Immortal Emperor's Life As A Son-in-law

It was day and night. The cool breeze blew gently, but Ruan Xiangjun did not sleep at night.    

    

Lying on the sofa in the living room, she glanced at the door from time to time.    

    

In the thick darkness of the night, there were a few figures riding on the darkness of the night, rushing towards the community.    

    

They only stopped for a short while downstairs before turning into the corridor in unison and arriving outside Xiao Chen's door.    

    

They gave each other a look and soon someone unlocked the door.    

    

Kacha! After a crisp sound, the door was also opened by a thin crack.    

    

Then, the few of them jumped in cleanly.    

    

Ruan Xiangjun's entire body trembled. She opened her eyes to look at the door but did not immediately get up.    

    

A group of people immediately separated and walked towards her. They took out a handkerchief and covered her nose.    

    

As for the others, they all turned around and threw themselves into the bedroom.    

    

Without saying anything, they drew their weapons and crept towards the bedside.    

    

The bright blade light flashed in the darkness, and then stabbed at Xiao Chen's chest one after another.    

    

At this moment, a muffled groan came from the living room.    

    

Ruan Xiangjun suddenly raised her palm and threw it at the guy who was bending over in front of her.    

    

After pushing him back a few steps, he suddenly jumped up from the sofa and rushed towards the bedroom.    

    

At the same time, he shouted at Xiao Chen.    

    

Seeing this, the eyes of the few people in the bedroom flashed. Without any hesitation, the blade in their hands fell and stabbed towards Xiao Chen.    

    

Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up from the bed.    

    

He raised his arm and shook off the blade with one hand. He stared at these people with a pair of cold eyes.    

    

"As thieves, have you come too many people?"    

    

His tone was indifferent and did not take these people seriously at all.    

    

Ruan Xiangjun let out a breath and rushed to the bedroom.    

    

However, a person immediately turned around at the door and swung a knife at her.    

    

Ruan Xiangjun blocked with her momentum and took two steps back to avoid the blade.    

    

But the person who was pushed back by her earlier also charged at her from behind.    

    

Ruan Xiangjun had no choice but to retreat immediately to avoid this attack. But this also allowed her to temporarily leave the bedroom door.    

    

Seeing this, the person at the bedroom door did not chase after her and immediately retreated and once again threw herself into the bedroom.    

    

Ruan Xiangjun fought with her first opponent in the living room.    

    

There were still four people in the bedroom. They immediately surrounded the bed and stared at Xiao Chen's face. At the same time, they tightened the knife in their hands.    

    

"What? Are you unhappy that you are thieves?"    

    

Xiao Chen smiled faintly. His calm and composed manner clearly surprised the four of them.    

    

However, when they glanced at the gauze that was still wrapped around his left hand, their eyes paused at the same time and immediately shouted.    

    

"It's just an injury. What's there to be proud of!"    

    

"What's there to talk about with him? I don't believe that he can do anything to us if we lose an arm!"    

    

"That's right, let's go!"    

    

It was unknown whether they were trying to bolster their courage or not, but their voices were getting louder and louder.    

    

As soon as they finished speaking, the four of them also immediately rushed forward.    

    

However, although Xiao Chen's left arm couldn't be used, his right arm wasn't affected.    

    

How could a few Outer Astral martial artists put him in his eyes? He slammed his palm on the bed and used the momentum to step on it.    

    

A black shadow flashed. He immediately escaped from the encirclement of four people and landed in front of the bedroom door.    

    

He stood on his tiptoes and said lightly with a hooked mouth, "I'm not only injured by an arm. Are you more confident now? "    

    

As expected, when they saw his injured leg, which was also wrapped in gauze, the four of them had a firm look in their eyes.    

    

As if suddenly injected with stimulants, they threw themselves at Xiao Chen even more violently.    

    

The bright blade light intersected and weaved into a dazzling net, directly smashing down at Xiao Chen.    

    

The inner Qi that was wrapped around him gushed out, and it looked as if he was gnashing his teeth in anger, as if he was going to slaughter Xiao Chen on the spot.    

    

"Then you guys are thinking too much. Even if one leg and one arm can't be used, it's still as simple as killing you all."    

    

With these words, Xiao Chen struck out with his Cloud Surging Palm. In this narrow space, his huge arm could unleash its full power.    

    

Why?    

    

He could just use it as a broom and sweep around the room. There was no need for technique at all.    

    

Then, wherever the giant arm passed, it howled and stood up.    

    

There was a crisp sound from the basket frame. Xiao Chen threw these people on the wall again and again.    

    

How did the paste come about? What did he do now?    

    

Not long after, the group of people were knocked unconscious and fell to the ground one after another.    

    

The person who was fighting Ruan Xiangjun outside immediately felt that the situation was not good. He hurriedly got out of the battle circle and ran away.    

    

He was fast, but Xiao Chen was faster than him.    

    

Just by the door, that person felt a chill behind him.    

    

He waved his hand and swung his blade, but the blade shattered in Xiao Chen's palm.    

    

After that, Xiao Chen's palm passed through the man's arm and struck the man's neck.    

    

He threw the person into the bedroom and looked at the paralyzed figures on the floor. Xiao Chen slowly walked in.    

    

"Come on. Tell me, which mountain did you come from?"    

    

The five of them supported themselves and looked at Xiao Chen with gritted teeth. They looked around but did not answer Xiao Chen's question.    

    

After a while, they suddenly turned to the window and tried to jump out of the window.    

    

Seeing this, the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth curled. He pulled the blanket and shook it.    

    

The blanket instantly turned into a long whip and hit these guys hard.    

    

It was not any weaker than the Cloud Dropping Hand just now.    

    

After cultivating to the Foundation Establishment stage, Xiao Chen could release a large amount of true qi. It was easy for him to control a blanket.    

    

Clang! Clang! It didn't take long for him to throw the group of people back.    

    

"Since you like to jump out the window so much, I will cripple your cultivation. I will throw you out one by one!"    

    

Xiao Chen's gloomy gaze swept across the group of people's faces. His smile was as evil as evil could be.    

    

"Which one of you will go first?"    

    

As he spoke, Xiao Chen swept his gaze over these people one by one.    

    

Those eyes that were obviously filled with malicious intent and clear coldness caused the corners of the group of people's eyes to shrink wildly.    

    

"You? Or you? Why aren't you saying anything?"    

    

Xiao Chen suddenly took a step forward. The pressure instantly pressed down on the group of people like Mount Tai.    

    

Their bodies trembled. In the end, they were still timid.    

    

"No, I will say it. We are..."    

    

"Pa!" Before the one who spoke could finish, a slap suddenly landed on his face.    

    

Then, a knife stabbed into the chest of the person who spoke. At the same time, the others also turned their blades.    

    

In the next moment, a strong smell of blood came from inside.    

    

"Interesting." Narrowing his eyes, Xiao Chen looked at the corpses and mumbled.    

    

Judging from their performance, it was obvious that they were not men of sacrifice trained by someone.    

    

But in the end, they still chose to commit suicide to kill themselves. This was rather intriguing.    

    

Ruan Xiangjun's throat wiggled a few times and she quietly turned her head away.    

    

Although it was not that she had never seen a dead person before and it was also not that she had not been stained with blood before, but the way these people died this time made her uncomfortable.    

    

Xiao Chen glanced out the window and faced the wind that blew into the coffin. He muttered, "Now, it seems that we really need to change places!"