I Only Marry Widows-Chapter 367 - 63: Old Servant, Welcomes the Birth of the Great Emperor!

"Elder Chu, now that your husband is dead, are you willing to be my woman?"

"Yi Wushuang, do you dare to go back on your word?" Qi Zhiyuan’s white hair rose to the sky, his tone calm and indifferent. In fact, he had long considered this possibility.

Only, for Chu Zhihe, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he was unwilling to give up.

"Elder Qi, please stay calm. After all, this woman once followed me, Yi Wushuang. If we let her go like this, won’t people laugh at Yi Wushuang for being impotent?"

Lu Chengfeng wore a lewd grin on his face, "Anyway, you’ve already cast a spell on this woman’s body. I can’t really take her body, so why not lend her to me to play with for a few days, and I’ll return her to you?"

As he spoke, he pulled hard on the chandelier, asking in a fierce tone: "Sweet darling, tell me, who is your husband now?"

"You, it’s you, you are my husband, my master." Chu Zhihe’s body cooperated with him obediently, even moving closer, pressing tightly against him.

Qi Zhiyuan slowly closed his eyes, murmuring to himself, "I should have known this would be the result; I shouldn’t have held any illusions."

"Junior Brother Zhang, it was my mistake."

"Junior Sister, it is Senior Brother’s incompetence, for not being able to save you."

"I will join you on this path, so you won’t be humiliated again."

As he spoke, the red wedding robe on his body ignited with a bloody red fire, which spread into the void, transforming into a red ribbon, merging into Chu Zhihe’s bridal gown.

Chu Zhihe’s originally exposed upper body began to be covered by the bridal gown once again.

Lu Chengfeng quietly watched this scene unfold without rushing to intervene. As Chu Zhihe called him again and again with tenderness, he could feel a golden Great Sun emerge in the sea of consciousness in his Spirit Platform. Within the Great Sun, there was the vision of a Long River and Sunset.

"A gift from a Celestial Human Strong Person materializes not as flames, but as a Great Sun, with various visions depending on the magic one has practiced."

"And the gifts from those widows will transform into Ming Yue."

Lu Chengfeng felt a fleeting thought in his heart. The more he understood his innate talent, the more terrifying it seemed. It had far surpassed the realm of the so-called Immortal Bone, more akin to—Divine Techniques.

Moreover, extremely frightening Great Divine Techniques. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

He did not dwell on it further. In any case, now that he had eliminated Zhang Zhijing and smoothly received Zhang Zhijing’s gift, this was a crucial step for him.

"Forget it, Elder Qi, why so agitated? Isn’t it just a woman? I’ll give her to you." Lu Chengfeng laughed mischievously and, with a wave of his sleeve, swept Chu Zhihe away.

He muttered to himself, "If this continues, this woman might just break free from the backlash of the bond of marriage. It might not end well."

Qi Zhiyuan’s face finally showed a look of excitement. He embraced Chu Zhihe in his arms, joyfully saying, "Junior Sister, Junior Sister, are you alright? How are you now?"

Chu Zhihe’s eyes were incredibly hollow, but a demonic red light trembled violently at her brow.

Pop!

With a crisp sound, Qi Zhiyuan was completely dumbfounded.

Chu Zhihe’s brow’s red light dissipated, and she slapped him hard across the face.

"You...you actually killed him?"

Chu Zhihe’s voice was filled with anguish and ferocity, and her face was moist with crystal tears.

"But, but I was trying to save you!" Before Qi Zhiyuan could finish speaking, Chu Zhihe slapped him hard again.

"Did I ask you to save me? How dare you kill him? Why did you kill him?" Chu Zhihe screamed hysterically, her face already wet with tears.

Qi Zhiyuan was completely stunned, his cheeks already swollen and red, staring blankly at the woman in front of him. "Didn’t you already sever all ties with him?"

"So what?" Chu Zhihe glared at him, her pupils even showing a look of hatred, "No matter what, he is still my only man, the father of my child. And what are you?"

"Why wasn’t it you who died?!"

The last sentence stabbed into Qi Zhiyuan’s heart like a knife, causing him to stagger backward, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face becoming incredibly pale.

"Good, good, good..." He laughed miserably, his gray-white hair in disorder, "Turns out the one who should have died was me."

He laughed heartily, but his eyes were devoid of any emotion, none deeper than a dead heart.

"Did you know, Zhang Zhijing just now wanted to kill you?"

Chu Zhihe gripped the sword hilt tightly, "Even if I were to die at his hands, I would do so willingly. What right do you have to kill him?"

Lu Chengfeng and Chong Shan stood together, watching the drama unfold with keen interest. This scene was just too ironic, too theatrical.

"This is what you call a simp, licking until there’s nothing left."

Lu Chengfeng never expected that after Chu Zhihe sobered up, the first thing she did was to settle scores with Qi Zhiyuan. It was laughably absurd.

"That Qi Zhiyuan kid is truly pitiful and pathetic." Chong Shan, next to Lu Chengfeng, couldn’t help but click his tongue in wonder.

"There must be something hateful about pitiful people too. For women, even if you simp for a lifetime, she won’t be moved. Qi Zhiyuan likes to be a simp, so having this outcome is not surprising." Lu Chengfeng said with a smile.