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

The figures hidden in the fog and flames had long since lost track of who they were.    

After being put on the gas mask, Zhang Xiaoxiao barely managed to regain her senses.    

She stared at her big eyes that were still in a panic and mumbled her lips, as if she wanted to say something.    

But before she could open her mouth, she felt her body lighten in the cemetery. Then, her entire body separated from the ground.    

Subconsciously, she grabbed Xiao Chen's arm and hurriedly shouted, "You..."    

But before she could finish, Xiao Chen suddenly shook his arm. Suspended in the air, she was so scared that she swallowed her words back.    

"It's ready!"    

After saying that, Xiao Chen's hand suddenly loosened.    

After that, Zhang Xiaoxiao felt that she had left the ground and jumped out of the forest. The crown of the tree flew in front of her eyes.    

Pffft, what a crisp sound. She felt the pain of the tree branches hitting her body, so she forcefully twisted her body.    

She immediately raised her palm and grabbed the crown of the tree. After a while, she felt a burning pain in her palm.    

The familiar ground finally appeared in front of her eyes. She hurriedly used her strength to move her feet.    

Clang! After landing on the ground, she hurriedly took a few steps forward and climbed up the tree trunk with great difficulty to stabilize her body.    

At this time, Zhang Huiying also saw her. She hurriedly walked over and anxiously asked, "Xiaoxiao, how are you?"    

"Auntie? I-I'm fine!"    

Rubbing her aching arm, Zhang Xiaoxiao immediately squeezed out a smile.    

However, she forgot that her face was currently covered by a mask. No matter how bright her smile was, Zhang Huiying could not see it.    

Paying attention to the black fog surrounding Zhang Xiaoxiao and the others, her eyes froze.    

Just as she was about to ask, with a light whoosh, the murderous aura suddenly dispersed and immediately enveloped her.    

In a rush, she hurriedly rushed over and was forced to barge into Zhang Huiying's side.    

At this time, the murderous aura also suddenly stabilized and formed a barrier around them.    

The small gap that was quietly opened was barely enough for them to look out.    

Looking at the place where they were thrown, there was no trace of Xiao Chen at all.    

Xiao Chen looked around and released his senses completely. He searched carefully again and again in the chaotic forest.    

He was going to the hill on the southeast side. If he remembered correctly, the people of Ruan family should be in this direction.    

However, compared to the mountain he had rushed back to, the chaos here was much less.    

Occasionally, he could hear the sounds of battle, but it was not as intense as the other battles.    

On the ground, there were also traces of unknown dragging, winding about and extending quite far.    

However, Xiao Chen's brows furrowed more and more tightly.    

When he discovered the traces of blood, as well as the scattered pieces of clothing. Xiao Chen finally realized something.    

"This was left by someone!"    

Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly raised his head.    

Only now did he finally understand why there were so few people who had been discovered in the mountain forest up until now.    

After figuring this out, how could Xiao Chen waste any more time? He used his movement technique and immediately chased after these drag marks.    

After crossing the mountainside, the trail suddenly descended.    

It was also at this moment that Xiao Chen realized that there was a cliff behind this mountain.    

Below the cliff was a gurgling stream of water. It was quiet, but it could not be considered a narrow river flowing quietly.    

"This..."    

The corner of Xiao Chen's eye twitched. Because on that cliff, he had already found traces of people.    

A rope that had been pulled up at some unknown time had extended all the way down the cliff.    

Two masked men were standing on the top of the rope road.    

In addition, there were also some guys wearing gas masks, dragging miserable and bloody figures to the scene.    

After throwing them to the ground, these guys wearing gas masks immediately turned around and ran towards the direction where Xiao Chen and the others had set up camp.    

As for the two masked men guarding, they grabbed the figures on the ground and put them on the rope road.    

With a hiss, the person who was put on the rope road slid down the cliff along the rope road with a swoosh.    

Xiao Chen gathered his vision and took a deep look at the bottom of the cliff.    

Only then did he see that there were still a lot of people at the bottom of the cliff. However, those people were not wearing masks.    

The faces of the east and west mixed together, removing the falling figures from the rope path and piling them on the wooden raft under his feet.    

And around the rope path, there were several rafts waiting. Now, there were no less than ten figures piled up in two of them.    

"This..."    

Even though Xiao Chen had a firm mind and rich experience, he was still stunned by the scene in front of him.    

This was obviously not something that could be arranged in a hurry. It was obvious that he had already made arrangements beforehand.    

Xiao Chen took a deep breath and didn't let the turmoil in his heart react.    

Carefully observing the area below and making sure that Ruan Xiangjun did not exist on the raft, he then quietly sighed.    

But before he could relax his breath, his eyes suddenly became serious.    

Among the few masked men that appeared again, Ruan Xiangjun's unconscious figure was being dragged towards the mouth of the cliff.    

At this moment, Xiao Chen could no longer hide. He restrained his aura and went straight to the cliff entrance.    

Just as the two masked men dragged Ruan Xiangjun's unconscious figure and were about to put her on the rope path, Xiao Chen also jumped out at this time.    

A palm was in front of him and his hand was behind him.    

The palm wind swept towards the masked man who had yet to leave, but lowered his hand and grabbed the two masked men along with Ruan Xiangjun.    

A sudden change occurred.    

Those few masked men immediately waved their hands to meet the attack. The two masked men in charge of the hanging men also hurriedly withdrew their hands.    

However, Xiao Chen didn't care about them. He waved his hand and forcefully pushed them away.    

Only then did Xiao Chen take a step forward. Once he landed beside Ruan Xiangjun, he immediately lifted his hand and picked her up.    

Looking at the bloody wounds on Ruan Xiangjun's body, Xiao Chen's heart suddenly tightened.    

"Xiangjun, Xiangjun, wake up. How do you feel? Don't scare me!"    

Holding Ruan Xiangjun, Xiao Chen looked down at her face. He reached out his hand to grab her wrist and used his true qi.    

Being stimulated by the true qi, Ruan Xiangjun's eyelids trembled and she weakly opened her eyes.    

When she saw Xiao Chen, that panicky gaze suddenly became firm, but the crystal clear in her eyes could no longer hold it in.    

Pouring tears rolled down from her eyes all of a sudden.    

Tears rolled down from her eyes, washing away the blood stains on her face, revealing her exceptionally pale face.    

In a flash, she threw herself into his arms.    

"Alright, don't cry. I'm here, I'm here!"    

Xiao Chen held her body with one hand and gently stroked her trembling back with the other. He tried his best to speak to her in a gentle voice.    

At this moment, the masked men and the masked men finally avoided the attack of the hanging cloud hand and looked over coldly.    

At this time, these people didn't even say a word. They all rushed over.    

Their palms flew in the air, and blades of light and sword shadows wrapped around the sound of a torrential downpour. All of them rushed towards Xiao Chen and the masked man.