Chapter 147: Those Who Hurt My Wife, Die!

"Hmm! No rush yet!" Mengchen responded with some surprise.

But regardless, as Xiyao had said, Yuechan, no matter what, could be considered an acquaintance of his. Although it wasn't very harmonious, she was the first woman in this life he had bowed with in marriage; he couldn't just watch her be bullied by these three lecherous thieves! "She is about to lose!" Heizi watched with his pitch-black eyes glowing with intensity.

No sooner had he finished speaking than that giant deer let out a heaven-shaking roar. The Dragon Phoenix Combined Strike was shattered, and as the giant deer surged forward, Yuechan was sent flying in an instant.

At this moment, flowers of blood bloomed on her body; she was not lightly wounded.

"Ssh...!"

Seeing Yuechan sent flying, one of the men flashed out, reaching out his hand to capture her.

Yuechan, flying backward, could not control her own body. Seeing the demonic claw approaching, her expression sank into silence.

"Can't delay any longer." Seeing the situation was urgent, Mengchen spread his wings like a Kunpeng and flew out at extreme speed.

"Hmph...!"

The Tianhu Shaonü let out a light huff of dissatisfaction at this, turning away as if sulking, peeking sideways.

"Who dares to hurt my wife!"

Mengchen's explosive shout spread in an instant.

He arrived in almost an instant, his left hand wrapping around Yuechan's slender waist to pull her into his embrace, his right fist gathering strength, punching out to collide violently with the palm reaching for Yuechan.

"Boom!"

Nowadays, Mengchen's physical body was peerlessly strong; that man was shaken back by the punch.

The man who had been shaken back was very surprised, staring at Mengchen in silence to scrutinize him, "Who exactly is this person, to be able to knock me back with a single punch."

The other two who had witnessed that strike also had their expressions turn grave, beginning to scrutinize and probe the other's background.

"Why is it you!"

Yuechan looked back, and after seeing it was Mengchen, her face flushed red in an instant; the hand wrapped around her waist made her whole body tremble.

Immediately, she said to herself in her heart: "Truly, there is no escaping this."

When Mengchen steadied his figure, Yuechan tried to break free from his embrace, but alas, he was holding her very tightly and could not be pushed away.

Thus, Yuechan whispered with a crimson face: "Enough! Please let me go!"

"No! You are seriously injured, you can't do it without me." Mengchen refused flatly with a calm expression.

Yuechan cast an angry look; what did he mean by "can't do it without him"?! Although she was seriously injured now, she had not reached the point where she could not stand.

"Let me go quickly, or don't blame me for being heartless." Yuechan's brows were tightly knit; this was not a negotiation with him.

Seeing that he refused to let go, she decisively swung her palm at Mengchen. At this, Mengchen had no choice but to let go and retreat two steps.

The palm strike missed, agitating her injuries and causing her blood to surge; a sharp pain shot through her body, and her figure began to stagger unsteadily.

Seeing this, Mengchen hurriedly stepped forward and wrapped his arms around that soft waist again, saying indifferently: "See! I told you that you couldn't do it without me!"

"Can you have some shame."

Yuechan cursed out loud; if he hadn't made her so angry just now, agitating her injuries, how would it have come to this.

"Hey hey hey..., I say, where did this little bald guy come from, daring to openly flirt with our plaything." Not far away, one of the three men spoke up.

At this moment, upon discovering that Mengchen was only at the late stage of the Inscription Realm, he had no more concerns in his heart.

Hearing the word "plaything" caused Yuechan to instantly shift her focus, glaring at the three men with wide, angry eyes, saying: "You truly deserve to die!"

No sooner had Yuechan finished speaking than Mengchen's whisper reached her ears: "Exactly! They truly deserve to die! How could they be so disrespectful to a holy fairy."

Yuechan then looked back in an instant, still glaring as she said: "Hmph! You aren't a good person either! Let me go quickly."

Mengchen said with some grievance: "I say, Fairy, you are being a bit ungrateful, aren't you! I saved you, after all! Doesn't that prove I'm a good person?" "What kind of good person takes advantage of someone in a vulnerable state! Besides, who asked you to save me." Yuechan argued.

"You are the wife I bowed with in marriage, how could I not save you? Do you really want to be captured by these three lecherous thieves? If you are captured by them, do you know the consequences?"

"I..." At this, Yuechan became speechless. Indeed, if she were captured by these three, it would be better to just die.

A moment later, Yuechan's voice became a bit more gentle, but her expression remained cold, saying: "Don't call me wife randomly in the future, and also..., thank you for saving me. Now you should be able to let me go!"

After listening, Mengchen responded to each point:

"What do you mean by 'randomly'? Didn't you bow with me in marriage back then?!"

"As for thanks, spare them; there is no need for such courtesy between husband and wife."

"I still can't let you go now; without me, you really can't do it."

Hearing these words, black lines surged on Yuechan's forehead; this person was truly a rogue.

"Where did this little bald guy come from, actually flirting with our plaything right in front of us? Do you think we're air?" At this time, the three men spoke again.

However, their shouting received no response; they were ignored by Yuechan and Mengchen.

At this moment, Yuechan wanted to break free from Mengchen's restraint first. Just as she wanted to swing her palm again to forcibly distance herself, she heard Mengchen waving toward the high sky in the distance, saying: "Hey..., come over here!"

Soon, as his shout fell, Yuechan saw the familiar Tianhu Shaonü, Xiyao, and a man in strange clothing she had never seen before.

"Wahahaha! What beautiful little beauties, and two more have come! It seems us three brothers can have one each." Upon seeing the figures of Xiyao and the Tianhu Shaonü, the three men instantly revealed greedy expressions.

Upon hearing this, Xiyao's expression changed instantly. At this moment, even the Tianhu Shaonü had a trace of anger rise on her face, and she glanced over coldly.

Noticing the changes in Xiyao and the Tianhu Shaonü, Mengchen said indifferently: "Don't be angry! They aren't worth it; leave them to me."

Mengchen's words caused Xiyao's expression to instantly soften; her heart felt a wave of warmth, and she nodded affectionately.

Beside her, the Tianhu Shaonü also felt a trace of inexplicable favor in her heart at this moment, casting a smile that was very different from her usual ones.

Having said that, Mengchen entrusted Yuechan to Xiyao, saying: "Wife, wait a moment; watch me behead these three and avenge you."

The title "wife" did not sit well with Yuechan; she turned her head away in anger and did not respond with a single word.

"Sister Yuechan, your husband is calling you; why don't you respond? That's not very polite of you!" The Tianhu Shaonü said sarcastically upon seeing this.

"Witch! If you like responding, then you go and respond." Yuechan looked back upon hearing the voice and looked at the Tianhu Shaonü.

"Sister is wrong! That is your husband; if I respond, what would that be?" The Tianhu Shaonü smiled lightly.

Yuechan responded with a light laugh: "Heh..., I see you, this witch, posturing all day long; I imagine you're crazy for a man. Did you see those three below? I think they will surely quench your spring thirst."

The Tianhu Shaonü still smiled lightly, without anger: "What are you saying, Sister Yuechan? They must have already spent thousands of spring nights with you in their minds just now; how would it look if I were to cut in?"

Hearing the conversation between these two, Xiyao, who was supporting Yuechan, could not help but blush; these two were noble Saintesses of great sects, was this really the way they practiced sainthood?

Heizi remained calm and composed throughout; after taking human form, his demonic complexion looked very cold.

Mengchen was also startled to hear their conversation; they really dared to say anything! Although their words seemed harmonious, they were filled with a thick scent of gunpowder. Now that he had to leave for a moment, it was uncertain if the two would start fighting, so Mengchen patted Heizi on the shoulder and instructed him helplessly: "Heizi, help me watch them, don't let them fight."

"Fine!" Heizi replied, then glanced at Tianhu Shaonü, before immediately casting his gaze toward Yuechan.

Afterward, Mengchen stepped out with peace of mind, his vigorous aura spreading in an instant as he said coldly to those three: "Those who harm my wife, die!"

Hearing this, one of them mimicked him and said: "Hmph! Those who dare to molest our playthings, die!"

"I am truly baffled; how does a mere little bald guy at the Inscription Realm dare to speak to us like this?" another one said.

Finally, the third of them laughed repeatedly and said: "Haha! But come to think of it, we three brothers should thank you! You have delivered two more playthings to us."

(End of this chapter)