Demon King's Pampered Wife

In the pitch-black swamp forest, the cries of the giant frog sounded eerie and terrifying. Amidst the short reeds, a pair of shiny eyes was watching their surroundings sharply.

Zi Ling held her breath as she lay on the wet ground. Her tattered clothes were soaked in water, cold and bone-piercing. She did not move, like a dormant beast, ready to give its enemy a fatal blow at any moment.

"If you search again, I won't believe you. She's just a cripple after losing her Golden Phoenix Body, and she can still go to heaven!" The youth that spoke had an obese body and a pair of small mouse eyes that looked extremely wretched. He was Hong Tong, who had almost caught up to Zi Ling yesterday.

"Young master Hong, we are at the center of Morrow Swamp. We are not Xuan Wu Realm warriors, so we will lose our lives if we enter." A short retainer summoned up his courage and told him.

Hong Tong wiped his nose and gave his squire a fierce kick, "You want to die? Do you believe that this daddy will take your life right now? If you say it again, I'll search you all again, but if I can't find you all, you can all die! " With a sinister gaze, he swept across all of his retainers, immediately scaring everyone into not daring to make a sound.

As these people entered the heart of the Morrow Swamp, they startled the birds that were resting in the swamps and scared away many of the insect frogs.

Zi Ling, who was still, suddenly turned her head. Her muscles tensed up. She knew that those people were already very close to her.

Phew... Her breathing became heavier, and her eyes were as sharp as knives as they shot towards the dark bog forest. If the heavens allowed her to revive so that she could be killed again, she didn't mind bringing everyone to the grave with her!

200 feet … Ten Zhang … Fifty feet … The sound of rustling was not far in front of her, and her hand holding the reed was white and miserable in the moonlight.

"Puckering her lips, she squeezed out every last ounce of energy in her weak body." Kacha! Along with the snapping of a dead branch, her figure ferociously pounced like a cheetah. However, an instant later, the dagger in her left hand accurately stabbed towards the neck of her opponent. "Pu!"

After the first strike, she quickly retracted her dagger and followed up by slashing to the side. Another person fell to the ground. The others were still quite a distance away from her, so she stopped fighting and turned around to dive into the denser reeds.

When Hong Tong heard their screams, he came to a stop. When he saw the miserable state the two were in, he was overjoyed. "She's right here. Search carefully for her."

The people chasing from behind were no longer cautious. They all headed in the direction of the Purple Ribbon. The purple silk didn't turn back, only drawing closer to the center of the swamp. Its life force was rapidly depleting, and it couldn't hold on for much longer. She gritted her teeth and allowed herself enough strength to run the length of the distance.

In a short few dozen zhang, she felt that it was incomparably far away. After three consecutive days of escaping, his strength had long been depleted. His feet became heavier and heavier, his breathing became more and more rapid. The sky and earth began spinning like a roulette.

Finally, her legs gave out and she fell to the ground.

The endless black swamp was right in front of her, quiet to the point of near deathly silence. She panted heavily, her eyes staring straight ahead, the corners of her mouth slightly moving, as if she was smiling …

The messy footsteps gradually became orderly behind him. Hong Tong used his rat eyes to stare at Zi Ling's back as he slowly walked forward while holding his stomach. "If you have the ability to do so, run away again!"

Zi Ling turned her head to look at him, her face flickering in the dim moonlight. "There's no need to run anymore."

Hong Tong was stunned for a moment before he chuckled and said, "At least you're smart. You're already half a life away. If you try to run away, you'll die." After he finished speaking, he stared at that peerlessly beautiful face. Even though his sticky hair was carelessly spread across his face, and his clothes were tattered and dirty, he still looked extremely charming. He could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Three days ago, the girl in front of him was the daughter of Ye family's genius. She had the body of the golden phoenix, and was the goddess in the hearts of the martial artists in the Anze Continent. In the past, he had only dared to sneak a peek, but now, it was his turn to take control of her life and death. Thinking of this, his body became restless as blood began to gather in a certain direction.

"You, you, you guys go over there." With a dry cough, he directed the servants to leave.

Zi Ling's sharp gaze never left Hong Tong. After he had sent away everyone, she lazily brandished her dagger and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will take your life?"

Hong Tong approached her with his eyes wide open, reached out his hand and lifted her chin, "In the past, I was definitely scared to death. Now that you only have half a life left, will I still be afraid of you?" he said, reaching out his hand insolently to her face.

A sharp light flashed in Zi Ling's eyes. She extended her hand to press down his irregular hand as she coldly laughed, "Even if I am only left with half a life, I, Ye Ling, am not someone that you can think of!"

Hong Tong thought that she didn't care that she was being stubborn. Instead, he held her hand and started stroking her back and forth, "Since you have a dead end, why don't you die a happy death? Otherwise, I, Young Master Hong, will have many methods to deal with you."

Zi Ling snorted as she laughed, and let his fat hands pull her hand, "Is that so? Do you know where this is? "

At such a close distance, the white skin that occasionally appeared on the dirty face was like fine jade, causing his heart to itch even more, "Of course I know, this is Mo Luo Swamp, I know what you want to say, if I, Hong Tong, dare to enter here, I won't be afraid, but here I am more in love, don't you think?" As he spoke, his chubby lips pressed down.

With a crisp "pa" sound, Hong Tong's face received a solid slap. His expression changed as he exerted all the strength in his hands, "You think you are the Ye Family's heaven's pride expert? Now that your life is in my hands! " Hong Tong thought that his words would make Ye Ling realize the reality, but when he lowered his head, he saw a faint smile on Ye Ling's face as he looked at him.

"What are you laughing at?" Hong Tong frowned and frowned. He really did not like Ye Ling, who had already fallen to this state, to use such a condescending gaze to look at him. The anger in his eyes started to rise bit by bit.

"I'm laughing at you for not knowing when you're about to die," it seemed as if she was about to confirm her words, but just as the words left her throat, a miserable scream came from the reeds.

The scream only lasted for a moment before it died down. Hong Tong suddenly turned his head. "What sound is that?"

Hong Tong's attention was drawn away by the commotion behind him. With a light struggle, the purple silk broke out of his control and slowly stood up. "Death god's voice …"

Ah … Ah …

After that short scream, one scream after another came from the eerie marsh. Hong Tong felt his scalp go numb as he retreated a few steps and grabbed Zi Ling. "What trick did you use?"

Zi Ling chuckled, but did not answer his question. Instead, she said, "Listen, it's quiet again!"

At this point of time, the silence would only cause one's hair to stand on end. Sweat had long started to appear on Hong Tong's chubby face.

"Suddenly, the reeds in the surrounding swamps all collapsed, as if there was something huge approaching. However, he couldn't see anything." What the hell is that? " Hong Tong wiped the sweat off his face and shouted with a trembling voice.

"Magical beasts …" Aren't you afraid? " Zi Ling's tone rose, as if it had nothing to do with her.

Hong Tong was so scared that his face turned pale. The collapsed reeds were especially close to their location.

"It's here!" Zi Ling smiled and reminded him. With a "chi la" sound, Hong Tong's arm was cut off and fresh blood gushed out.

An excruciating pain made Hong Tong nearly faint. He only had enough time to howl in anguish as his other arm was severed at the root as well …

From the beginning to the end, the magical beast did not show itself. He could only feel a strong wind sweeping towards him. The purple silk suddenly retreated, staring at a certain place with a fierce and sharp gaze, and shouted, "Evil creature, how dare you!"

With her shout, a miserable cry came from the void of the black urn. The cry was filled with fear. Soon after, another patch of reeds quickly collapsed. It turned out that the demonic beast had escaped into the depths of the swamp …

Zi Ling weakly retreated two steps back. Although she had lost her cultivation, it was fortunate that the pressure of her consciousness still remained. Otherwise, she would have died again today. However, she was not feeling well either. Her already weak body was not able to withstand the soul consciousness pressure she suddenly released. She almost fainted on the spot.

The reeds crumbled and the demonic beast gradually left. Only then did Zi Ling let out a light breath and slowly turned her broken body around. She looked at Hong Tong who had lost both arms and was wailing in pain on the ground.

"Now do you know if my life is in your hands?" She put her foot on Hong Tong's fat face and spoke with a cold and condescending tone.

Hong Tong's soul had already been scared out of his body. Facing her cold eyes, his entire body trembled, "Didn't you already lose the Golden Phoenix Physique? How did this happen?" He suddenly felt that Ye Ling was different from before.

"That's right, Ye Ling has lost his Golden Phoenix Physique." As she spoke, she withdrew her leg and slowly squatted down. She patted Hong Tong's face to keep him awake, "Don't die from the pain, you still owe me something!"

Hong Tong rolled his eyes, and his rat eyes lost their original luster. Zi Ling smiled slightly, the dagger in her hand slowly slid down his neck, her voice gentle and charming, "What do we do? Three days ago, I swore that no one would ever bully me again in this lifetime! " As the sound of his voice faded, a part of Hong Tong's body also fell to the ground.

Ah … The continuous pain caused Hong Tong's face to turn purple and his eyes to turn white. Zi Ling patted his face with the back of her bloody blade, lowering her voice. "You're right. Ye Ling had his Golden Phoenix Body snatched away by Hong Rui and Ye Shan. He only has half a life left, and she will die very soon. That's why I can live again."

Seeing how Hong Tong's eyes widened and filled with fear, the smile on her face became increasingly coquettish and enchanting.

It was only when Hong Tong lost his breath that the smile on his face slowly disappeared and became incomparably cold. If she wasn't the real Ye Ling, she would have definitely suffered a miserable fate.