The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 4170

Chapter 4170

Morticia was quick-witted. She knew Darryl was trying to make her beg him when she saw him squinting. 'But I'm one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs and the number one Witch among the fiend race. How could I submit to him?'

She bit her lips and tried to activate the Power of the Fiend Soul to ward off the Abyss Chill Poison. However, the chill poison had already spread throughout her body and was out of control.

After a few moments, Morticia's lips turned white and her delicate face was full of pain. She had reached her limit. She attempted to suppress the pain, but it did not work. On contrary, the power of the chill poison became even more intense and had erupted. A cold wind constantly filled the air.

Seeing Morticia had refused to compromise and would never submit to him, Darryl was speechless and thought the Witch was too competitive.

Then, he grinned and said, "Fine. Let bygones be bygones. Fiend Martyr, stop trying to hold on. Quickly come under my protective shield."

Immediately, he activated the power of Bird Ancestor and waved his hand, forming a protective shield made of blazing flame. However, the protective shield was rather small and could only accommodate two people.

Seeing that, Morticia's delicate face turned red. 'Darryl is despicable. He made the protective shield so small on purpose. I'm completely naked and if I go over there, he might touch me. I bet he did it on purpose.'

"Make it bigger," Morticia said impatiently.

Darryl forced a smile. "Fiend Martyr, don't make this difficult for me. Your palm attack was too intense. This is good considering I could not make such a size."

Morticia stomped her feet. 'What a b*stard. He's looking for excuses. As if all of this is my fault.'

She was torn. She did not want to go over and be taken advantage of by Darryl. However, she did not have a choice as the chill poison in her body had gotten stronger. Her Power of the Fiend Soul had reached its limit and she would be frozen to death if she waited any longer.

After a few seconds of inner struggle, Morticia did not hesitate anymore. She pursed her lips and entered the protective shield of blazing flame created by Darryl.

As she entered the protective shield, Darryl smelled a fragrance and he was mesmerized. His eyes could not help but appraise Morticia up close.

It was undeniable that Morticia had a perfect body.

As the protective shield only covered a small area, Morticia was standing close to Darryl and from the outside, the situation would be easy to misunderstand. If other people from the fiend race saw them, they would be shocked. They would wonder how could the number one Witch be in Darryl's arm completely naked? If that story spread around, it would definitely cause an uproar in the entire fiend race.

At that moment, Morticia felt Darryl’s gaze all over her body. She turned red in the face as she bit her lips till it was almost bleeding. She was uncomfortable but she also did not dare move about.

Under such torment, Morticia said coldly, "Darryl, I'm warning you. Stop pulling tricks on me. Otherwise, I’ll kill you."

"Fiend Martyr, you are high and mighty. How could I pull any tricks on you? Plus, it's not like I lack women back in the Nine Mainland," Darryl replied.

"You..."