In an instant, Ouyang Yinzheng dragged Lin Xiaoge, who was standing beside Lin Weicheng, and the cane in his hand was against her throat.

Suddenly, there was silence between heaven and earth, and it seemed that only the sound of rain remained.

"Xiao Chen, believe it or not, I killed her!" Ouyang Yin Zheng shouted. He screamed as loudly as he could, but in fact his heart was very flustered, he had gone through so many ups and downs, he had never been so flustered, this feeling, like the feeling of facing heaven and earth, he was like a mayfly between heaven and earth.

Du Qingzhou frowned slightly, she understood that Ouyang Yinzheng was at the end of his rope, and no one could give up his current advantages for the sake of a woman.

The long knife in Lin Weicheng's hand was unsheathed, and the long knife in his hand was pointed directly at Ouyang Yinzheng: "Don't touch her!" His voice was unusually angry.

"What do you want?" Xiao Chen whispered, the golden yellow in his eyes gradually disappearing.

"Self-destruct!" Ouyang Yinzheng's voice was grim.

"Nothing!" cried out the clown, who had completely lost his composure.

A hint of gloom flashed through Shen Bifu's eyes, and he looked down at Xiao Chen.

Without a trace of hesitation, Xiao Chen raised his hand.

Blood splattered out suddenly, Xiao Chen only felt that it was pitch black in front of him, and the power that made him excited to look at the heavens and the earth seemed to disappear in an instant. Once again, he returned to the darkness.

Shen Bifu sighed in a low voice.

"Shen Bifu!" The clown grabbed Shen Bifu's collar, and he shouted, "You said that you would protect him!" His eyes were glistening with tears.

"He is not a king, and no king will sacrifice everything for a woman. Shen Bifu's face was expressionless, and he looked directly into the clown's eyes.

"No, he's white, he's white!" the clown hysterical, "he's white!" he had lost his peace for hundreds of years, and he cried out, as if he had gone back hundreds of years to see the man he had sworn allegiance to kill himself under the city, and there was nothing he could do.

"Have you thought about it?" Shen Bifu was expressionless.

"Save him, please, I'll give you whatever you want!" the clown shouted, and he knelt in front of Shen Bifu.

Xiao Chen knelt on the ground, blood flowing from the tips of his fingers.

Ouyang Yinzheng showed a faint smile, he stretched out his hand to let go of Lin Xiaoge, and said to Lin Weicheng, "Kill him." ”

Lin Weicheng froze, and the long knife in his hand was still pointed directly at Ouyang Yinzheng.

"Don't forget, how your father died. Ouyang Yinzheng said with a smile, "Your Lin family, how many combat-type abilities can you take? The Xiao family is the footsteps of your Lin family." ”

The knife in Lin Weicheng's hand gradually put down. He turned his head to look at Xiao Chen, he had put the bargaining chips for avenging his father on Xiao Chen, he hated Ouyang Yinzheng, he hated him, he wanted to kill him now. However, their Lin family's ability is not a combat-type ability, the reason why their family can be among the three major families is because of their family's resurrection technique, which can grow flesh and bones and bring the dead back to life, and their family's abilities are mostly medicine and divination, if they and Ouyang Yin Zheng are head-to-head, they are afraid that the Xiao family is their future.

Patience, if he continues to endure now, he will not be able to avenge his father, if he kills Ouyang Yinzheng, with the strength of the Ouyang clan, he will definitely take revenge on the Lin clan, he must not only think about himself, but also for his own family.

"The Acropolis. Du Qingzhou's voice sounded in his ears, and he felt something in his hand.

Killer Pill.

His eyes lit up.

He raised his knife.

The cold rain was falling, and he slowly raised his knife.

"Stop. An old voice came, and Xiao Chen only felt that someone was in front of him.

"Mr. Hitomimi. He shouted in a low voice.

"Ouyang Yinzheng, you killed the old man's two students, do you want to kill the third?" Mr. Hitomi's voice was old, but cold.

"Mr. Hitomi?" said Ouyang Yinzheng with a smile.

"Don't forget, who discovered your bloodline, who brought you back to your family!" exclaimed Mr. Hitomi.

"Are you threatening me?" the smile on Ouyang Yinzheng's face became even worse.

Lin Weicheng's gaze became more and more determined in an instant, he knew that if he couldn't kill Xiao Chen with his own hands now, once he angered Ouyang Yin Zheng, then he would have no chance.

The long knife stabbed into Hitomi's heart and passed through Mr. Hitomi's back.

"Lin Weicheng, you villain. Mr. Hitomizumi shouted.

Lin Weicheng threw out Mr. Hitomi Cheng's body, and the long knife in his hand pierced Xiao Chen's heart, nailing him firmly to the ground.

The rain was getting heavier.

"Do you see it? This is what happens to me Ouyang Yin Zheng as an enemy!" Ouyang Yin Zheng laughed. "Do you know how Xiao Chen's yin and yang pupils came about? It was inspired by the ghost's medicine, he is not a noble dragon at all, but a ghost!"

"The patriarch is wise!" Lin Weicheng knelt on one knee.

All the people knelt down and shouted, "Patriarch is wise!"

Lin Xiaoge stood in the rain, she lowered her eyes and saw Xiao Chen's corpse, she suddenly felt that something in her heart was shattered.

She looked up, stunned.

On the top of the mountain, there was a huge dragon, snow-white, his face was covered with white bones, his fingers were full of white bones, and his golden pupils were like a supreme emperor.

"Kill them!" the mountain suddenly rushed countless ghosts, they shouted, and the long swords in their hands waved.

Jiang Qianyue opened her domain, and the wind was like a long sword, stabbing into the chests of countless retainers. The waves behind Qin Lichuan were turbulent, and the water also turned into a sword, approaching the family.

"Withdraw!" Ouyang Yin Zheng shouted.

It was like a faint dream, distant and untouchable, as if through the thick mist, he could vaguely see the tall church, the solemn statue, the saint's expressionless face, as if he had lost his seven emotions and six desires.

"Hurry, hurry. The little boy's voice rang in his ears, and he turned to look at the gray-haired boy, whose hair was curly and whose eyes seemed to hide the cunning cat.

"Here we are. The little boy behind him caught up, the boy had black hair and black eyes, "Danqing, hurry up." ”

Behind the little boy was a very thin child, with a delicate face, like a girl. "Here we are. The boy known as Danqing reached out and took the hand of the boy in front of him, and the three of them climbed up to the forehead of the saint statue with their hands and feet.

"Look!" the curly-haired boy laughed, and they stood on the saint's forehead, leaning over to look at the whole cloudy sky. Those tall and low buildings, and the neat fertile fields in the south.

"If only it could always be like this. The boy with curly gray hair said.