Mu Yan sneered: "My fiancé has lived for thousands of years now. My son is born with a body of immortal spirit. If he is not surprised, he can live for at least a few thousand years. My weapon spirit has existed tens of thousands of years ago. If I can't live longer, wouldn't it be useless?"

Qihuang: "..." Damn, what she said makes sense, but she couldn't refute it at all.

However, [Saint Benevolence Technique] can rob Ouyang Qing from the brink of life and death, but it cannot really heal his injuries.

Blood kept gushing out of Ouyang Qing's mouth.

Ling Yusheng shook his hands and wanted to feed the elixir into his mouth.

But Ouyang Qing held his wrist.

The blood-stained hand had obviously lost its strength, but it tightly closed it, as if trying hard to grasp the most important thing.

A broken voice overflowed from Ouyang Qing's mouth: "Xiaosheng, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I didn't protect you back then... Why... Why can't I protect the person I love most in my life..."

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

Ling Yusheng put the pill into his mouth and said tremblingly: "Stop talking! Ouyang Qing, you will never pay the rest of your life you owe me, so you'd better live a good life for me!"

Ouyang Qing's heart thumped, and his originally dim eyes became a little brighter.

He opened his mouth, "Xiao Sheng, I, do I still have...I still have a chance to stay by your side..."

Ouyang Qing hasn't finished speaking yet.

The dull Wei Mingzhu came to her senses.

She really loves Ouyang Qing.

Seeing Ouyang Qing who was seriously injured and dying, she rolled and rushed over.

"Brother! Brother! How are you? Don't scare me, okay?"

Suddenly, her harsh eyes glared at Ling Yusheng and screamed hysterically, "Ling Yusheng, it's all because of you, the bitch, broom star! You killed my brother!!"

"He was originally the young master of the Ouyang family, young and promising, and talented. He would have become the most outstanding monk in Chuanyun City and even Canglan World. But it was because you, a bitch, seduced him and made him bear the infamy of loving men, making him unable to stay in Chuanyun City!"

"Now you have killed him again!! Ling Yusheng, why are you shameless bitch dead?..."

Wei Mingzhu's voice came to an abrupt end.

She opened her mouth wide, making a crackling sound, her head stiffly and drooped woodenly, looking at her chest.

There, a long sword penetrated straight out.

On the tip of the sword, blood fell down drop by drop.

"Why?" Wei Mingzhu turned around little by little and looked at Ouyang Qing holding the sword, "Brother...Brother, why...you should treat me like this?"

Ouyang Qing's eyes were already dissipated, and his breath was almost unheard.

But his hand holding the sword was extremely calm and pierced Wei Mingzhu's chest steadily.

A low and hoarse voice spit out from his slightly opened and closed lips, "I... told you back then. Anyone who hurts Xiao Sheng, I will never... let go, let it go, and I won't forgive..."

The sword inserted into the chest was pulled out, and Ouyang Qing touched the wound in his body and sprayed a mouthful of blood again.
Chapter completed!