Ouyang Xiangdong wanted it, but now? Will he want it too?

If Ouyang Xiangdong wants to move Ling Yusheng, will Ouyang Qing allow it?

By then, the father and son will become enemies and they will be able to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Sure enough, when Ouyang Xiangdong heard her words, he reacted as expected.

Wei Caizhu suppressed the excitement in her heart and stood up and said, "Master, now that little bitch Ling Yusheng is going to the Ling family with Ouyang Qing. I will arrange people to catch them in a jar."

As she said that, she turned around and wanted to leave.

However, as soon as I walked to the door, I suddenly felt a hand placing on her head.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Caizhu was frightened to find that the spiritual power and vitality in her body were rushing towards her head frantically, and then all of them were absorbed by the big hand she was pushing.

"Ah...ah...Master! Mayor!" Wei Caizhu widened her eyes in horror and turned her head to look.

At this time, the light outside the room shone in, and finally shone the shadows in the darkness.

I saw the man who was so close that he showed a strange smile at her.

The expression on Wei Caizhu's face became more and more horrified, "You...you are not the master, you...who are you!"

"Hehehehe, you don't need to know who I am!" The man stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked it gently, "I have been here enough to stay in Chuanyun City and Ouyang Family, these two ghost places, and I am tired of it!"

"When I swallow the most delicious prey, and the magical power is perfect, you can all die! Hahahaha..."

Wei Caizhu widened her eyes, her face full of regret and despair.

What kind of demon is she asking for help like?

But now, it's too late to regret.

At the door at the junction of light and darkness, Wei Caizhu's body slowly fell down.

But what's terrifying is that the one who fell to the ground was not a complete corpse, but only a skin sac.

The flesh and bones all disappeared without a trace.

===

"This...this is my home?"

Looking at the dilapidated house in front of him, Ling Yusheng looked at Ouyang Qing in disbelief.

A few years ago, when Ling Yusheng left Chuanyun City, the Ling family still lived in the most prosperous location in the city. Although the houses were far less luxurious than the Ouyang family, they also had Huating Art Academy.

But the house in front of me is not only in the most remote corner of Chuanyun City, but there are only two in total. The exterior walls of the house are peeling off everywhere, and there are still many traces of repair on the roof.

In the Cultivation Continent, even a mortal will not live in such a down-and-out place, let alone Ling's father is still a cultivator at the peak of fasting.

Ouyang Qing sighed and said, "Since you left, your uncle and aunt have completely broken off relations with the Ouyang family. No matter how I stop them, they must move to this place to live. Whether those things in the Ling family were given to you by me or those given to your father by my father, they did not take any of them related to the Ouyang family."

In addition, Wei Caizhu suppressed from time to time, so the Ling family lived a day worse than the other day.

Ling Yusheng pressed his hand against the dilapidated door of the dusty house, not knowing what he was feeling.

He still recalled what his parents scolded him back then.

But at this moment, I couldn't stop regretting seeing this dilapidated house.

Over the years, why haven’t he thought about coming back to see if his father, mother and brother have lived well?

As soon as I pressed my hand on the door, I heard the wooden door creaking and was pushed open.
Chapter completed!