My Silly, Sweet Wife

”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.”