My Demon Husband Is a Snake

Upon seeing us, the young man immediately pinched out the cigarette he was holding and stuffed the butt into his pocket, "Snake Lord, Lady of the Snake Lord~ Senior Yun, who... who is she?"

Beichen had not seen Shenshen before and looked completely bewildered at first glance.

Soon after, he recognized her, "Oh, the Ginseng Spirit has grown up."

Since he had answered his own question and identified Xiao Shenshen, there was no need for me to introduce her.

Beichen took the initiative to take Yun Hao from Yu Longting's back, "Let me do it, Snake Lord."

"Beichen, your... what's with the dark circles?" I noticed at first glance the obvious bruise under Beichen's left eye, "Did you get into a fight?"

Beichen, with his utterly enervated Yun Hao, stuffed him into the back seat, "No."

"Wife, your IQ has gone offline again. With Beichen's combat power, either the opponent would have killed him, or he would have killed his opponent. There could be no sign of fighting. It's obviously a beating from your father-in-law." Yu Longting helped me sit in the comfortable maternity designated front seat and bent down to secure my seatbelt.

I swallowed hard, "My father-in-law... beat you up...? Xiao Li's dad did it?"

"Getting their daughter pregnant, and then she miscarried, it would be strange if he wasn't beaten." Yu Longting fastened the seatbelt and gently embraced me, almost sticking to my body.

I had gotten used to Yu Longting being occasionally clingy. With no strangers around, I shamelessly let him be, stroking the soft hair at the back of his head, "Would Beichen, being the honest man he is, take all the blame on himself and infuriate Xiao Li's parents?"

Next to me, Beichen's gloomy despair almost filled the entire car, "It's all my fault indeed."

"You fool, if you don't say a word, how would I know? Her parents must certainly disapprove of Xiao Li being with you, and not only that, they must have forbidden you two from seeing each other again," Yu Longting sneered coldly.

Beichen stiffened, his face turning pale as he glanced at us, "Xiao Li's parents kept her at their hometown, they won't let me see her, nor will they let her come to Spring Wind Town."

Immediately after, Beichen mercilessly grabbed Shenshen, who was trying to sit next to me, and stuffed her into the front passenger seat.

Shenshen was not only afraid of Yu Longting but also of Beichen.

She shrank like a quail against the car door, too scared to move.

Beichen silently drove off, and it seemed his visit back home with Xiao Li during the Spring Festival had not gone smoothly.

Given the importance of various matters, I planned to ask Xiao Li about her situation via WeChat when I found the time.

On the road, Yu Longting took Yun Hao's pulse; Yun Hao had been drained of his demonic power, leading to the resurgence of his old injuries.

His body was like a line of dominoes: the collapse of one leading to the collapse of all.

As time progressed, Yun Hao would first completely revert to his true body, and ultimately his spiritual power would be entirely depleted, causing his body to collapse as well.

Yu Longting and I discussed and agreed that finding Yun Hao's corpse would be ideal.

If we couldn't find it, Yu Longting would have to give him a bit of his power.

After all, Yun Hao's corpse would share the same origin as him, undoubtedly making it absorb better than power transferred from another.

Power transferred from others would suffer from the dissimilarity of origins, losing at least seventy percent.

It could only marginally prevent Yun Hao's condition from worsening, not cure his injuries.

A Black Snake slithered out from Yu Longting's sleeve and flew out the window, summoning other members of the Snake Tribe to search for Yun Hao's corpse.

A sudden harsh screech of brakes, the car seemed to have hit something and abruptly stopped.

Yu Longting, not understanding the situation, blurted out, "What the hell? Can't you drive?"

"Yu Longting, someone is trying to hijack the car." I glanced and it was someone in Hanfu with a jade belt who had halted the car with a foot.

The man was extremely tall, his raised foot on the hood denting the steel.

He was indeed too tall, his face unclear, but his attire seemed familiar when I then heard a shrill, effeminate male voice, "I planted this tree, I opened this road! You are all my food, destined to surrender your lives."