Ouyang Xueqing was aghast, her blood ran cold hearing his words.
Her body swayed as she regained her balance. The corner of her lips curled up in a self-deprecating smile as if she was chiding herself. Up until this point, she still hoped that somewhere in the twenty years they spent together, there was a sliver bit of truth in the mask Ren Chenghao wore, that he couldn't be this ruthless.
But the fact proved her wrong.
She saw as Ouyang Feiyang marched toward her, his palm formed another huge spiritual ball.
"Qing'er, run!" Wang Ze hollered as he tried to hold back the masked man. His ruby eyes flashed in a sharp light and a pair of huge, blazing wings erupted from his back.
Ren Chenghao laughed and snapped his fingers once again. Xia Wei and Ouyang Chunxia moved to obstruct him and the masked man slipped from his grasp. Wang Ze cursed. If he wanted to break through, he had no choice but to kill Xia Wei and Ouyang Chunxia off.
