Rural Mad Doctor

Chapter 729 If you want revenge, call me daddy.

The group of monks in front of the main hall were shocked.

Many people took out magical artifacts, statues of deities, and weapons, and pointed them at the mother and child.

Glenn took the lead and was about to launch an attack on the red-haired beauty.

Archbishop Morgan clapped his hands: "Calm down, everyone step back!"

Then he stepped out from behind Glenn.

His face showed an expression of disbelief:

"My dear Emily, is it really you? How did you suddenly appear here?"

The mother and daughter who arrived were Emily and Sandy, the demon prince who had escaped death from Demon Island.

Although Emily is nearly a hundred years old, she is a witch who practices magic and cares a great deal about her appearance.

At this moment, she looks like a woman in her thirties.

She still retains her charm as she stands there.

In Morgan's eyes, she was even more womanly than Irene, who had just ascended the throne.

"Morgan, I have something to say to you alone!"

Emily tossed her long hair and didn't even glance at the hundreds of monks around her.

In her eyes, there was only Bishop Morgan.

Years have passed since we parted, and I never expected that my dream girl from back then would suddenly reappear.

However, seeing that Emily landed unsteadily, it was clear that she was injured.

Morgan turned around and called two nuns over to help Emily up, and then had Glenn help the injured devil Sandy.

They entered the main hall together.

Everyone else was waiting outside the door.

Without the bishop's permission, no one dared to step inside.

Morgan sat on the bishop's tall bronze chair.

Looking at Emily.

Waiting for her to speak.

Emily saw that Glenn and the others had all left.

Suddenly, tears streamed down her face. She lifted her skirt and knelt before Morgan:

"Morgan, I beg you, help me get revenge! Help Edward get revenge!"

Morgan reached out and pulled her up from the ground.

He held her soft fingers, pulled her closer, and let her lean against his lap:

"My dear Emily, don't be so sad. Tell me what's wrong!"

Emily then told Edward Bolton about her cultivation on Demon Island, only to be approached by Su Yi, the God of War of the Dragon Kingdom, along with Cao Erdan, the rising star of the royal family, and a little fairy pet.

The three of them wiped out thousands of cultivators on their own Demon Realm Island.

He simply omitted the part about how Cao Erdan had thoroughly tortured him underwater.

Morgan was alarmed.

Although Edward's death brought his dream girl to his side.

But he also knew that keeping Emily by his side meant he would have to make a huge sacrifice.

If Su Yi could destroy the Temple of Gods and Demons, then he has nothing to fear from the Sunset Empire.

Now that Emily is asking him to stand up for her, Su Yi, this formidable enemy, is not someone who can be easily dealt with.

He looked regretful.

“Edward died a terrible death. But… have you ever considered that he was the Queen’s maternal grandfather? You could plead with the Queen to avenge you!”

Emily shook her head and wept:

"When Edward and I left the royal family, I personally killed the current queen's grandmother. Why would she help me!"

Then he knelt down in front of Morgan:

“Morgan, if you can help me avenge Edward, I am willing... willing to serve you for the rest of my life!”

As he spoke, he lifted Morgan's black robe.

Morgan pressed down on her head, which was tilted forward.

He knew that if he kept Emily, he would be at odds with the entire Dragon Kingdom.

Although he had long planned to invade, he was unwilling to be used as cannon fodder by a woman.

"Wait, Emily, do you like me, or... do you just want to use me to avenge Edward?"

"By the Lord of the Sky, I truly love you, Morgan. However, I cannot bear to see the Temple of Gods and Demons, which Edward and I created together, destroyed."

As she spoke, she pulled Morgan's hand away...

Just as Morgan was about to enjoy the woman he had been longing for.

Suddenly, he saw a pair of malevolent eyes staring at him.

Those were the eyes of a wild beast.

It made him uneasy.

He couldn't help but pull Emily up again:

Who is this child?

Emily turned around and looked back.

The demon Sandy was crouching a few feet behind them.

It looked like it was about to pounce on Morgan and tear him apart at any moment.

Quickly call Sandy:

"Good boy, this is your Uncle Morgan, your father's good friend!"

Sandy shook his head:

"He's not my dad's friend! I heard him say that Morgan is the enemy who's trying to take my mom away from him!"

Emily quickly tried to stop her with her eyes.

But Morgan had already heard it.

He couldn't help but push Emily away.

Haha chuckled strangely: "How could I help someone who hates me to the core take revenge? Su Yi was able to destroy the Demon Realm Island's God and Demon Palace; he's definitely a formidable opponent. Why should I risk it!"

Emily crawled a few steps on her knees:

“My dear Morgan, the child is young and doesn’t understand. I already told him on the way here that after we get here, he must not mention his father again. I want him to become your disciple!”

Morgan thought back to when Edward took Emily away from him, looking like a victor.

My heart still aches faintly.

Look at the stunningly beautiful Emily, and then look at Edward's son, Sandy.

Suddenly, he laughed and said, "Okay, I'll help you, but you have to make this child call me Dad!"

"Yes, you can. You will be his father from now on!"

Emily quickly knelt down in front of Sandy and kept stroking his head with her hands:

"Sandy, from now on Uncle Morgan will be your father. Just call him and he'll avenge your father and kill those Chinese!"

Sandy still had an angry and resentful expression on her face.

He shook his head and said, "No, Dad said whoever tries to take his wife away is his greatest enemy! I can't call Dad's enemy Dad!"

Morgan's eyes flashed with a fierce light:

"If you don't scream, I'll kill you! I don't want to keep a powerful enemy from the Heavenly Realm who hates me by my side!"

"Pooh!"

Sandy spat at Morgan.

Morgan waved his hand.

A strong gust of wind blew the spittle away and then pressed it directly onto Sandy's head.

Morgan's large hand pressed down on him like the Grim Reaper from hell.

They pressed Sandy's head firmly to the ground.

Emily kept begging Morgan to forgive her.

She knew Morgan was her only hope for revenge.

Therefore, we cannot afford to offend them.

Morgan's hand kept pressing down, down, until Sandy's skull creaked.

"If you don't scream, I'll kill you!"

Sandy tried to struggle.

However, due to his severe injuries, he couldn't muster much strength.

Moreover, Morgan's power as a Celestial Realm expert is irresistible.

At this moment, Morgan exuded a murderous aura.

This airflow was almost visible to the naked eye, hovering and swirling around him.

So much so that Emily didn't dare to reach out and stop him.

Emily saw an irresistible power in Morgan's face.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

In Morgan's eyes, Emily seemed to see corpses strewn everywhere and rivers of blood flowing!

She knew that the current Bishop Morgan was no longer the young monk who had once pursued her so earnestly.

He was brimming with magic.

He is a bishop, a powerful and absolute ruler.

If Sandy continues to be confrontational with him, he might actually kill him.

Emily quickly knelt down and began to beg her son:

"Sandy, call him Dad, he'll be your dad from now on!"

"Crunch, crunch"

Sandy's skull is about to shatter.

"Dad...Dad..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Morgan laughed heartily.

He shouted at the sky, "Edward Burton! Did you hear that? Your son is calling me Dad! Hahaha! Emily is my woman now! Your son is my son now! You have nothing left!"

He released Sandy's head.

It all came back to Emily.

They pulled her up, threw her onto the long table, ripped off her red robe, and pounced on her.

Emily no longer feels the love she once had for Morgan.

Morgan's decision to take her in now is a form of morbid revenge!

Sandy looked at everything before him, feeling utterly helpless.

All I could do was lie under the wobbly table leg, grit my teeth, and scratch the floor!