jiuling spat out two words, suddenly raising his hand.

Only then did everyone notice Feng Jiuling’s hand.

It was like a beast’s claw, the nails sharp and fine, the skin dark, giving an inexplicable sense of fear.

”Dad, what, what happened? Are you okay?” Watching Feng Jiuling step forward, Feng Chuchu constantly retreated: ”Don’t scare me, Dad, please don’t scare me.”

However, Feng Jiuling did not respond.

His mouth only kept uttering two words: kill you, kill you.

Everyone witnessing this felt something was amiss.

Yang Di suddenly awakened as if from a dream.

”Chu Chu, the master has lost his sanity.” Yang Di shouted, standing in front of Feng Chuchu: ”Everyone listen, Dugu Yue is no longer our Second Master. He must have been bewitched by demons, even the master has been bewitched. Everyone quickly protect the young lady and leave at once.”

At Wan Jian Villa, people were at a loss.

After hearing Yang Di’s words, they woke as if from a dream.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Many had already drawn their swords and stood in front of Feng Chuchu, hoping she would leave.

But how could Feng Chuchu leave?

Tears rolled down like broken strings of pearls, especially after seeing Feng Jiuling’s appearance, leaving her completely lost, ”Father, what on earth is wrong with you, don’t scare me, okay?”

But there was no response.

Dugu Jifeng was also dumbfounded.

He didn’t expect things to develop to this point.

However, recalling Dugu Yue’s previous words, Dugu Jifeng felt a mysterious surge of power within him: ”Feng Chuchu, Wan Jian Villa will belong to our Dugu Family from now on, come with me obediently, and I won’t harm you.”

Feng Chuchu completely ignored Dugu Jifeng, focusing solely on Feng Jiuling.

As Feng Jiuling approached, the people from Wan Jian Villa hesitated.

After all, Feng Jiuling was still their master.

If they acted now, it seemed a bit inappropriate.

At this moment, it was Yang Di who regained complete composure.

”What are you waiting for, the master has already lost consciousness, don’t hesitate, act now!”

”Heh heh!” Following a strange noise from Feng Jiuling’s mouth, he suddenly raised his hand.

That sharp claw was like a sword, slicing the throats of the three men standing in front.

The three didn’t even have time to resist, their pupils contracted as they instinctively grasped their throats tightly.

But it was useless.

Blood gushed out crazily.

In moments, the three fell to the ground, twitched twice, and lost all signs of life.

This scene terrified everyone at Wan Jian Villa to the core.

”Attack!”

They all knew that if they did not act, Feng Jiuling would not spare them.

Someone shouted, raising a sword, and charged forward.

Dozens followed suit, swords drawn, charging ahead.

However, despite their numbers, not one could leave a mark on Feng Jiuling.

Even when someone managed to wound Feng Jiuling, his recovery was terrifyingly quick, healing in the blink of an eye.

Conversely, among the people of Wan Jian Villa, dozens of bodies had already fallen.

The situation rapidly deteriorated.

Yang Di took the opportunity to approach Feng Chuchu in haste: ”Chu Chu, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and go!”

”Go? Senior Sister Yang, how can I leave? My father is still here, Brother Chen is sitting there motionless, the two most important people in my life are here, how can I leave?” Feng Chuchu, who grew up sheltered, had never seen such bloodshed.

This was also why, after her life-and-death experience at the Spirit Beast Sect, she couldn’t forget Ye Guichen.

Perhaps, she’ll never forget.

However, that time, all Feng Chuchu faced were enemies, with the ever-present fear of death, at least she could still fight back.

But now?

Her most beloved father wanted to kill her, and also killed many friends at Wan Jian Villa, those she lived alongside daily.

Those people died in front of her, trying to protect her.

And her beloved Brother Chen, she didn’t know what was wrong with him, sitting there unmoving.

Overwhelmed by despair, Feng Chuchu felt as if nothing else seemed bearable.

She even had the impression that dying would be a relief, a release from this torment.

”Chu Chu, this is not the time to be reckless, hurry and leave!” Seeing he couldn’t convince Feng Chuchu, Yang Di shouted: ”Quick, take Chu Chu away.”

Two more people from Wan Jian Villa came forward to drag Feng Chuchu, but she pointed her sword at them: ”None of you touch me. Today, I am not leaving.”

As Feng Chuchu moved her sword aside, Dugu Jifeng took a breath and stumbled towards Dugu Yue.

”Father, save me, save me!”

But, the people from Wan Jian Villa were already seeing red.

On hearing Dugu Jifeng’s voice, someone swung a sword directly into Dugu Jifeng’s heart.

With skin and flesh torn, Dugu Jifeng’s momentum came to a sudden halt.

”Father, save me...” Dugu Jifeng’s body began to crumple as he reached out to Dugu Yue.

Dugu Yue’s eyes were full of bloodthirsty rage, suddenly appearing behind the man who killed Dugu Jifeng, he pressed his large hand on the man’s head, and with a slight squeeze, crushed it.

Then, Dugu Yue picked up Dugu Jifeng: ”Feng’er, how are you doing, are you okay?”

He truly couldn’t understand, why after biting Dugu Jifeng, whose body clearly grew stronger, how Feng Chuchu still managed to subdue him?