Husband is Particularly Fierce

"Don't be afraid, have me!" These few words comforted Yuan Feiyu's heart. Di Jiye is the kind of man who makes people feel that he is reliable. With him by your side, you don't seem to be too afraid, especially after he made such a promise and looked at you with his black eyes, you really felt that there was nothing in this world that was scary anymore.

Yuan Feiyu's tears were still hanging on her snow-white cheeks, her big black eyes were even more beautiful and watery than ever before. She pursed her lips slightly, with a serious look on her face. "The baby is fine, right?"

He's not in a good condition right now, but I swear by my blood that as long as I'm alive, he'll be fine with you." What a joke, the female in front of him had unhesitatingly accepted his proposal in front of his father. If he couldn't protect her and the baby, could he still be called male? He would be laughed to death by the entire demon realm. This was a question of the least dignity of a male!

Seeing the black filth on the eggshell quickly corroding inward like a corrosive substance, the Old Demon Emperor started to lose his composure. What a joke, how could he, the only descendant that could possibly become a Devil God, watch him die just like that. He would bring ten thousand years of glory to his family. Yuan Feiyu just stared dumbfoundedly at the body of the Old Demon Emperor in front of him, his head raised to look at his opponent's face, but because she was too close to him, she slowly stared at him as he continued to raise his gaze, his chest, waist, buttocks, legs, all the way until her eyes only met his boots.

She was so slow that she was pulled apart by Di Jiye, only then did she realise that the Old Demon Emperor had already grown to be at least six to seven storeys tall. No wonder the structures of the Demon Palace were all so tall, and also had an infinitely changing elasticity.

Yuan Feiyu could not understand it, but he could see that the other party was using a big spell. Not long after, his entire body was enveloped by a black mist, and from the black mist, countless black silk spirit threads shot out, drilling into the largest crack of the egg that had been opened. With all his strength, even if the egg was removed from its shell in advance and it managed to injure it, it was still better than letting the baby get corroded alive.

This was a battle between black and black. Yuan Feiyu originally thought that he wouldn't be able to see it clearly, but he realized that he could clearly distinguish the black filaments on the eggshell, and the black filaments on the eggshell, together with the Di Clan's black gold spirit threads, both of them were entangled together as if they were in deep love.

The black gold spirit threads seemed to have the upper hand, as they slowly pulled the eggshell apart, revealing a fist-sized hole. Di Jiye said on the side, "Baby, come out."

A small mouth suddenly stuck out from the crack on the shell. It was red and moist, biting into the black gold and black filaments. It did not distinguish between us, swallowing them all.

Di Jiye was stunned.