Ouyang Che took Qingge to the coffin, and the dark red coffin carefully crafted, spreading out wisps of evil spirit, and the four parts were inlaid with condensed light crystals.
On the four-star continent, families with slightly more powerful positions will place condensed light crystals on the coffin. In this way, after being buried, the deceased will not feel dark and fall into hell.
Qingge stood by the coffin and looked at Ouyang Feng with his eyes down. Ouyang Feng, who was lying in the coffin, had his eyes closed and his eyes were blue and purple, and his skin was grayish-white. Under this dry skin, there was not much plump flesh, and the shriveled skin wrapped around the angular bones. Through the ugly and twisted face, the traces of the skull could be vaguely seen.
Qingge frowned and asked, "What disease did Ouyang family leader have?"
Ouyang Che's eyes were dull and dull. "No doctor can diagnose my father's illness."
Nightmare's voice sounded, "Girl, this guy died a little strangely. Put your hand into the coffin, touch him and let me see."
Qingge asked Ouyang Che with a smile, "Ouyang, the snow spirit beads in my body have healing power. Can you touch the next head of the family?"
Basic politeness is still needed, otherwise it will be disrespect for the dead.
Ouyang Che said sourly: "Yes."
As soon as the sound came, Qingge reached into the coffin and touched Ouyang Feng's face. The cold and bone-like touch made her lips purple, as if there were thousands of years of zombie Xuanbing. It started from her fingertips and frozen her body.
Qingge suddenly pulled his hand back, but a figure rushed over and rushed towards her. The sharp dagger flashed with cold light, and he was unceremonious to stab Qingge's left atrium.
The dagger penetrated Qingge's left chest cavity, and the crystal clear snow spirit beads were shattered beautifully, cracks spread around, the violent wind blew, the houses were lifted off, the dark red coffin shattered, Qingge's eyes turned green, and in this long wind of killing, her evil spirit was strong, and her head was covered with white hair flew backwards.
The heart-torn pain suffocated her.
A dagger was inserted straight into her heart.
Ouyang Ying held the dagger and exposed it to Qingge's other end. She glared at Qingge bloodthirstyly and laughed, "Wife, go to die, this is your retribution."
Ye Qingtian's face changed drastically and he hurried over.
The whole seat was shocked.
Wuyou opened his mouth slightly, looking at Qingge, who looked pale and crystal clear and fragile as a porcelain doll, and felt something was wrong, but he was full of worry.
Suddenly, Qingge lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand, pushed Ouyang Ying away, and pulled out the dagger that was inserted into his heart.
No blood.
The huge hole gradually healed at an astonishing speed under the burning white jade light.
Wuyou suddenly roared, and a fierce figure like a beast rushed to Ouyang Ying. His five fingers grabbed her Tianling Gavel and lifted her up. Under the gaze of horror, Wuyou was about to crush Ouyang Ying's bones. Qingge's body flashed out of thin air. In a moment, he arrived in front of Wuyou and grabbed Wuyou's wrist.
Wuyou turned his head and looked at Qingge, his heart beating wildly.
Qingge's strength was so great that he couldn't break free.
Ouyang Ying smiled twistedly under Wuyou's five fingers.
Qingge closed his eyes, stood with his hands behind his back, and asked firmly: "Young Master Ouyang, what punishment should the juniors of the aristocratic family be punished?"
Ouyang Che frowned tightly. He looked at Ouyang Ying in despair. He knew the methods of singing well. He knew that Ouyang Ying was finished.
"Five horses...dismembered..." Ouyang Che said tremblingly.
"Wuyou, crush her skull and throw her body to feed the wolf!" Qingge opened her eyes, ruthless and cold.
Ye Qingtian stood behind Qingge, looking at the thin figure of the woman with a complicated heartache.
Wuyou smiled cruelly and exerted his hand. The girl's brain gradually deformed in his hands with infinite strength.
Ouyang Ying was bleeding from seven orifices until her entire face was covered with gorgeous blood.
Her face was covered in blood, and she looked at the intact Qingge in disbelief, widened her eyes and said in trembling, "How is it possible? Why are you okay? You monster, you are a monster, you are not dead."
Ouyang Ying shouted hysterically, "You bunch of trash, go and kill this monster, hurry up!"
Qingge's expression remained unchanged, and the cold frost covered her body.
The pain of the skull shattered, Ouyang Ying was in great pain. She opened her eyes wide at Ouyang Che, and the tears washed away the blood, "Brother, save me, save me..."
Ouyang Che glanced his face.
Time flies back, just like Ouyang Fei was thrown into the snake cave in the Hundred Snake Garden, and she shouted heart-wrenchingly.
Brother, save me!
Of course—
God can still live if he commits evil.
You will be guilty of your own sins and cannot survive!
Click!
The moment the skull shattered, Wuyou split her body.
A second before her death, Ouyang Che's face was ferocious and shouted sadly, "A bunch of waste, you will all die, you will all be killed by Ye Qingge. She is a monster!"
The lingering sound is endless.
The bloody scene is like a beautiful elves roaring in purgatory. The world is unfair.
Wuyou took out a lantern veil and wiped the blood on his hands with a slight face.
“It’s really disgusting.”
Wuyou sneered coldly and threw the handkerchief out with disdain, his eyes full of disgust.
"Ge'er, how are you doing?" Ye Qingtian asked worriedly.
Everyone saw with their own eyes that the dagger penetrated Qingge's heart.
"No obstacle." Qingge shook his head and turned around to leave, but his steps were floating, and he staggered and fell into Wuyou's arms.
Wuyou hugged her, her face full of anxiety.
Ye Qingtian's body kept trembling, he opened his mouth and couldn't speak. After a long time, he shouted, "Hurry! Go and call the doctor!"
For a moment, I was in a panic.
Wuyou put Qingge on the bamboo bed. Doctor Liu, who had sleepy eyes, was lifted up by Ye Wuhen and threw it beside the bamboo bed, "Hurry, see how Qingge is doing."
When Doctor Liu saw that it was Qingge, he was stunned. Then he took his pulse solemnly, rolled his eyelids, looked at it, asked, and checked carefully.
"Doctor Liu, what's wrong with Qingge?" Ye Qingtian asked.
It seemed that he was a little unsteady, Ye Wuhen was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and quickly supported Ye Qingtian.
"The elder, the marquis' breath in his body is disordered, with extremely yin energy, strong evil energy, and even a erratic atmosphere." Doctor Liu frowned, then looked at Ye Wuhen and said, "Master Ye, can you go to the bedside table in my dormitory to get a purple needle?"
After Ye Wuhen responded, he quickly flew out.
After a long time, Ye Wuhen returned to Ouyang Mansion, holding a rolled-up handkerchief in his hand.
Doctor Liu took the veil and opened it. In the center of the veil, a slender purple needle was left.
Doctor Liu carefully inserted the purple needle into Qingge's eyebrows, and then turned it.
After a moment, he took out the purple needle. There was a red dot at the end of the needle, and the red dot spread unscrupulously until the purple needle was covered with scarlet color.
Doctor Liu was frightened. He turned to Ye Qingtian and said tremblingly: "Great Elder, Master, she is in danger!"
Chapter completed!