My Ares Son-in-Law

Jiang Yixiu couldn't understand why the once loyal and reliable Chen Ling had become what she is now. Her heart was filled with confusion and sadness, as if the whole world was collapsing at this moment.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something, but found that she could not make any sound. Chen Ling in front of her was so unfamiliar that she felt scared.

"Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?" There was twisted pleasure in Chen Ling's voice, as if the emotions that had been suppressed for many years had finally found an outlet.

There was a mad light flashing in her eyes, and the smile on her lips became more ferocious. "As long as I offer you to my ancestor, I can gain eternal life!" Her voice echoed in the empty chemical plant with a creepy excitement.

Jiang Yixiu closed her eyes in despair, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was trying hard to suppress the fear and sadness in her heart.

Her face was as pale as paper, her lips were tightly pursed into a line, and she looked fragile and helpless. Her mind was in a mess, and the only clear thing was Chen Ling's voice full of resentment and madness, like a sharp knife, piercing her heart over and over again.

At this moment, she heard a dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind her, as if something fell from a great height. Her body trembled slightly, and she subconsciously opened her eyes and looked back.

Xiao Chen, who had been unconscious, suddenly stood up. His movements were quick and decisive, without any hesitation, as if his coma was just an illusion. His figure looked particularly tall and straight in the dim light, like an unshakable mountain.

"You!" Chen Ling turned around abruptly, her expression frozen instantly, shock and disbelief intertwined in her eyes. Her pupils shrank slightly, as if she had seen something incredible, "How could you..." There was a tremor in her voice, obviously she had not expected this scene.

Xiao Chen patted the dust off his clothes, his movements were calm and elegant, as if everything that happened just now had nothing to do with him. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. How could he look unconscious? He glanced at Chen Ling with a condescending sense of oppression, as if he was looking at a jumping clown.

"Ms. Chen, your drug doesn't seem to be working." His voice was low and cold, with a hint of sarcasm. Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Chen Ling's heart hard.

Chen Ling subconsciously took a step back, and her high heels made a light "click" sound on the ground. Her face turned pale, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but was quickly covered up by pretending to be calm.

There was a hint of tentativeness and vigilance in her voice: "You actually pretended to be poisoned, what exactly do you want to do?" She stared at Xiao Chen, trying to get some clues from his expression, but Xiao Chen's face showed only indifference and calmness, as if everything was under his control.

"What do you want to do?" Xiao Chen smiled, with a hint of amusement and disdain in his smile, as if everything was under his control.

His gaze passed over Chen Ling and fell on the vaguely visible dark corner deep in the chemical plant. His tone was understated but meaningful: "Of course I'm here for this old guy from the Prison Clan. Thank you very much for leading the way for me." His voice was low and calm, but it made Chen Ling feel a bit chilly.

Chen Ling was a little flustered for a moment, her pupils shrank slightly, and her fingers unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes. But soon, she forced herself to calm down and put on that sarcastic smile on her face again.

There was a hint of contempt and provocation in her voice, as if to encourage herself: "Even if you are not infected, what can you do as a small doctor in the pharmaceutical factory clinic?" Her tone was full of disdain, trying to use words to cover up her inner uneasiness. Xiao Chen did not answer, but just raised his eyebrows slightly, with a faint smile still hanging on the corners of his mouth. He slowly unbuttoned the buttons near his neck, his movements were elegant and calm, as if he was doing an insignificant daily arrangement.

His fingers were long and powerful, and every movement seemed very calm, but it made Chen Ling feel an inexplicable palpitation. Her eyes unconsciously fell on Xiao Chen's hands, as if those hands could turn into deadly weapons at any time.

"You know what?" Xiao Chen suddenly smiled, with a hint of meaningful sarcasm in his smile. His eyes became sharp and deep, as if he could see through all disguises and lies.

His voice was low and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty: "In this world, no one can be underestimated." There was a warning in his tone, as if reminding Chen Ling how ridiculous her contempt was.

Before he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared from the spot, as if he had never existed. Only a faint afterimage and a palpitating sense of oppression remained in the air.

Chen Ling's pupils suddenly dilated, and the expression on her face froze instantly, as if she had seen something incredible. She subconsciously took a step back, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an unprecedented sense of fear surged into her heart.

Chen Ling felt a flash before her eyes, as if an invisible wind swept past her sight. The next second, a huge force had hit her abdomen, and the force surged like a landslide, leaving her no time to react.

Her body flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off, and hit the rusty pipe hard. The metal pipe made a dull roar, rust chips flew everywhere, and a pungent smell of rust filled the air.

"Ahem." Chen Ling struggled to get up, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, her face as pale as paper. Her eyes were full of disbelief, as if everything she had just experienced was just a nightmare.

Her fingers trembled slightly, and she held on to the wall to barely stand firm, her voice trembling and fearful: "Who are you?" She stared at Xiao Chen, trying to find a hint of answer from his expression, but there was only indifference and indifference on Xiao Chen's face.

Xiao Chen did not answer, nor did he even look at Chen Ling again. He slowly turned around and looked towards the altar.

There, a withered figure was slowly standing up, like a demon awakening from a deep sleep. The figure was hunched and thin, with wrinkles on his skin like dry bark, and his eyes were sunken, but flashing with scarlet light, as if he could devour all life.

"Interesting." The old demon's voice was hoarse and harsh, like the sound of sandpaper rubbing against metal, which was chilling.

There was a sense of greed and excitement in his voice. "I didn't expect to encounter such prey." As his voice fell, a terrifying aura instantly enveloped the entire chemical plant. The aura was like a substance that oppressed the air, making people feel suffocated.

Jiang Yixue felt that it was difficult to breathe, as if a heavy burden was pressing on her chest. (End of this chapter)