Son-in-law From Dark World

Jack looked at Ye Meiyun's familiar face, her teeth chattering. He could tolerate anyone changing their appearance, but Meiyun, there's only one thing we need.    

Since Young Lord Ye was the pure land in his heart, he could only eliminate one more. He would never allow anyone to desecrate her.    

"Then don't you like it? "I remember that in your mind, this face is the one you care about the most. Master Jack, you haven't shared a bed yet, so why don't we have a good time together? With this strange body and familiar face, it will definitely be exciting …"    

Under the night sky, the woman's smile was even more enchanting. Sometimes, it would restore its coarse voice, making it sound a bit like Lanruo Temple's grandmother, the thousand-year-old tree demon.    

Her actions made Qin Feng want to kill her more and more, but all of a sudden, he didn't know how to do it.    

Even though that face had offended him, if he made a move … Or … He couldn't bear it.    

Qin Feng clenched his fist tightly and suddenly felt a familiar voice ringing beside his ear.    

"Hubby, come over here."    

"Qin Feng, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."    

"Come here..."    

He knew in time that this was an illusion, but he still couldn't help but feel warm.    

He started to walk towards the opposite party. The woman also got close to Qin Feng and hugged him. The knife in her hand was already fiercely stabbed in.    

The white and red blades came out, and the light golden blood splattered onto the ground.    

Qin Feng didn't have any pain on his face. Instead, there was a gentle expression on his face. He hugged the woman tightly and grinned. His eyes were filled with a happy smile.    

After three slashes, Qin Feng's body was still twitching, but there was still no reaction. The blood had already dyed his shoes a pale gold.    

"Master Jack, are you really that happy? Are you still willing to kill me?"    

The woman frowned. The knife in her hand had been grabbed by Qin Feng. There was a struggle on her face, but the knife still stabbed into his chest.    

Pfft!    

Qin Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and was easily dodged by the woman. Her eyes turned cold and the knife in her hand started to twist. Qin Feng even let out a grunt.    

Just as Qin Feng's chest was about to be cut open, a loud shout was heard.    

"How dare you demon! You are courting death by making a move on my Boss Qin!"    

The old Daoist rushed over with a large rock in his hand. Behind him, Tong Tong stood on the spot with a frown as she watched the old Daoist charge towards the woman.    

"Water Demon, get rid of that old fellow. I only need a minute to send Master Jack off … "On the way!"    

The woman tilted her head and said with a cold voice.    

The man who was dripping wet turned his head and opened his mouth, revealing his bright white teeth, and quickly dashed towards the old Daoist.    

Bang!    

The old Daoist smashed the brick into pieces with a single punch, scattering the powder all over his face. His fist was also flexible as it fiercely smashed into the old Daoist's face.    

Pow!    

The old Daoist stepped back and stabbed his finger through the water demon's wrist. The sharp blade pierced the skin, but no blood flowed out.    

"Dig in. You, are you really a ghost?"    

The old Daoist's eyes narrowed. He casually took out a rune sword from his crotch and slashed at that person.    

Not only was the water demon's body flexible enough, its speed was also extremely fast. It easily dodged a few sword strikes, and its arm shot out like a rubber band.    

Bang!    

The old Daoist was pushed back and held his chest. When the opponent rushed towards him again, he threw the rune sword out.    

Unexpectedly, he didn't manage to pierce the water demon. He casually tossed it to the side and struck the water demon's forehead.    

Immediately, a stream of light yellow colored pus flowed down. From ten meters away, the old Daoist pinched his nose and vomited.    

The water demon grimaced and let out a miserable shriek as it threw its Practitioner Sword on the ground.    

"Roar!"    

The water demon's body shot out, giving up its soft advantage. It flew up in the air and smashed down like a cannonball.    

The old Daoist narrowed his eyes and his body trembled. He then took out a black ball from his crotch and threw it into the air.    

Boom!    

The sound of explosions filled the air, spreading out a cloud of black smoke that was like the destructive force of a high-pressure grenade, continuously reverberating in the air.    

The old Daoist held his head    

As he lay on the ground, one of his wriggling arms fell in front of him and was casually slapped away.    

"Fuck, Nanyang Warlock, a bunch of damn things."    

When the old Daoist got up from the ground, he saw Qin Feng kneeling on the ground. The woman raised her arm and stabbed the knife towards Qin Feng's head.    

"Tong Tong, stop her!"    

The old Daoist roared and turned around, only to find that Tong Tong was no longer there. When his gaze landed on that woman, Tong Tong had somehow jumped behind her, as if no other woman had noticed her.    

At this moment, Tong Tong's face was filled with a dark aura. She was in an extremely blackened state and had climbed onto the woman's shoulder. She extended her hand and gently placed it on her arm.    

The woman suddenly felt her hair stand on end. She twisted her stiff neck and slashed open the knife on Qin Feng's scalp.    

When the evil smile magnified in her vision, her eyes narrowed.    

"You … want to kill my father?"    

Tong Tong's mouth was agape, and even her teeth had become sharp. Under the night sky, a sharp light flashed across her face.    

"Humph, anyone who blocks me will die!"    

The woman gave up trying to assassinate Qin Feng.    

Tong Tong swung the sabre at her, and in the next second, she let out a blood-curdling scream.    

Tong Tong buried her head into the woman's neck and raised her head, causing a rain of blood to fall.    

The knife fell on the ground and the woman fell straight down. Her throat was torn, bitten off alive.    

Tong Tong jumped to the side the moment the woman fell. Her face was full of worry as she looked at Qin Feng who was twitching on the ground. She didn't dare to get close.    

At this moment, the old Daoist also rushed over and pounced in front of Qin Feng. He grabbed Qin Feng's arms and forcefully shook them.    

"Boss Qin, what happened? Don't scare me. If you die, who will I go with?"    

At this moment, Qin Feng looked to be in a very sorry state. His entire body was covered in faint golden blood. The old Daoist even took the opportunity to touch it and taste it.    

There were also four shocking wounds on his abdomen. His chest was also rolling up, making him look very frightening.    

Even Qin Feng's face was extremely pale, and his eyes gradually regained their clarity.    

"Cough!"    

Qin Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, which flowed along the corner of his mouth all the way to his body.    

The old Daoist was so scared that his hands started to tremble. He carried Qin Feng on his back. He really couldn't understand why Qin Feng was injured to such a degree.    

Forget about Ninghai, even in the Southern Wars Battlefield, the number of people that could harm him could be counted with one hand.    

But now, he was almost killed by a demoness. Could it be that Boss Qin had some ulterior motives?    

When he carried Qin Feng on his back, he casually glanced at the corpse on the ground. When he saw that face, the old Daoist sighed.