My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Is it done?”

”Great, Zhao Wencheng is doomed this time!”

”Mr. Ye is indeed formidable!”

Seeing Ye Guichen’s hundred swords pierce Zhao Wencheng like a porcupine, everyone shouted.

Some people were even so excited that they cried on the spot.

Especially Song Yanran.

She blinked her large eyes, staring intently at Ye Guichen, as if in an instant, this figure became extraordinarily tall.

Song Botong’s eyes were bloodshot, clenching his fists tightly, he swung them twice vigorously: ”Good! Excellent!”

Zuo Qiuyun glanced at Master Mo and sighed deeply: ”Mr. Ye, truly worthy of being Mr. Ye!”

Everyone felt that Zhao Wencheng was sure to die this time.

Only Ye Guichen frowned tightly.

He controlled the hundred swords, although they had pierced Zhao Wencheng’s heart.

However, that uneasy feeling did not disappear.

In fact, Ye Guichen faintly felt as if Zhao Wencheng was not dead.

”Withdraw!”

As Ye Guichen spoke, the hundred swords withdrew from Zhao Wencheng’s body.

Zhao Wencheng fell to the ground with a thud, his body riddled with holes, blood gushing out from hundreds of wounds.

In this state, even a person in the Nascent Soul Realm would be crushed to pieces, let alone Zhao Wencheng who had not entered the Nascent Soul Realm.

Bold members of the Song Family stepped forward, wanting to inspect Zhao Wencheng’s corpse.

But, just as that member of the Song Family came within three steps of Zhao Wencheng, the blood flowing from Zhao Wencheng’s body suddenly spread to the feet of that Song Family member as if it had eyes.

The Song Family member was stunned, feeling that the blood was too filthy, he lifted his foot, wanting to kick the blood away.

However, in the next second, an abrupt change occurred.

The blood suddenly gathered quickly towards the body of that Song Family member.

”Ahhh!”

The Song Family member screamed in panic.

But before others could understand what was happening, the blood had already completely enveloped that Song Family member, causing him to resemble a human figure made of blood.

”What’s happening?”

”What is that?”

”Why is the blood moving?”

Everyone retreated several steps in fear.

Because this scene was simply too terrifying.

The Song Family’s Old Lady suddenly exclaimed: ”No! Zhao Wencheng is not dead!”

”What? How can that be!”

”Not dead? After all that, how could he not be dead!”

”Mr. Ye, think of something!”

Everyone looked to Ye Guichen for help.

Ye Guichen also felt Zhao Wencheng’s aura swelling continuously, and the blood, like tentacles, soon engulfed that Song Family member.

This time, the blood, like concentrated sulfuric acid, devoured that Song Family member leaving no bones behind.

The blood-formed human figure suddenly collapsed, becoming dozens of blood streams, spreading in all directions.

Many unsuspecting people were instantly wrapped by the blood streams upon contact and were completely devoured in seconds.

The scene descended into chaos.

”Ahhh, what is this thing!”

”Run!”

The crowd began to scatter.

The Song Family’s Old Lady trembled all over.

The hope that had just risen vanished at that moment.

After devouring seven members of the Song Family, the blood streams returned to Zhao Wencheng’s body.

And Zhao Wencheng’s body, originally riddled with holes, began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He suddenly stood up straight, a mocking smile forming at the corner of his mouth: ”With such little skill, you think you can kill me?”

This time, Zhao Wencheng’s vitality seemed even more vigorous.

He stared at Ye Guichen with a grin, his mouth full of blood.

At this moment, Zhao Wencheng’s hair and beard were flying, his entire being resembling an utter demon: ”Boy, you surprised me! But, if you think you can kill me, you’re not quite there yet!”

Ye Guichen, encountering such a situation for the first time, couldn’t help but feel a chill on his scalp.

But then he recalled the woman Zhao Wencheng had hidden in the cellar of the nearby woods.

Ye Guichen suddenly had an epiphany.

”Gui Yi, go!”

Ye Guichen commanded.

Gui Yi understood and swiftly raced toward the outside, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The crowd was stunned by this.

What is happening?

Is Ye Guichen going to find reinforcements?

In this situation, even if reinforcements were called, what use would they be?

”Haha, boy, are you trying to find reinforcements?” Zhao Wencheng laughed playfully: ”Fine, I might not kill you right away, but while waiting for your reinforcements, I must see my son marry the eldest daughter of the Song Family first!”

Zhao Wencheng suddenly acted.

With his hands, he grabbed Zhao Yi and Song Yanran, who were hiding far away.

In an instant, as if caught by two invisible strings, Zhao Yi and Song Yanran were dragged in front of Zhao Wencheng.

”Yanran!” Song Botong was shocked: ”Release Yanran, let her go!”

”Song Botong, marrying my son is a blessing for your Song Family. Haha, rest assured, although my son is a good-for-nothing, that doesn’t affect the succession of our Zhao Family!”

As he spoke, Zhao Wencheng pressed Song Yanran’s head: ”Come, kneel down and start the ceremony!”

Song Yanran stubbornly lifted her head, refusing to bow down.

But she was just a weak woman, and although she had some cultivation, she was no match for the blood-lusting Zhao Wencheng.

”You might as well kill me! Even if I die, I will never marry Zhao Yi!” Song Yanran’s tears fell like broken beads.