How could he leave Ouyang's house from now on, ignore his life and death, and allow himself to be persecuted to such an extent by Wei Yongjin and Ouyang Mingzhu
The bitterness and pain in Ling Yusheng's eyes slowly turned into a murderous intent.
The magic needle in his hand was raised again.
So what if Ouyang Qing wants to protect Ouyang Mingzhu
He never forgot what Ouyang Mingzhu did to him back then, and he must get it back!
When Ouyang Qing saw Ling Yusheng's actions, her heart ached even more.
He quickly opened his mouth to explain, "Xiao Sheng, I..."
Before he finished speaking, his face changed suddenly, and he rushed towards Ling Yusheng without thinking.
Ling Yusheng never expected that when he wanted to kill Ouyang Mingzhu, Ouyang Qing would directly attack him, and the hatred, pain, and despair surged up again in his heart.
However, before the hatred in his heart fully fermented.
Ouyang Qing hugged him tightly and turned around.
boom! A loud noise came from behind the two of them.
Ling Yusheng felt his internal organs vibrating, and then another gust of warm liquid sprayed into his neck.
With a pungent bloody smell, it slowly flowed on his skin.
Ling Yusheng was stunned, every inch of his body stiffened.
The pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, but the blood in his body became cold little by little.
He opened his mouth, and it took him a while to make a hoarse voice, "Ouyang... Qing..."
Ouyang Qing's arms that hugged him slowly dropped down.
The tall body seemed to have finally exhausted all its strength, and slowly, slowly fell down.
Behind him was Wei Tiangang, who was covered in blood and had a big hole in his dantian. He fell straight and swallowed his last mouthful.
Until the moment of his death, there was still a ferocious smile on his face.
Wei Tiangang saw that the Wei family was destroyed, and he could not escape the bad luck. He was not angry that the Wei family was destroyed in the hands of Ling Yusheng, the servant's son, so he chose to blew himself up.
Muyan and the others thought that the members of the Wei family had already been beaten by Ling Yusheng so that they could not fight back.
Therefore, everyone's attention was focused on Wei Yongjin and Wei Mingzhu.
So much so that no one noticed Wei Tiangang's change.
Only Ouyang Qing.
His attention, his gaze, and his whole heart never moved away from Ling Yusheng for a moment.
So, when Wei Tiangang blew himself up.
He almost didn't even think about it, he rushed over and blocked the attack for Ling Yusheng.
Ling Yusheng suddenly squatted down and hugged Ouyang Qing's sliding body.
He wanted to help him up, but found that his hands were shaking violently.
"Little... little junior sister!!" Ling Yusheng screamed.
Even he himself didn't realize how much fear there was in his voice.
Muyan stepped forward quickly, and took Ouyang Qing's pulse, but her heart sank.
Ouyang Qing's injury was obviously serious, and she was already at the moment of life and death.
She didn't say much, and quickly moved the strings of the Tianmoqin.
[Holy One's Benevolence Art] was displayed without hesitation.
In the space, Qihuang said with a sullen face: "Jun Muyan, you idiot, you are wasting your own lifespan for others."
Muyan: "My future cultivation will definitely reach the peak of a cultivator, and my lifespan will naturally be more than a thousand years, so what are you afraid of if it wears off a little?"
Qihuang said angrily: "You are really shameless when you boast. Who said that your lifespan must be more than a thousand years?"