Unparalleled Gentleman

The sound of his clapping was completely undisguised. Ouyang Shaogong, who was holding on to the body of his second senior brother, raised his head, and saw Ling Duan on the roof who was wearing a Confucian shirt and was wiping his mouth with a handkerchief.

Ouyang Shaogong's pupils shrank suddenly!

If he hadn't been sure that the person in his arms was Ling Duan, and he had just been killed by himself, Ouyang Shaogong would have suspected that the person in front of him was Ling Duan, but this was impossible.

"Who are you?!" Ouyang Shaogong said with a cold face, while already putting his gradually cold body in his arms on the ground, although it was very slight, that movement still made Ling Duan's heart twitch.

He didn't intend to continue to talk to Ouyang Shaogong anymore. Over the years, he knew one thing clearly, that is - hit him if he wanted to, why talk so much!

I don't know how much the villain died of talking!

Tolerance has endured for so many years. The old things between him and the prince Changqin disappeared as early as when he crossed his soul and became Ouyang Shaogong. Now Lingduan only wants to kill Ouyang Shaogong for his own sake. , and then take revenge for Zhaolin!

He originally wanted to protect Zhao Lin, but heaven forbade him to do so.

He must die.

Ling Duan still remembered that he almost lost his temper at that moment, at least he still remembered that he had to wait for Ouyang Shaogong to kill himself before going to take revenge. Ouyang Shaogong left.

The latter couldn't hold back and took a step back, forced out a mouthful of blood, and the reaction was not slow, the dagger in his hand didn't know where to press it, and it instantly turned into a long sword.

He is not a weak person, otherwise he would not have moved out of Penglai and caused chaos in the world, but he was injured before the end, and under the offensive of Lingduan, he seemed to be somewhat invincible.

Ling Duan wanted to kill him.

He really wanted to kill him.

But the long sword pierced Ouyang Shaogong's shoulder, and the blood stained his clothes. At that moment, the dull pain in his heart told him that he still couldn't make a move against Ouyang Shaogong.

It doesn't matter whether the remaining feelings are unfinished, or the sympathy is overflowing.

He just couldn't do it.

He only knew that if the sword hit the right place, then there would be no one in this world who would call out to him in a red dress with a perfect smiling face, "Second Senior Brother."

Not to mention, no one would hug him with a low smile and say a word of love to him in the quiet night.

It's not bad that he is Ouyang Shaogong, but he is even more the prince Changqin.

It was the prince Changqin that he had been looking for for thousands of years, hundreds of years, and he was on the tip of his heart and almost lost his mind. He couldn't stab this sword, maybe he would never want to stab it in his life.

"Second Senior Brother." A voice came, with strong curiosity, "What are you doing, why is Junior Brother Ouyang injured?"

It's Zhaolin.

Oh, he is a ghost cultivator now, at that time Lingduan saw that there was no way he could save Zhaolin, he was angry for a while before he remembered that he still had the vitality of the peach blossom tree thousands of years ago, so he separated from Zhaolin a little.

Many years have passed, that ray of vitality is no longer what it used to be, it is useless for anything but vitality, at least it can keep Zhaolin's soul from dying, so Zhaolin turned into a ghost cultivator.

However, seeing Zhao Lin at this time, both Ling Duan and Ouyang Shaogong had distorted expressions. The former was embarrassed by the sword he was thrusting into Ouyang Shaogong's shoulder, while the latter was surprised that Zhao Lin was still alive!

Boss Ouyang, who had always been calm, was so stupefied!

As for Ling Duan, Ling Duan chose to chop Ouyang Shaogong unconscious with one palm.

The moment Zhaolin appeared, he had actually made a decision, he wanted to bring Ouyang Shaogong back to Tianyong City, just like 300 years ago, let's live a good life.

After all, now Ouyang Shaogong's life soul has been replenished by him, and he no longer knows how to cross the soul.

Speaking of which, it took him a lot of effort to drag his other self to Penglai to watch a play!

Tianyong City.

When he saw Ling Duan, someone actually planned to stop him from entering, not to mention that Ling Duan was carrying a big villain named Ouyang Shaogong in his hand, the big villain who killed them by killing Junior Brother Su and Dao Yun!

"Ling Duan, what are you doing here?!" The disciple stopped in front of him, his face was a little ugly, and he sent a message, which did not hide from Ling Duan's eyes, "This is not where you should come!"

At the end of the mausoleum, the second disciple of Zhenzhen, the head teacher of Tianyong City, was abolished two years ago and expelled from Tianyong.

In fact, if only one person from Lingduan came, this disciple would not speak so harshly, and he would have to go to Tianyong City for a walk to drink some spiritual spring water, but the other party also brought a half-dead Ouyang Shaogong with him.

This treatment has plummeted.

Fortunately, Lingduan didn't argue with him, he was waiting for someone.

This disciple sent a message, and the person who is rushing over here is his former senior brother and current nephew, Ling Yue.

"Ling Duan." The cold voice came, and some people couldn't stand the chanting, and just thought of him, and he had already appeared in front of them. The man was dressed in purple and white disciple clothes, and he came with a sword, and he glanced up and down. Finally, his eyes fell on Ouyang Shaogong in his arms: "What are you doing here?"

"Ouyang is injured, I'll take him to heal."

Lingduan opened his mouth, and the next moment he saw Lingyue's fair face turned black, "You know that he killed Tu Su, but you brought him to Tianyong City to heal his wounds, because you think I have such a good temper in Tianyong City What?!"

Ling Duan didn't speak, Ling Yue glared at him for a while, and finally threw up his sleeves and turned his back, suppressing his anger: "You go, you must never set foot in Tianyong City again in the future! Otherwise, don't blame Ling Yue for not reading Brotherly love!"

In the dark, that brotherhood seemed to be broken with a "snap".

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and Ling Duan smiled. From the low smile at the beginning, he gradually enlarged into a big laugh. In the surprised eyes of Ling Yue and another disciple, he exuded the coercion of a high-ranking monk, and directed at Yuan Yao He said, "Zi Yin, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you doing?"

From the depths of the mountains, several figures approached suddenly with a sword, the leader was his master who had raised him for many years, the head teacher of Tianyong City.

He looked at Ling Duan, felt the strong pressure, his face suddenly turned pale, but Ling Duan felt that this scene was really familiar. He still remembered that it was like this when he abandoned the prince Changqin and insisted on going to heaven 300 years ago. of.

"Where's Zi Yin?" He asked.

Maybe it was because he was too coercive at the moment, none of the group of elders dared to scold him, the real person in charge said: "Ziyin real person is retreating, what do you need from him?"

Ever since Baili Tusu was accepted, Master Ziyin has been in seclusion, not to mention the duel with Baili Tusu that day, which hurt his vitality even more, so there is no need to talk to Lingduan about it.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a figure galloped towards him, standing within three steps of the end of the mausoleum, looking at Ouyang Shaogong's blood-stained mouth, he stared intently for a while.

But Ling Duan sneered, "Why, Master Ziyin has been closed and foolish all these years, and he can't even forget his big disciple?!"