Divine Physician, Overbearing Wife: State Preceptor, Your Wife Has Fled Again ! Chapter 1088

Chapter 1088: The Story of Changfeng and the Ninth Emperor III

He would not run away again and even if he died, he had to take Nan Changfeng with him!

Suddenly, a loud laugh came from the sky, causing all the raging power in the entire sky to disappear.

“Heavenly Falcon Gate's Master Liu Yang, all of you know that Changfeng is my man, then who has allowed you to hurt him?”

Poof!

A sharp awn suddenly pierced through Liu Yang's body as he stared at it with his eyes widened. He lifted his head stiffly and saw a figure in a red robe in the sky.

He could not tell if the figure was a man or a woman.

A demon mask covered her entire face. Her fine black hair floated around like a waterfall and her red robe was like a fire. Even though it was impossible to see her face, she was still stunning and so domineering.

In just a split second, the bodies of the Heavenly Falcon Gate's men had exploded and turned into a mist of blood before disappearing from this world.

Only the Ninth Emperor and Nan Changfeng were left in the entire world.

She lifted her hand and took the mask off of her face, revealing a stunningly beautiful and gorgeous face.

“Changfeng, you're such a troublemaker out there.”

The man replied after a while, “Those people have humiliated you.”

“Then why did you let yourself get hurt? When someone insults me behind my back, you can come back and tell me, and I will come after them. After all, the world has been claiming that I am a bully so I'd just live up to that, and no one can talk about me behind my back again.”

“I just couldn't control myself.”

He could not hold back from anything that was related to her.

The Ninth Emperor smiled and lifted her hands to touch the man's handsome face. “Little Changfeng, back then, you were saved by me, so you must listen to me. In the future, you have to learn to complain like those girls in my backyard. Come and tell me if anything happens, and I'll track them down.”

The man was speechless.

“Those girls in my backyard are pampered and spoiled. Initially, I had brought you back so you could help us to take care of our daily life. I didn't expect that… you would only go around causing trouble for me, and that in the end, I had to follow you and protect you. If you want to repay me, why don't you go back and warm my bed and let me sleep with you.”

After a long silence, the man said, “I am strong and I don't need protection.”

“We will talk about this again once you can beat me up. Little Changfeng, I'm hungry, let's go home. My girls are waiting for me. I'm afraid that they will turn the sky over if I don't go back now.”

On the bed, Nan Xian kept his eyes closed and fell into a deep sleep.

These things had always appeared as bits and pieces in his dream, over and over again.

From Nan Changfeng's initial acquaintance with the Ninth Emperor…

And until the end, when he died in her arms.

Nan Xian felt sympathy each time he saw the grief in the woman's eyes as if everything he had experienced in the dream had actually happened to him before.

In the sea of sand, within the dreamland, again.

This time, the sky was even more beautiful than before, as if it had been stained red with blood. All was red-colored under the gloom of the haze.

Countless skilled masters had spread out all over the sky, looking downward at the two men with their cold faces.

The man's white robe was stained with blood. He stretched out his blood-soaked hand, trembling, and caressed the woman's face.

A red-b.l.o.o.d.y mark of five fingers appeared on her cheek.

“Jiu'er…”

‘I'm sorry, I won't be able to do your laundry and cook for you in the future.

‘I can't warm your bed anymore.

‘I can't tell you a bedtime story, either.

‘And I won't be able to… accompany you…'