Seeing Tu Zexin leaning over and gagging repeatedly and his expression turning green with anger, Leng Weidong raised his head and opened his mouth wide. Although he couldn't make any sound now, Tu Zexin still seemed to hear his wild laughter. The sound made my lungs explode.
"Seeking death!" An angry shout came from a distance, and a figure shot towards him like lightning.
Leng Weidong took another slap, and his body flew out, and then hit the ground hard, blood spurting out all over the sky.
Qin Dong frowned and looked up, only to see a middle-aged monk with a cold and ferocious expression.
"Wu Xiu?" Pang Qiu was obviously shocked when he saw this middle-aged monk. Qin Dong secretly wrote down the middle-aged monk's name. [
After being slapped by Wu Xiu, Leng Weidong breathed his last breath. Wu Xiu seemed still unwilling to give up, turned around and walked towards Leng Weidong again.
"Stop!" Seeing that Leng Weidong was about to die at Wu Xiu's hands, Tu Zexin opened his mouth and shouted.
"Master Imperial Master, for such an idiot and lunatic, why are you hesitating? Just kill him!" Wu Xiu turned around and said.
Tu Zexin snorted sullenly and said, "Wouldn't it be too easy for him to kill him like this? If he dares to humiliate me like this, I will make him unable to live or die!"
Qin Dong once heard Princess Anqin talk about Tu Zexin's viciousness and ruthlessness. When he met her today, he discovered that the real Tu Zexin was even worse than what Princess Anqin described.
Wu Xiu understood what Tu Zexin meant and laughed evilly a few times before taking advantage of the situation to kill Leng Weidong.
Leng Weidong's cultivation had already been crippled, and his injuries at this time could be said to be very serious. Tu Zexin raised his hand and used a palm wind to open Leng Weidong's mute point, and asked quietly, "Leng Weidong, you should regret everything you have done now, right?"
"I... I..." Leng Weidong became extremely weak, and it became difficult to even speak.
"How are you?" Tu Zexin stepped forward, eager to hear Leng Weidong's plea, which would satisfy him the most.
"I...I am your ancestor! Hahaha..." Tu Zexin's voice was very low, but there were all monks present, and everyone could hear it clearly.
Pang Qiu shook his head, saying nothing but sighing in his heart. Leng Weidong is truly a man.
After being teased and insulted again by a dying man, Tu Zexin was almost out of anger. The look on his face was so wonderful that he could hardly find the words to describe it.
"Okay! Okay! Leng Weidong, I think you have the guts!"
"Get out of my way!" When Tu Zexin was thinking about how to torture Leng Weidong, with an angry shout, Emperor An Xi and Princess An Qin led a dozen golden warriors and rushed in aggressively.
Seeing the dying Leng Weidong, Emperor An Xi and Princess An Qin felt great pain in their hearts. The dozen golden warriors were even more angry and all drew their swords.
After Emperor An Xi and Princess An Qin left An Leyuan, as soon as they returned to the palace, they met the anxious-looking Princess An Hui. After asking, they learned that Leng Weidong was missing.
After all, it was Princess An Qin who understood Leng Weidong's personality, and after contacting Leng Weidong's recent behavior, she guessed that Leng Weidong was here to settle a score with Tu Zexin. Without saying a word, the brother and sister immediately rushed to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion with these dozen golden warriors to ask for someone.
"Master Leng!" Seeing that Leng Weidong was almost out of breath, Princess Anqin's expression changed drastically, and she raised her legs and rushed towards Leng Weidong.