Enchantress Amongst Alchemists Ghost King is Wife

The wind blew by, making his enchanting blood-red robe flutter.

Feng Jing Tian raised his phoenix gaze toward the pale Feng Xiang. His eyes were sinisterly cold as though he wasn’t looking at his father, but at his nemesis.

“With what identity are you ordering me?”

Feng Xiang’s expression changed greatly. Ashen-faced, he yelled furiously, “I’m your father! You unfilial son, how could you speak to your father like this?”

“Father?” Feng Jing Tian chuckled coldly with disdain. “I have said this before; if the Feng family touches her, I will start a bloodbath in the family! It seems you didn’t listen to what I said.”

Feeling the young girl’s body stiffen in his embrace, he subconsciously tightened his hold.

“Ten years ago, I failed to protect mother from dying due to your cowardice. But I did promise her to protect the girl I’ll love with all that I have.”

This young girl was the only one he wanted to protect…

“Impudent!” Feng Xiang’s complexion ashened. Shaking in anger, he pointed a finger at Feng Jing Tian. “You unfilial son, you will anger me to death. Cough, cough…”

He wasn’t able to speak further after saying a few sentences. When he coughed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the floor before him red.

Just like Mu Ru Yue, he was also severely wounded. Blood flowed from the long cut on his chest and some of his internal organs were faintly visible.

It could be said that he could stand there now only due to strong force of will as any other person would have already collapsed.

Lan Xin stared dazedly as her beloved man embraced another girl. Her delicate face turned pale. Her heart seemed to have been pierced viciously, so painful that her tears flowed uncontrollably.

‘What is so good about that woman that Feng Jing Tian had rebelled against the Feng family for her?’

‘Even Lan Yue and I weren’t able to obtain such deep feelings.’

What made Lan Xin even more heartbroken was that Feng Xiang was unable to kill that bitch. Had she died, perhaps none of this would have happened…

“Feng Jing Tian, don’t forget that our Feng family houses the lingering spirit of our ancestor! Your powers are indeed great, but do you think you’ll be match against the ancestor?”

The ancestor was only a lingering spirit, but with his ability he definitely would have a method that allows himself to fight for a short moment. If he was willing to interfere in this matter, how hard would it be to deal with a severely wounded young girl?

Currently, the only one that could deal with her was the ancestor…

Feng Jing Tian’s expression turned increasingly dark as he stared coldly at Feng Xiang, but he didn’t say anything.

“Haha!” Feng Xiang laughed crazily. With a malevolent and ruthless smile, he continued, “Jing Tian, you are my son, so I won’t do anything to you. However, that woman must die. Only the ancestor will be able to deal with this situation!”

Lan Xin and the crowd’s gaze lit up when they heard what he said.

Why was the Lan family a little fearful of Feng City’s Feng family? It was due to this so-called mysterious ancestor. Even though the ancestor was a lingering spirit, he was able to keep his soul from scattering for a thousand years. He definitely possessed a treasure. That treasure might also be able to assist him in battle…

Peng!

Feng Xiang took out a jade tablet and snapped it in two. He shot an icy gaze toward the young girl in Feng Jing Tian’s arms as he shouted, “I don’t know your background, but since you offended my Feng family—you must face death!”

(Teaser)

The wind blew by, making his enchanting blood-red robe flutter.

Feng Jing Tian raised his phoenix gaze toward the pale Feng Xiang. His eyes were sinisterly cold as though he wasn’t looking at his father, but at his nemesis.

“With what identity are you ordering me?”