The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Half an hour later, the black men who were surrounded by Mrs. Ouyang reached out to sniff her nose, and returned coldly to report: "Ms. Ouyang is dead!"

On the ground not far away, the wife who was originally dignified and beautiful was lying on the ground.

There is no complete skin on her body, and there are blue and purple bite marks and scratches everywhere.

Her legs were twisted unnaturally, and her body was in a twisted posture. Obviously not only the meridians, but also the extra bones in her body were broken.

The eyes were open, the tears in the corners of the eyes had dried up, and the messy hair was half covered, covering the dead eyes.

The imprint of the dying moment was full of despair and hatred.

Ouyang Zhixiong stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his body trembling like a sieve.

He couldn’t hear anything and couldn’t feel anything. Only the sentence in his ear kept echoing—“Dead, Xiangyun, she died, his wife who has been with him for decades... died... "

"Kill...Kill...I killed you...I killed your group...beast..."

Ouyang Zhixiong suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the man in the red robe.

He knew that he was the mastermind of everything. He was the one who caught him and his wife. He said that he wanted to abuse Xiangyun to make him irritated.

It was this beast that killed Xiangyun and made her die so miserably!!

Ouyang Zhixiong's actions were beyond everyone's expectations, especially Baisha, who had already made preparations for him to make trouble for himself, who knew he had rushed to the red robe man.

The man in the red robe also showed some surprise, but then the surprise quickly turned into contempt.

At the moment Ouyang Zhixiong pounced, he gathered his left foot and kicked hard towards Ouyang Zhixiong's chest.

Who knows that Ouyang Zhixiong is completely dead, and he doesn't care about the kicked foot.

A pair of hands full of blood because of scratching the rock on the ground, grabbed towards the man's neck like the claws of Li Gui.

"Bang -" thought, Ouyang Zhixiong was kicked out without a doubt, overflowing with blood.

But unexpectedly, the man in the red robe was almost pinched to his neck. The mask on his face was shaken and dropped, revealing a cold face like axe.

Ouyang Zhixiong struggled to get up from the ground, and saw the face dimly, his eyes widened suddenly.

"Feng...Feng Yunjing—?!"

He let out a hoarse and hoarse roar, "It turns out to be you, it's the Feng family!!"

"Feng Yunjing, to do such a natural thing, aren't you a group of beasts afraid of being condemned?!"

Feng Yunjing sneered. With his hands behind his back, Ouyang Zhixiong swept coldly across the ground. His eyes looked like a pool of rotten meat that made him sick.

"The old guy has not condensed Wuxing Lingzhu after such a great stimulation. It seems that Wuxing Lingzhu is probably not on him."

Bai Sha nodded and said: "In this way, Ouyang's family can contact Ouyang Zhixiong every day, and they have the cultivation practice above the Jindan period, only Ouyang Haoxuan."

Feng Yunjing frowned: "Ouyang Haoxuan has not caught yet?"

Bai Sha's face was a bit ugly, and he said, "Ouyang Haoxuan is very cunning. He noticed that we were following him in Broken Soul Mountain and immediately hid in a ban on Broken Soul Mountain.