Hearing the sound, Ouyang Qian gave a coquettish smile: "Master Ye... Today, Qian'er came here just to have a heart-to-heart talk with Mr. Ye."
"Oh?" Ye Qingtang pretended to be confused, pretending to be confused, and said calmly: "Since that's the case, I don't know what Miss Qian wants to talk to Ye."
"Of course it's Mr. Ye's magic stone..."
At that moment, Ouyang Qian slowly sat in front of Ye Qingtang, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly, she put her ear to Ye Qingtang, and gently hooked Ye Qingtang with her hands: "Didn't Mr. Ye say a few days ago that you should use Qianer's The body... to exchange for that phantom stone..."
"That's right, that's exactly what I mean." Ye Qingtang smiled.
"Then... I don't know Mr. Ye, what are you waiting for..." Ouyang Qian's palms were lightly placed on Ye Qingtang's back, her words were very seductive, and she looked as shy as to be picked by others.
"Miss Qian... Do you really not regret it?" Ye Qingtang had deep meaning.
"Of course I don't regret it." Ouyang Qian smiled arrogantly, but there was a cold light in her eyes, and she already had the heart to kill Ye Qingtang.
Before Ye Qingtang could continue to speak, Ouyang Qian grabbed Ye Qingtang's body tightly: "It's just... there is a saying, Mr. Ye should have heard... it's called, die under the peony flower..."
After saying that, Ouyang Qian's eyes flickered coldly, and a black air emerged from her palm, trying to shatter Ye Qingtang's internal organs.
"What are you... doing?!" Ye Qingtang turned pale.
"Young master Ye... If you want to blame it, you can only blame you for not being polite. If you had obediently handed over the phantom stone to me before, you would have survived. Huan... It's just a pity for your good skin." Ouyang Qian sneered.
"Shua!"
As soon as Ouyang Qian's voice fell, a flame ignited from Ye Qingtang's body. Looking carefully, there was a seal affixed to Ye Qingtang's back!
"ah!"
As the talisman burned, an astonishing air pressure shocked Ouyang Qian until she vomited blood.
"Fuzhong Formation...you!" Ouyang Qian's complexion was pale, and she stared at Ye Qingtang in disbelief.
At this moment, the shock on Ye Qingtang's face had completely dissipated, replaced by a cold smile: "You want to ask, why did I prepare early? That's because I know you better."
"You... know me?!" Ouyang Qian couldn't believe it.
"Die under the peony flower... I admit this sentence, but it's a pity that you, Ouyang Qian, are not that peony flower." Ye Qingtang laughed.
Based on Ye Qingtang's understanding of Ouyang Qian, she will definitely take some action in the next few days. Therefore, Ye Qingtang has already taken out a "protective array" from the space ring and put it close to her body.
"You... what do you want!" Ouyang Qian gritted her teeth.
She never expected that this person had been on guard against her for a long time, with the talisman formation on his body, he caught his way for a while...
"I only want your body." Ye Qingtang smiled.
"Oh..." Hearing Ye Qingtang's words, the corners of Ouyang Qian's mouth raised slightly: "So, that's how..."
"Come in!"
Ye Qingtang ignored Ouyang Qian and said.
Immediately, Elder Xueyue walked into it with a puzzled face: "Saint, what is the gift you said you gave me..."
"Saint?!"
Hearing Elder Xueyue's words, Ouyang Qian was surprised, and stared at Ye Qingtang in disbelief: "Are you a woman?!"
However, Ye Qingtang did not explain, looking at Elder Xueyue, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"She is my gift to you."