Mu Yan chuckled: “My fiancé has lived for a thousand years now, and my son's natural body of fairies can live for at least a few thousand years without accident. My organ spirits, even more, existed tens of thousands of years ago. Wouldn't I be a fool if I hadn't lived a little longer? ”

Qihuang: “...” Shit, she's so right, she can't even refute it.

However, [Saint Benevolence] can take Ouyang Qing back from the brink of life and death, but can't really heal his wounds.

Ouyang Qing's mouth kept spilling blood.

Ling Yuxuan shook his hand and tried to feed Dan medicine into his mouth.

But Ouyangqing held his wrist.

Blood-soaked hands have lost their strength, but they are dying to gather together, as if they were desperately trying to catch something of the utmost importance.

The broken voice spilled out of Ouyang Qing's mouth: “Xiaoyang, I'm sorry... I didn't protect you back then... why... why didn't I protect the person I loved most in my life...”

Tears mixed with blood, winding down from his face, with so much remorse, despair and pain.

Ling Yuxuan sent Dan medicine into his mouth, shivering: “Stop talking! Ouyangqing, you owe me for the rest of my life, so you better live!! ”

Ouyang Qing's heart jumped and his otherwise dim eyes lit up a few points.

He opened his mouth and said, "Xiaoxuan, do I still have a chance... to stay with you...”

Ouyang Qing's words are not finished yet.

Stagnant Wei Mingzhu returned to God.

She really loves Ouyang Qing.

Seeing Ouyang Qing critically injured and dying, she jumped over with a rolling ribbon.

“Brother! Don't scare me, okay? ”

Suddenly, her grim eyes stared at Ling Yuxuan, screaming hysterically, "Ling Yuxuan, it's all because of you bitch, sweep the stars! You killed my brother!! ”

“Originally a young master of the Ouyang family, he was young and brilliant and talented. He would have been the most brilliant monk ever to cross Yuncheng and even the Blue Realm. But just because you bitch seduced him, let him carry the name of a man who likes him, he can't even stay in Yuncheng! ”

“Now you're killing him again!! Ling Yushan, you shameless bitch, why didn't you die..."

Wei Mingzhu's voice stopped.

She opened her mouth wide and made a clicking sound in her mouth, her head stiff, the wooden floor drooping low, looking at her chest.

There, a sword came straight out.

On the tip of the sword, a drop of blood fell.

“Why?” Wei Mingzhu turned back a little bit and looked at Ouyangqing with the sword, “Brother... why... are you doing this to me? ”

Ouyang Qing's eyes have faded and his breath is weak.

But he held the sword, but his hand was steady and stably pierced Wei Mingzhu's chest.

A low dumb voice came out of his slightly open lips, “I... told you that. Anyone who... harms Xiaoxuan, I will never let go, let alone forgive...”

The sword inserted in his chest was pulled out, Ouyang Qing pulled the wound inside, spraying blood again.

“Ouyang Qing!!” Ling Yuxuan hugged him and rubbed his mouth with blood donation. He couldn't help yelling, "Ouyang Qing, don't die! ”