The crematorium of the beautiful empresses chasing their husbands

"How is it? Look, they all support you."

Support me? Support me for what? Support me to kill my own father! ?

In the eyes of the clan members below the stage, Dongfang Ze attacked his fellow clan members, but was caught in the act. He deserved to die and did not deserve sympathy.

And since his death was destined, why not use his death to gain some benefits for his family? Originally, the clan members of the Dongfang family had prepared for their salaries to be halved, but now it was a blessing from heaven.

Isn't Dongfang Ze the clan leader? As the clan leader, it is also his duty to contribute to the family.

Dongfang Jin seemed like a helpless child at this time. Facing the noise of the clan members below the stage, his eyes kept dodging, his face twitching, holding the knife handed to him by Leng Youshuang in his hand, his body trembling constantly.

"I, I..." The Dongfang family members below the stage kept urging him, while his father cursed at him.

"Put down the knife! What do you want to do? Do you want to kill your father!?" Dongfang Ze roared.

"No, no, father." Dongfang Jin dodged, not daring to look at Dongfang Ze.

"By the way, Dongfang Jin, if you can really kill him, it will be considered as removing pests for our Four Saints Sect and also exempting your Dongfang family from punishment. These two things can also be considered as two great achievements." Leng Youshuang said with a smile.

"In this way, as long as you kill Dongfang Ze, I will support you and let you take the position of the next head of the Dongfang family." Leng Youshuang smiled sweetly, but the sweeter she smiled, the colder Dongfang Jin felt in his heart.

"And, if you don't want him to die, you have to die~" Leng Youshuang's voice was like sweet candy, but the content of the words was extremely cruel.

The most terrifying thing is that Dongfang Jin knew that he seemed to be really shaken.

His life, two merits, the position of the head of the family... It seems that as long as Dongfang Ze is killed by himself, everything will develop in a good direction.

"Go quickly." Leng Youshuang used her spiritual power to gently push Dongfang Jin and pushed him in front of Dongfang Ze.

"What are you doing? What are you going to do!" Dongfang Ze looked at Dongfang Jin in horror. "Don't, don't kill me, Jin'er, please put down the knife!" Seeing Dongfang Jin still hesitating, Dongfang Ze's eyes darkened and he cursed. "You little bastard, put down the knife! What on earth do you want to do, you little bastard!" Dongfang Ze roared with his eyes wide open. So annoying... so noisy... So noisy... So noisy... "So noisy!" The knife in Dongfang Jin's hand instantly cut Dongfang Ze's throat in the chaotic sound. Blood gushed out of Dongfang Ze's throat, spraying Dongfang Jin with blood all over his body, like a ghost crawling out of hell. But in Dongfang Jin's heart, the beautiful girl behind him was the biggest demon. "Great, really great, Dongfang Jin, you did a great job." Leng Youshuang smiled even sweeter and couldn't help but applaud. "Congratulations."

"Congratulations." Leng Feng also stood aside and clapped stiffly.

"Since Dongfang Jin sacrificed his relatives for the greater good, I will not pursue this matter any more. I will also train Dongfang Jin as the next patriarch of the Dongfang family." Leng Youshuang looked at the audience with a smile.

"Then today's matter ends here. Thank you for your hard work." Leng Youshuang still had that lovely smile, but the audience had only one idea, no matter when, don't provoke Leng Youshuang.

This girl is not only strong, but also ruthless.

However, although they are very wary of Leng Youshuang, no one said anything bad about Leng Youshuang. After all, although Leng Youshuang handled this matter a little too much, it was not too much.

The only ones who were injured were Dongfang Ze and Dongfang Jin, and Dongfang Ze was the one who brought it upon himself.

What's more, Leng Youshuang is a half-saint. Who dares to say anything about what a half-saint does? After all, you only have one life.

...

After finding a few servants to clean up the scene, Leng Youshuang dismissed the tribesmen below, returned to his room, and stretched his body.

In this way, it can be regarded as a small revenge for Brother Mo against Dongfang Jin.

Haha, father and son killed each other, Dongfang Jin, didn’t you target Brother Mo to avenge your father? Now, your father was killed by your own hands, are you happy with this gift?

In fact, a small amount of incense that can make people excited is still burning on the high platform, ensuring that Dongfang Jin can act impulsively under pressure when he is irrational.

If he really doesn’t act, then he can only use some mind control spells to help him act, but that would be a bit boring, and it would also be easy to be discovered by the tribesmen who are interested.

In short, it is great to be able to solve it smoothly.

After this time, Dongfang Jin’s Taoism was broken, and he would look forWhy not send him to the front line as a cannon fodder?

Or hand him over to Brother Mo and let Brother Mo kill him himself?

Leng Youshuang tilted her head and thought for a while, but still shook her head.

Brother Mo won't care about this kind of thing. As a sister, I can do it for him.

Just as Leng Youshuang was thinking, there was a knock on the door.

"I'm back."

It was Bai Zhirou's voice.

"Sister Zhirou, you're back." Leng Youshuang quickly opened the door, looked at Bai Zhirou, and asked with concern, "What's wrong, Sister Zhirou, you've been away for a long time this time, did you encounter any trouble there?"

This time Bai Zhirou was gone for a full week. If it were normal, Bai Zhirou might not even have three days to go back and forth.

"It's okay, everything went well. I was just a little upset on the way, so... I took a walk along the way and wasted a little time." Bai Zhirou shook her head and said lightly.

"That's good, Sister Zhirou. I hope you're fine. If you run into any trouble, be sure to tell me. I have a lot of ideas. We can work together to find a solution." Leng Youshuang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"Okay, if there's any trouble I can't handle, I'll tell you." Bai Zhirou felt warm in her heart and nodded.

"By the way, Youshuang..." Bai Zhirou hesitated for a moment, as if she wanted to say something.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Sister Zhirou?" Leng Youshuang asked, turning her head.

…………

Bai Zhirou was silent for a while.

"No, it's nothing. I can handle this myself. By the way, I heard that you killed the uncles from the other three families just now?" Bai Zhirou still didn't tell Leng Youshuang about Mo Lin, and changed the subject a little stiffly.

"Yes, Sister Zhirou left, and I was giving them a chance. Hehe, those old foxes, if Sister Zhirou was here, they wouldn't dare to cause trouble, and they wouldn't be exposed like now." Leng Youshuang nodded with a smile.

"Well, you've worked hard, Youshuang." Bai Zhirou nodded, "You did a good job on Dongfang Jin's matter."

After saying that, Bai Zhirou turned and left.

"...Okay, Sister Zhirou, you've worked hard too. You've been traveling these days, so take a good rest." Leng Youshuang looked at Bai Zhirou's leaving figure, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

...Why is Sister Zhirou's pace a little unnatural? Is it my illusion?