Joyful Motherhood in a Rural Family-Chapter 1064 - 1063: Kill!

Niuniu?

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Di Yelei’s massive body trembled slightly, his aura suddenly changed, and a thick murderous intent violently burst forth from him.

Lin Xiner was sitting opposite Di Yelei, and this sudden surge of killing intent stabbed towards her from head to toe.

She felt as though she had fallen into a quagmire, her whole body daring not to make the slightest movement, maintaining her original posture.

After a while, Di Yelei opposite her retracted his aura!

"Does the Princess think because I have no troops in my hands that you can continue to provocate my bottom line?"

He suddenly snorted coldly, "I have been indulgent with you because of Sisi. Let me tell you, whether it’s Sisi or Niuniu, if they suffer even the slightest harm, I only need to make a call, and I can immediately gather tens of thousands of elite soldiers and march north to extinguish your small Xixia country as easily as turning over my hand. Do you believe that?"

Lin Xiner felt the pressure on her body suddenly lessen, and she involuntarily collapsed onto the chair.

This Di Yelei was simply like a death god; she only now recalled that he had been known as the "Bloodthirsty Demon General of Hell Di" in the past! His constant tolerance towards her these days had made her forget that a starved camel is still larger than a horse!

No matter what, his status and his ability to call upon forces were there. Gathering tens of thousands of elite soldiers was indeed no difficult feat.

If he really decided to use those tens of thousands of soldiers to annihilate Xixia, while it might not be as easy as Di Yelei claimed, Great Xia would certainly take a hit, and that was for sure!

"Marquis Yongping, I never intended any provocation towards you!"

Lin Xiner’s words trembled as she spoke, her hands, gripping the armrests of her chair, turned white, and she roared with a feigned ferociousness, "Sisi is my daughter, Niuniu is my dear granddaughter, how could I harm them?"

"You had better remember what you are saying now, and let me not hear another word that displeases me, or else..."

Di Yelei laughed coldly several times, kicked the table beside him, sending the teacup and tray flying, crashing to the ground with a clatter, shattering into pieces, with fruit rolling all over the floor.

Outside the door, a series of rapid footsteps quickly approached the tent and swiftly flowed in, surrounding the two, with the gleaming spearheads pointed directly at Di Yelei in the center.

Di Yelei laughed coldly twice, looking at Lin Xiner opposite him, the corners of his mouth lifting in a bloodthirsty cold gleam.

Lin Xiner shuddered, instinctively sensing something wrong.

Before she could react, Di Yelei’s figure suddenly blurred, and Lin Xiner’s vision blurred instantly, followed by screams echoing through the tent!

"Stop! Stop, please stop!"

Lin Xiner was too slow to react, only managing to let out a few shrill screams, her heart aching inexplicably!

These were all her loyal followers!

The supports she relied on day by day, but now...

Di Yelei moved with the speed of one from the depths of hell, too fast for the eye to see clearly, like a wisp of smoke passing through; everyone just felt a blur before their eyes. The loyal followers who had rushed into the tent had no time to react, feeling a sudden pain in their throats, unable to utter another word.

They could only stupidly stare at the figure standing with his hands behind his back in the middle of the crowd.

Di Yelei seemed as if he hadn’t moved an inch, except for the long sword that now appeared in his hand, and his white clothing remained completely unchanged.

He smiled at Lin Xiner, showing off a mouthful of white teeth, shocking Lin Xiner so much that she flopped back onto her chair, completely unable to move.

He seemed oblivious to everything around him, leisurely drawing a handkerchief from his arms and meticulously wiping his soft sword clean before carelessly flinging the bloodstained cloth away!

It landed right at Lin Xiner’s feet, nearly causing her to jump in fright.

"I just warned you not to test the limits of my patience," he said icily. "Provoking me is not something you can withstand!"

As his words ended, a dark-red stream of fresh blood suddenly sprayed from the throats of his close confidants around the tent, their heads separating from their shoulders and rolling onto the ground, spinning round and round...

Like watermelons, the headless trunks thudded to the ground one after another, quickly falling in large numbers.

Aside from Di Yelei and Lin Xiner, who were still alive, there was no one else left breathing in the tent!

The thick, pungent smell of blood seemed like a devil, rushing straight at Lin Xiner’s nose wings. She had already been petrified by the scene before her!

Tales of Di Yelei’s exploits were widely circulated in Xixia Country!

Even her "uncle," who loved to take advantage of chaos, did not dare to attack. He once lamented, "If my Great Xia had such a valiant warrior, our land would have expanded twice its size by now! No, not twice, but threefold, fourfold, tenfold! What a pity..."

For this reason, she had placed her hopes of reclaiming the kingdom on him.

But she had never imagined that her so-called elite soldiers would be like playthings to him, with him taking the heads of hundreds as easily as picking something out of his pocket, chopping off heads like cutting straw, so bloody, so brutal...

"You, you..."

Lin Xiner was shaking badly, her lips pale and devoid of any hint of color. She wanted to say something but ended up unable to utter a word.

Di Yelei snorted coldly, seemingly accustomed to the scene of death, took a big step forward, closing in on Lin Xiner. She instinctively fell backward, hitting her head on the chair back, with nowhere left to retreat.

"What do you want to do?"

Her voice was so weak and feeble. She looked up with a delicate neck so similar to Si Si’s, and her face, which greatly resembled Si Si’s own, caused Di Yelei’s murderous intent to slightly diminish.

"What do you think I want to do, Princess?"

"I, I... I can’t..."

Her throat was so dry. Lin Xiner opened her mouth several times but couldn’t speak a word.

Di Yelei stepped even closer, leaning his body forward, his long arm resting on the chair back, his bloodthirsty smile growing even more pronounced.

"I advise you to hand over Si Si quickly! Si Si’s future is hers to choose. You have no right to dictate her life. Do you understand?"

Where could Lin Xiner find the words to respond?

Bang!—

A loud explosion sounded as Zhang Peng burst in from the outside, holding a big blade dripping with fresh blood. He looked up and caught sight of the scene before him, his eyes lighting up instantly!

"Oh! I didn’t mean to interrupt the both of you, really sorry about that. I’ll just step out, you two continue!"

He grinned at Di Yelei, his eyebrows raised in a teasing manner.

Having both mother and daughter serving one husband—how many men dream of such a thing?

Just thinking about it was delightful!