As soon as Ouyang Jing finished speaking, a figure suddenly jumped out of the shadow in the corner of the wall, and without saying a word, he looked at his chest with a palm.

Ouyang Jing was in a state of great excitement and was not prepared enough. The figure came very suddenly. Before he appeared, there was no sign, no movement or breath, and even the shadow in the corner of the wall was not enough to hide the next person.

But the figure jumped out like this, from the shadow that could not even hide a four or five-year-old child, it jumped out like a ghost, and then flashed in front of Ouyang Jing like a teleportation, and slapped his hand!

Caught off guard, Ouyang Jing had no response and was hit directly by that palm. The two layers of ancient god's golden body and five-color scales, which were rooted in blood, spontaneous stress protection, but because it was too sudden, it was unable to support it with all its strength and was easily broken by that palm!

boom!

The palm with a gilded luster hit Ouyang Jing hard in the chest.

As the explosion sounded, Ouyang Jing blew blood and flew backwards, knocking out a "big"-shaped hole in the wall behind him, and then continued to throw it out.

It was not until this time that he could see the figure clearly.

It is the monk's robe that is as beautiful as snow and the solemn appearance of treasure!

"Why?" Ouyang Jing vomited blood while throwing away the flight while asking a difficult question.

"You know too much!" Shi Zhixuan said coldly.

After saying that, his figure flashed, turned back into the small shadow, instantly merged into it, disappearing without a trace.

It was not until this time that Ouyang Jing, who was thrown away twenty feet away, landed heavily.

After landing, he bounced and rolled on the ground like a stone drifting. He kept rolling and falling thirty feet away, hitting a cliff, smashing the lower part of the cliff into pieces. He stopped just now and was buried under the gravel that was smashed down.

Shi Qingxuan was stunned.

The incident happened so suddenly that Ouyang Jing was knocked away in a flash. In another blink of an eye, others disappeared. Shi Zhixuan, who knocked him away, also disappeared without a trace.

Shi Qingxuan was at a loss for a while, then suddenly woke up, let out a light cry, ran out of the house, and flew towards the cliff that was smashed by Ouyang Jing.

"Brother Ouyang, Brother Ouyang!"

Her pretty face turned red, and she rushed to the cliff, shouting loudly while constantly pulling stones.

Her bare hands were white and tender, like a lady from aristocratic families who were not touched by her fingers, but her hands were extremely powerful. With a light slash, even if she was grinding, she would fly away. Soon, she would spread the pile of gravels that were more than ten feet high.

At this moment, a sudden sound of sound was heard, and a bloody hand suddenly poked out from the gravel in front of her, with five fingers facing the sky, making a grasping shape.

Shi Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and she called out Brother Ouyang again, jumped to the bloody hand, waved her hands and pulled open the stones around the bloody hand.

As soon as I took it a few strokes, the hand suddenly froze, shook, and then it was powerless to hang down.

Shi Qingxuan was stunned and panicked for no reason. While quickly pulling the gravel around her bloody hand, she said tremblingly: "Brother Ouyang, don't scare me..."

Wow...

The gravels were ringing loudly, and Shi Qingxuan moved quickly. She quickly followed the bloody hand and dug out Ouyang Jing's upper body buried by the gravels.

Ouyang Jing, who was presented in her eyes, had a very miserable image. He saw blood bleeding in his seven orifices, glaring at the sky, as if questioning God why he was so unfair to him and that he would suffer such bad luck.

"Brother Ouyang..."

Looking at Ouyang Jing's "died with his eyes open", Shi Qingxuan's nose felt sour, and a hazy mist appeared in her beautiful eyes.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. She obviously had no relationship with Ouyang Jing, but was just a new "friend". And he was also a strange man from heaven who everyone shouted and beat him.

Logically speaking, even if he dies here, he doesn't feel "that people are glad and gloats" and shouldn't be so sad.

But she just couldn't help but feel sad, her nose was sore, her throat was choked, and her eyes were filled with tears. It seemed that in the dark, she was really connected with Ouyang Jing, her luck was connected, and her cause and effect was connected. Seeing that he was in trouble, she couldn't bear it.

"That must be an illusion. Just a show, how could it really be knotted? It must be because I am addicted to music, my feelings are too sensitive and rich, and I can't stand someone tragically dying... What's more, he was killed by Shi Zhixuan..."

She thought so, tremblingly stretched out her jade hand, wiped Ouyang Jing's eyelids, and murmured: "Brother Ouyang, it's Qingxuan, I'm sorry for you... If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have suffered this disaster..."

He pressed Ouyang Jing's eyelids with his jade hand and gently wiped them down. Uh, the eyelids did not close.

"Even eyelids cannot be closed! I don't want to rest in peace... Shi Zhixuan, how many more evil do you have to commit?"

Shi Qingxuan's tears were circling in her eyes, trembling again, stretched out her hand, and applied a little force to Ouyang Jing's eyelids again.

As soon as I pressed Ouyang Jing's eyelids, before I could touch it down, I heard Ouyang Jing's voice sound: "Don't wipe it, I'm fine."

Ah! Shi Qingxuan exclaimed, like a frightened little white rabbit, jumped a few feet away, widened her eyes and said in shock and fear: "Fraud, I'm a zombie!"

Ouyang Jing sat up slowly and wiped away the blood stains on his face, "It's not a zombie, I'm not dead. By the way, Qingxuan, are you crying?"

"I didn't cry!"

Seeing that he didn't look like a zombie, Shi Qingxuan hurriedly wiped the tears that almost burst out from her eyes, and asked with lingering fear: "What's wrong with you? Since you are not dead, why do you look like you are bleeding from your seven orifices and die with your eyes open?"

While moving his hands, Ouyang Jing explained: "The bleeding of seven orifices is not something that can be done. I was really injured by the Evil King's magic palm, and I was bleeding from the seven orifices. As for the death of my eyes open... Well, I was just staring at the time because I was very depressed... and it looked like I was dying with my eyes open."

Shi Qingxuan sniffed and asked, "What happened to your hand before? Why did you suddenly make that "sacrifice" action?"

Ouyang Jing said: "I originally wanted to come out by myself, but unfortunately I suddenly lost the strength."

"..." Shi Qingxuan was speechless, blinked twice, and said, "I think you are deliberately scaring me and wanting to laugh at me."

"Don't say that." Ouyang Jing smiled bitterly: "If the Evil King heard it, wouldn't he really slap me to death?"

When Shi Qingxuan heard him say this, she immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, Brother Ouyang, I've made you suffer. But then again, why did he slap you?"

"Probably because... I said something I shouldn't say to you." Ouyang Jing sighed, "The Evil King thought that those things were wanted to hide from you, and he didn't want you to be worried about them, but he didn't want me to say them out. But..."

He changed into a mysterious expression: "Even if I said it, the reason he beat me shouldn't be because I know too much! He is not from Hongxiuhui, so there is no need to hit me with this reason, right?"
Chapter completed!