Ling Wu is already in Ling Yun's hands, any move can only force Ling Yun to kill Ling Wu immediately
After Ling Yun finished everything, he glanced at Zhang Jie, who was knocked down by Ling Wu's retreating force and seriously injured on the ground. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
If it weren't for Zhang Jie, she wouldn't be able to catch Ling Wu no matter what.
But she didn't expect that when she was disappointed, there would be such a person to help her.
Zhang Jie was drowsy and clenched his fingers tightly into fists: "Your Majesty, you must never leave the country and the country for a woman..."
His old and weak voice was particularly clear in the deathly silence: "I am trying my best to be sentenced to death by the emperor, but I also want to stop the emperor..."
Ouyang Xi's face sank, and he finally understood why Zhang Jie did this.
"Prime Minister Zhang, you are indeed fighting to your death..."
Ouyang Xi's cold voice made the drowsy Zhang Jie immediately raise his head and shout in a hissing voice: "The old ministers are all here for the emperor. Could it be that the emperor really wants to be a foolish king? For the sake of a woman, he will kill the old ministers and make the world laugh at him..."
..."
"The Prime Minister is right, I will make you a loyal and good person today!"
When Zhang Jie looked at him in disbelief, Ouyang Xi pressed his fingers hard, and the sword in his hand came out, stabbing Zhang Jie in the heart.
He doesn't care whether Zhang Jie is a veteran of the Three Dynasties of Dongling Kingdom, nor does he care what kind of mentality he has.
He only knows that if it weren’t for Zhang Jie, Ling Wu would not have been seriously injured, let alone Ling Yun’s hands.
Zhang Jie could never have imagined how much Lingwu meant to Ouyang Xi.
Thinking that he was using his loyal persuasion as a shield, Ouyang Xi
No one can hurt Ling Wu.
Without Lingwu, what would he do with the Dongling Kingdom?
Ouyang Xi bent down and slowly pulled out the sword from Zhang Jie's chest. The tip of the sword dropped downward, pointing at the ground, and blood dripped down.
He narrowed his eyes to a slit and looked at the blood coming out of Ling Wu's chest.
The blood mixed with the red clothes on Ling Wu's body made Ouyang Xi feel shocked everywhere.