Luo Xi stared at all this happening, and still couldn't believe it.

This ruthless Phantom Cloud Demon Lord turned out to be this weak man with a thin back?

Seeing this, Jing Mohao's eyes flashed with a hint of affirmation, this Phantom Cloud Brake was indeed Ouyang Weiyun's work.

When it was too late, Jing Mohao's arm stretched out in an instant, and a white blade flew out, instantly cutting through the white veil hanging on the pear blossom wooden bed ten meters away, and a face was suddenly exposed to the air.

"Shhhh

Luo Xi clearly saw the person on the bed clearly, and couldn't help but gasp.

Isn't this the Ouyang she hasn't seen in a long time?

At that time, she wondered why she couldn't see him all of a sudden...

And the people in the entire dark base were secretive about his whereabouts, and she thought that he was arranged by Jing Mohao to do a special mission in a mysterious place...

I didn't think he was here, looking like he was unconscious...

When Jing Mohao shouted the Phantom Cloud Demon Lord just now, it seemed that he was also called Ouyang or something...

Who is this Ouyang Weiyun, why does Jing Mohao know his name, and can guess his true identity through the disguise of the Phantom Cloud Demon Lord...

What the hell is going on...

Can anyone explain to her, this victim...

Luo Xi was confused, but saw Ouyang Weiyun slowly turn around, revealing a dragon head crutch used for support in front of him.

His left leg, visibly unable to exert force, limped out of the aperture step by step, exposing his kind face to the light.

It's just that the complex emotions that are difficult to erase in his sight expose the perverseness and violence of his temperament, which is completely different from the smiling tiger who specializes in business and trade.

I saw him smile coldly, and there was a hint of refreshment in his tone, "Originally, I was worried about how to lure you over, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door yourself." ”

Jing Mohao's face was gloomy, and his eyes were as cold as icebergs in the Arctic.

"There's no need to talk nonsense, you did everything possible to let me in, just to let me know the relationship between you and Ouyang, say it, I'll listen."

Ouyang Weiyun's gaze swept coldly over the two, with a hint of anger, and said, "His name is not Ouyang, Ouyang is just our surname." ”

Suddenly turned around and looked at the person on the bed, a sadness spread from his eyes, "Xiaofeng, do you hear, you are willing to be a cow and a horse for him, and you don't hesitate to give up your family, but he doesn't even know your real name, what's the use of you doing more for him?" ”

"So... What's his name? ”

Luo Xi was baffled by his sudden compassion, and hesitated to ask questions, giving full play to the curiosity that originated from the nature of a woman.

Ouyang Weiyun Huo Ran turned his head and looked at Luo Xi viciously, with countless poisonous hatreds in his eyes, "You'd better remember for me, his name is Ouyang Weifeng, Ou, Yang, Wei, Feng." ”

Luo Xi was frightened by his suddenly fierce eyes, but he bounced back in an instant, but was stabilized by Jing Mohao, and said with a surging attitude, "My lady only needs to remember my name, there is no reason to remember the name of a subordinate." ”

Luo Xi glanced at the man deeply, and also shouted with a stiff neck, "And he hurt me before, why should I remember his name." ”

"For you owe him a life." Ouyang Weiyun gritted his teeth and yelled at Luo Xi, as if he could tear Luo Xi to pieces.