736: C736 Unique Opportunity

C736 Unique Opportunity

"Have you decided?"

In front of the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, the Madame Zhu stood with her hands behind his back. Looking at the night sky, it was as if she could see through the night sky and discovered the deepest secret of the universe.

The Bamboo House had been changed, and fresh bamboo grew out from the bamboo forest, lush and verdant, giving off a vigorous life force, just like the Madame Zhu at this moment, brimming with a strong life force.

She was like a star, emitting a scorching energy.

Yang Ping felt that she had already reached her peak state, and was even more terrifying than when she killed Dai Hong Hua.

Body transformation into a star.

Yang Ping's mental state was not very good. She gave his life force to Zhu Xi and hugged her life, but she had paid a huge price for it. He gave her the Nine Yang Source Spirit in her body, thus losing her strongest backing.

After a period of time, he would become a cripple.

No qi, no martial arts.

Nothing.

He was no longer a legend, no longer a god of death that changed the face of the world. He would become an ordinary person with a very short lifespan and wouldn't live for more than half a year.

If she asked him if he regretted it?

Yang Ping had never thought of this, she only knew that if she did not make a move, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

His current state was like a willow branch by the lake, swaying in the wind, ready to fall at any moment. He was even weaker than a woman who was like a weak willow tree supporting the wind.

When Madame Zhu saw him arrive, his eyes flashed with a hint of shock, but he quickly calmed down.

"Yes." Yang Ping said firmly.

Madame Zhu withdrew her gaze from the night sky, sighed, and said faintly: "Yang Ping, I don't know how to describe you, or call you foolish, or call you infatuated. You clearly know that combining with Zhu Xi will solve all problems. "Why not fight for it?"

Yang Ping immediately knew that the Madame Zhu had seen through everything. With her cultivation level, wanting to hide it from her was impossible.

He smiled and said, "I can't force you to do anything."

The Madame Zhu frowned and looked at him in a different light, saying, "I even thought you were like your master, unruly and unruly. I never thought that an unruly Master would actually hand over a different disciple.

Yang Ping laughed bitterly: "Madam, you didn't call me here to scold my master, right?"

Madame Zhu looked at Yang Ping as if she had seen through his body. In her gaze, Yang Ping felt that there was nothing left to hide, and she was extremely shocked.

The Madam's current condition was too strong, so even Dai Hong Hua, who had recovered to her peak, was probably no match for her. The her from before and the her now were on two completely different levels.

Being stared at in embarrassment, Yang Ping forced a smile: "Madam, where is the good fortune that you mentioned?"

The Madame Zhu laughed.

This was the first time Madame Zhu laughed in front of him. She was very beautiful, beautiful like a fairy in the night sky, causing Yang Ping's mind to be momentarily stunned. She had to sigh with emotion, Madame Zhu was probably the most otherworldly woman he had ever seen.

Yang Ping was curious, how did the Madame Zhu come about? The word 'Madam' must have definitely married before, but what kind of man in this world was worthy of the Madame Zhu?

"Do you think you can still enter with your current condition?"

Madame Zhu shook his head, showing a pitiful gaze, and sighed: "You have completely crippled yourself. After you go in, you won't come out alive. Right now, you only have one way to recover your strength, and that is to combine with Zhu Xi.

Yang Ping shook her head and said stubbornly: "I want to go in. If I don't try, how would I know if it's okay?"

Madame Zhu's expression turned cold, and quickly changed. She snorted: "You think I'll let you in?"

Yang Ping stared at Madame Zhu, and did not give in, and said: "Madam, if you are worried about my master, please rest assured, this is my own choice, it has nothing to do with you."

Madame Zhu asked in a cold voice, "Do you think I would be afraid of your master?"

Yang Ping consciously blurted out, as she explained, "Madam, that is not what I meant. I really want to go in, you said before that this is my only hope."

"No, your only hope is for you, Zhu Xi, to join forces with me."

Yang Ping knew that there was no way she could get Madame Zhu to let him in, but she didn't give up. Gritting her teeth, he said, "Madam, if you don't let me in, I'll … I'll die right in front of you. When my master asks, I'll see how you explain yourself. "

Madame Zhu looked at Yang Ping indifferently.

Yang Ping was fearless.

"No regrets?"

In the end, the Madame Zhu could not stand Yang Ping's stubborn gaze, and said with a frown: "You should know, even if Saints enter, there is a high chance of death, if you enter, there is no way you can live, are you sure you still want to?"

"If you don't go in, at least you're still alive. If you go in, you'll die without a doubt."

Madame Zhu said with certainty. No one knew the terror of that place better than her. Even a saint would be killed if they entered. That was not a place anyone could imagine.

Yang Ping nodded heavily.

Madame Zhu shook his head, saying, "You can go back now. Go find Zhu Xi and explain everything to him. That silly girl also has a good impression of you, if you know the reason, she would be willing to join hands with you. "

Yang Ping quickly said: "No."

Madame Zhu sneered: "What, do you need me to explain?"

Yang Ping shook her head: "Madam, you don't know the relationship between Zhu Xi and I, and I don't like using morals to kidnap others, whether or not she likes me, or whether or not she is willing to marry me, it has nothing to do with me.

The Madame Zhu said in pity, "Young people nowadays are always so conceited. Twenty years ago, that was a Golden Age, filled with talents like the clouds. There were several saints in the Sacred Grounds but after entering, none of them came out alive. "

Yang Ping's heart trembled.

Saints are born dead. Holy shit, what's wrong with that?

People's talents were divided into three, six, and nine levels. Not everyone could cultivate the martial way. Cultivation of martial dao relied first on talent. There were ordinary people, geniuses, geniuses, peerless geniuses, natural saints, and chosen ones.

The Unrivaled Genius was a direct disciple of the Sacred Grounds, whereas Zhang Mingxian was a direct disciple of the Unrivaled Genius.

There were not many natural saints in the world, not even a single one. At least, Yang Ping had never heard of them.

Even natural saints would die if they entered.

Yang Ping remained silent.

Madame Zhu thought he was afraid, and disappointment flowed out of his eyes. "Go back, and do whatever you want in the future. In Dragon City, no one can hurt you."

Yang Ping was depressed.

Why did it feel like Madam was treating a dead man as though he was about to die? She could eat whatever she wanted and buy whatever she wanted.

But does Yang Ping belong to the line?

Absolutely not.

Yang Ping raised her head, revealing an even more resolute expression, and said solemnly: "Madam, I want to ask you to help me with something."2

The Madame Zhu nodded.

Since it was like this, what was there to refuse?

"Lend me a phone."

Although Madame Zhu was an expert, she definitely had a phone number. With her identity and position, the contact person on the phone should be one of those super experts, or a powerhouse.

Madame Zhu did not expect Yang Ping's request to be like this. She hesitated for a moment, then opened her hands.

Yang Ping held her phone, thinking, as expected of someone who had loved one, someone who liked to use a homemade phone.

"To whom?" There was a password on the phone, and most of the contacts were very rarely used. Very few people in the world knew her number.

Yang Ping replied: "My master."

Madame Zhu squinted her eyes. She passed, but he didn't see her do anything. His phone opened and a number appeared. The name on it was weird.

Old man?

Yang Ping almost laughed out loud. Although she was not in the mood to joke, his own master probably didn't have a good reputation in the eyes of others.

In truth, the reason why he used Madame Zhu's phone was because he was afraid that the old man wouldn't answer and wouldn't be able to. How could he persuade the Madam to let him fight for the chance of making good fortune?

There was no need to think about it; good fortune was bound to be terrifying.

Only by convincing the old man would it be possible to convince the Madame Zhu.

Yang Ping thought about how to persuade the old man. After pondering for a moment, she dialed the old man's number and got through. However, the old man's first sentence almost made him spit blood and die.

"Hey, beauty, is it the same? You want to marry me and become my wife?"

Madame Zhu heard this from the side and her beautiful eyes turned cold. The air turned into frost and the bamboo forest was not covered with bamboo leaves but with knives.

Yang Ping felt a chill down her spine.

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