Fantasy: My Wife is the Empress, and Our Cute Kids Wreak Havoc in the Nine Provinces – Chapter 262

Chapter 262: Brat, You Took Something You Shouldn’t Have

Chu Xin and Chu Chen turned their heads in unison. They saw a short and stout man with a slight resemblance to Long YuFan in his brows, but his eyes held a sinister glint. He stood in the void with his hands behind his back.

“Provincial Governor!”

The nine guards quickly got up and saluted.

Wasteland Province Governor, Long YuTu?

Jin Hong lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly at the man.

Having served as the Provincial Governor of Cang Zhou for so many years, he naturally knew the relationship between Cang Zhou and the Wasteland Province. Once his identity was exposed, the Cang Zhou Provincial Governor might directly attack the Wasteland Province.

Long YuTu waved his hand, letting the injured guards retreat. He then glanced at Jin Hong without further attention, and began to carefully size up Chu Xin and Chu Chen.

“You are the two brats who caused a ruckus in Cang Zhou?”

He asked with interest.

“No!”

Chu Xin and Chu Chen shook their heads repeatedly, then held Jin Hong’s hands, one on each side. Chu Xin said with an innocent face, “We came to the Wasteland Province from Lei Zhou with our Uncle to play. We don’t know who the two brats causing trouble in Cang Zhou are that this Uncle is talking about.”

Chu Chen echoed, “We’ve never been to Cang Zhou.”

Jin Hong’s mouth twitched, speechless.

“He’s your Uncle?”

Only then did Long YuTu look at Jin Hong again. His eyes flashed, and he smiled, “I remember now. You seem to be the Provincial Governor of Cang Zhou. I’ve seen you a few times in Cang Zhou. What a coincidence. All the people Old Seven wants are here. It saves me the trouble of finding them one by one.”

Seeing that he had been recognized, Jin Hong sighed slightly and cupped his fists in salute, “Greetings, Provincial Governor. The Cang Zhou Provincial Governor is willing to collude with demons. Is the Wasteland Province Governor truly going to aid the evildoer?”

Long YuTu smiled faintly and said, “Is that so? That’s not the version I heard. I heard from Old Seven that you betrayed Cang Zhou and colluded with demons. Do you think I should believe you or Old Seven?”

Jin Hong was suddenly at a loss for words.

In terms of closeness, he, the former Provincial Governor of Cang Zhou, was naturally no match for the two Provincial Governors, who were, after all, blood brothers.

Long YuTu smiled slightly, turned to Chu Xin and Chu Chen, and said, “I heard from Old Seven that you took something you shouldn’t have?”

Chu Chen tugged at Chu Xin’s sleeve and asked doubtfully, “Sister, what is something we shouldn’t have taken?”

“I don’t know.”

Chu Xin tilted her little head, thought for a moment, shook her head, and said in a childish voice, “They tricked us, so we emptied their treasures. Daddy said this is called ‘give and take.’ Those are all things we should take. There doesn’t seem to be anything we shouldn’t have taken.”

Jin Hong was speechless. Is that how ‘give and take’ is used? Is this how their father usually teaches them? He didn’t believe it anyway.

Long YuTu was also stunned, surprised by the brat’s logic. After a while, he chuckled, “Indeed, brats. Never mind, I’ll just take it myself.”

With that, he raised his hand and pressed down towards the three. Endless Rule power surged, condensing into a giant Rule hand in the air, slowly descending.

At that moment, the entire void seemed to be imprisoned by this Rule hand, leaving no room to escape.

Jin Hong’s face turned pale. This was not the first time he had faced a Martial Emperor, but the one in front of him was even stronger than the Cang Zhou Provincial Governor, making him feel even more powerless.

This time, it was probably over.

He shouldn’t have come with these two little ones.

He hadn’t yet transmitted the intelligence from Cang Zhou back to the Middle Province. He hadn’t completed his mission. He couldn’t die.

“Go!”

Chu Xin shouted in her childish voice.

Go?

Under the attack of a Late Stage Martial Emperor, how could they go?

Jin Hong didn’t react because he knew very well that facing the attack of a Late Stage Martial Emperor, they had no chance of escaping.

“Uncle, what are you daydreaming about?”

Chu Chen pulled Jin Hong, and before he could react, they disappeared from the spot and appeared inside the God Coffin space.

“Where is this?”

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Jin Hong looked around in astonishment. The space was empty, well, not exactly. There was a palm-sized, sleeping little pig.

“This is inside my God Coffin.”

Chu Xin giggled, then calmly took out her phoenix mask and put it on. With a wave of her little white hand, the God Coffin pierced through the void and disappeared.

“A coffin?”

Long YuTu was taken aback, then snorted coldly. He raised his hand and grabbed. A giant Rule hand instantly traversed the void and grabbed the God Coffin, which was already thousands of miles away, holding it in place, unable to move.

Immediately afterward, his body flickered, and he appeared in front of the God Coffin in an instant, carefully examining it.

“This coffin is interesting. It can actually block Emperor’s Sense?”

Long YuTu muttered to himself, a strange light flashing in his eyes. He smiled and shouted, “Brats, come out. You can’t escape from me.”

“I’m not coming out. Come and bite me.”

Chu Xin’s voice came from inside the God Coffin, her tone full of smugness, making one’s teeth itch with annoyance.

“Humph!”

Long YuTu snorted coldly, raised his hand, and clenched his fist, sending a punch imbued with endless Rule power through the air.

With a loud bang, the fist formed from Rule power slammed into the God Coffin, creating a deafening sound. Golden Divine Marks flickered on the surface of the God Coffin, and the coffin itself trembled slightly, but that was all.

“Huh?”

Long YuTu let out a surprised sound, a hint of astonishment on his face. Although he hadn’t used his full strength in that punch, he was a Late Stage Martial Emperor. Even an Initial Stage Martial Emperor wouldn’t dare to take that punch head-on. Yet, this coffin had withstood it without any damage?

“I’d like to see how long your coffin can last.”

He then snorted coldly and threw another punch, this time ten times stronger than the previous one.

Another loud bang, and the Divine Marks on the God Coffin flickered even more intensely. The coffin trembled even more violently, but it still held.

“This coffin has such strong defense.”

Long YuTu was truly shocked this time. He had used his full strength in that punch, yet he still couldn’t break the coffin.

“Again!”

He was getting stubborn now, determined to smash the coffin.

A set of fist gauntlets appeared on his hands, flashing with an extremely dense Rule power. It was his Emperor Weapon, a Peak Emperor Weapon, the Pagoda Fist Gauntlets.

He cultivated the corresponding Pagoda Fist, a technique of great power.

He had once killed an Initial Stage Martial Emperor with a single punch, making him famous in one battle and earning him the title of Pagoda Great Emperor.

“Break for me!”

He roared, throwing a series of punches. Two consecutive loud bangs rang out, and the God Coffin was sent flying hundreds of miles. The Divine Marks on it almost completely dimmed, but the coffin remained unbroken.

“This Big Bad Villain is really powerful.”

Inside the God Coffin, feeling the terrifying recoil, Chu Xin rubbed her numb hands and said through gritted teeth.

“He seems much stronger than Lei Zhan and the others.”

Chu Chen nodded in agreement.

Powerful?

That was a Late Stage Martial Emperor, and he was using an Emperor Weapon, attacking with his full strength. The destructive power was terrifying.

Jin Hong looked at the projected image in front of him, muttering to himself in shock. At the same time, he was incredibly astonished. What exactly was this coffin? It could actually withstand the full force of a Late Stage Martial Emperor. It was simply unbelievable.

Could it be that this coffin was a Divine Artifact?

Thinking of this, Jin Hong’s pupils shrank, his face filled with shock.