My Silly, Sweet Wife

King Qi was now already at the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, why would he care about others’ thoughts?

He saw the angry expressions of the onlookers, seemingly wanting to make a move against him, but he darkened his face, ”Haha, well then, if you wish to die, let me fulfill that wish!”

”All Qi soldiers, heed my command, kill!” King Qi did not have the slightest intention of concealing anything.

Now he considered himself the Netherworld Emperor.

Everyone within the Seven Kings realm must be under his control; the feeling of holding the power of life and death is so exhilarating.

Especially when even King Qin has compromised, what does he have to fear?

A mere Son of the Nether Emperor, even if he could kill Yan Fang, in front of him, is still just an ant.

With King Qi’s order, the Qi soldiers quickly surrounded them, ready to make a move.

Everyone was tense, cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

They didn’t expect King Qi would really dare to defy the great taboo of the world, totally disregarding their thoughts.

”Haha, what’s wrong? Afraid? It’s useless, today you all must die! From today on, I am the Netherworld Emperor! Kill them all, leave no one alive!”

Even though the Qi soldiers felt King Qi was a bit too excessive, the command of King Qi must be obeyed.

At this time, Ye Guichen stood out.

Taking advantage of others not noticing, he performed the divine moving art, in the blink of an eye rushing in front of King Qi.

Nolan Qingqing was already crying like a pear blossom bathed in rain, blood rolling down her cheeks.

Without her appearance, Nolan Qingqing was already resolved to die.

But suddenly, he felt a flicker before his eyes, and his body became light.

”Courting death!” King Qi also perceived the anomaly, his face darkening as he prepared to act.

Ye Guichen wouldn’t engage him.

Although King Qi’s cultivation was formidable, Ye Guichen refined the divine moving art to the Great Perfection Realm, not slower than King Qi.

After grabbing Nolan Qingqing, he quickly retreated, handing her to Mu Yang: ”Quick, take him away from here!”

Mu Yang was totally surprised by Ye Guichen’s speed and only reacted after a moment: ”What are you going to do?”

”Less nonsense, today either he dies or I perish!” Ye Guichen’s face was gloomy.

He already resolved that King Qi must be killed.

Using others to threaten him, this King Qi will only face a dead end.

”But you’re not his match!” Mu Yang shouted anxiously.

Ye Guichen disdained to listen to his nonsense: ”Hurry up and leave, I have no time to take care of you. Xuanyuan Canghai, you also leave quickly, stop being a hindrance here!”

Ye Guichen directly blocked in front of the onlookers, his voice booming, like a great bell: ”King Qi has deep connections with those living dead, now that his conspiracy is exposed, he even wants to silence us! All of Qi’s soldiers, I am the Son of Nether Emperor and have no ties to the living dead; if you dare to kill me today, you will be sinners! Moreover, King Qi’s actions don’t regard you as humans, and before long, he will deal with you like the others, killing you!”

All of Qi’s soldiers were stunned.

Now it seemed the living dead truly had connections with King Qi.

Just as they were puzzled, King Qin spoke: ”That’s right, Qi Yinglong has joined forces with Holy Temple of Netherworld Mountain, wanting to sacrifice a million souls within Seven Kings realm to release the demons of Netherworld Mountain; if you assist King Qi today, you’re aiding the wicked, even in death, you’ll find no peace!”

Boom!

As these words were spoken, they immediately caused an uproar.

To sacrifice a million souls within Seven Kings realm?

That’s too cruel!

What King Qin said may not necessarily be true.

He now simply doesn’t want to see King Qi succeed, hoping to make everyone betray King Qi.

Thus, he said this to isolate King Qi.

As for the consequences, King Qin doesn’t care anymore.

Rather than live wretchedly, why not gamble it all at the end?

Otherwise, would he live under Qi Yinglong’s heel, crawling like a wretch his whole life?

Absolutely impossible!

Although King Qin wants to live, what’s the point of continuing like this?

He admits, he once was ambitious, even always wanting to deal with Ye Guichen.

But after faintly guessing the conspiracy within Netherworld Mountain, King Qin’s heart began to waver.

He felt that even if he considered himself the Netherworld Emperor, he might just be a pawn, a pawn that could be extinguished at any time.

Therefore, King Qin wants to find the truth, find a path where he won’t be a pawn, but a player.

But, in search of the truth, King Qin has come to such a plight.

He regrets immensely.

But now, he suddenly wants to gamble.

If today Ye Guichen survives, King Qin will firmly follow Ye Guichen.

Because to survive in front of a super-strong cultivator at the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, it requires not just high edification but great wisdom and great fate.

Perhaps, it can prove his conjecture.

Even Holy Temple doesn’t want Ye Guichen dead.

Or, the people of Holy Temple simply don’t dare let Ye Guichen die.

Whatever the outcome, this is the bet, betting his entire self.

”I am Qin Tianqi, King Qin. I know everyone is a loyal-hearted person, not an unrighteous one, so I hope everyone will not aid the villain and harm themselves and others!”

After King Qin announced his name, it again sparked a huge wave.

Though many already knew King Qin was subdued, they didn’t expect King Qin had become a cripple, like a dog crawling before King Qi.