His face, which was originally proud, suddenly turned black. He looked at Lingwu in disbelief, and then looked at his love that was lying on the ground without any rest. His eyes suddenly became a crack: "You killed him
?”
Ling Wu smiled sweetly, and did not answer Ouyang Ye's words. She just bent down and pulled out her hairpin from her heart's chest, took out a silk scribble and gently wiped the blood on it, and inserted her backhand back into her hair.
After slowly doing all this, Ling Wu looked up at Ouyang Ye's surprised eyes, and his face was full of sarcasm: "What do you think?"
When she looked up at Ouyang Ye, the hairpin she had just inserted also moved, and under the sunlight, a slight light was reflected.
But even such a glimmer of light also hurt Ouyang Ye's eyes
Ouyang Ye stared at the hairpin between Ling Wu's hair, his eyes narrowed even tighter, and he was extremely shocked.
Ouyang Ye knew very well what kind of person is. He had also seen Qingxin kill people. He saw with his own eyes that his skills had reached a level of amazingness.
Love is Ouyang Fanghua's master, and his skills are definitely not comparable to those of a small dance.
But everything I saw in front of me forced Ouyang Ye to believe that Lingwu had indeed killed the person who could not be killed. She stood there without any damage and looked at him.
"Do you know who he is?" Ouyang Yeqing couldn't help but take a step back: "You actually dare to kill him!"
"Oh? Why don't I dare?"
Lingwu forced herself to take a step forward without revealing her traces, and looked at Ouyang Ye with satisfaction and took another step back along with her footsteps, then sighed softly and said, "I really don't know who he is. I only know one thing, he wants to
Kill my man”
She raised her eyebrows and the smile in her eyes became stronger: "I said that those who want to kill people must be prepared to be killed by others. No matter who he is, there is only one life."
Ouyang Ye took the second step and his face became even ugly. His handsome face was extremely blue, and the veins on his cheeks kept bounced: "Then why don't you die?"