837: C837 Cold and Embracing

C837 Cold and Embracing

Who else!

Yang Ping roared, her eyes shining with a gold light, releasing the killing intent, causing the entire street to fall into a deathly silence, at that moment, no one dared to step out.

All the experts, including the Saints, were suppressed by this invincible imposing aura, even giving them the illusion. In the near future, Yang Ping would become an invincible Demon King.

Countless people had been killed, and the world was filled with grief and sorrow.

Yang Ping's heart seemed to have returned to the mode of slaughter, transcending the darkness in her body, completely suppressing it.

Other than Gu Ning who was kneeling on the ground and feeling extremely humiliated, the others chose to keep quiet.

Seeing that no one appeared, Yang Ping did not stop there, but charged into the darkness instead. Those experts who were secretly observing and trying to take advantage of the situation were all shaken to the point that their heads were flying around.

"He's crazy!"

Someone was screaming miserably. There was a saint in this location. He was hiding in the darkness, blending in with the crowd. There was almost no trace of him. He was a saint skilled in concealment, yet he was scared to the point of running away. However, the subordinate experts beside him weren't so lucky.

Yang Ping pounced on them like a wolf and tiger, tearing apart two Subsaint experts with her bare hands.

The dark was dyed red by the bloody mist.

Yang Ping was covered in blood, like a devil. She walked out of the street, coldly looking at her surroundings.

Sou sou sou!

Everyone left, they were afraid that they would be targeted, hence it would not be wise for them to provoke the crazy Yang Ping right now.

When everyone left, Gu Ning's lips curled up in a bitter smile as he silently cursed himself for being an idiot. Why would he come out here at this time?

Previously, he had already felt Yang Ping's terror, but the dignity of a Saint made him feel that Yang Ping was invincible. let alone a kid with Ninth Level Stage.

In the end, he failed.

Yang Ping walked over to Ming Zhu's side and stared at Gu Ning with an ice-cold gaze.

Gu Ning's expression changed as he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't force me. If I release my Saint Domain, you will die a terrible death. After he kneeled down on the ground, he felt that this was the shame of his life.

Zhu Xi was still there, her charming face pale white, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. She was terrified by Yang Ping's madness and bloodshed.

Ming Zhu was quietly lying there, as if she was in deep sleep.

After thinking about it, Yang Ping knew that the two girls were present. If she forced them to stay put, it might cause severe harm to the two girls, so she coldly said: "Scram."

Gu Ning raged and shouted: "Don't go too far, I am a great saint …"

Yang Ping said: "Do you want to die?"

Gu Ning's face changed, his expression warped, it was extremely beautiful, but at the end, he took a deep breath and dragged his heavily injured body into the darkness. He could release his Saint Domain to kill Yang Ping and die with him, but after being tangled for a long time, he gave up in the end.

He couldn't bear to die.

So he endured humiliation.

"Just you wait. One day, I will make you regret what you did today. I will make you wish you were dead." Gu Ning walked into the darkness in his heart and had endless killing intent towards Yang Ping.

"This is a saint."

Yang Ping's cold voice sounded from behind him, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

Gu Ning was so angry that his heart pierced. He spat out a mouthful of blood, glared at Yang Ping, and then, quickly disappeared into the darkness. He did not dare to stay here any longer.

"Yang Ping..."

Zhu Xi asked while trying to resist her fear. She felt that Yang Ping seemed to have returned to normal.

Yang Ping laughed miserably, sighing. "Let's go back first." After saying that, she picked up the pearl and the three of them left together. From start to finish, no one dared to stop them, or it could be said that from now on, Yang Ping was Dragon City's Demon King, and no one could afford to offend him.

On this day, Yang Ping truly became famous. She was no longer the weakest Dragon City Protector God in history, because he had killed two Saints and had even caused a Sage to kneel in front of him.

This was something that not even the Madame Zhu had been able to achieve.

But Yang Ping completed it.

He did not feel the excitement after he succeeded, nor did he immediately find a place to familiarize himself with the Body of Top Yang's secret.

With his medical skills, he knew that the pearl would not be saved.

He hugged her tightly and called out to her, wanting to wake her up. Unfortunately, the pearl seemed to have been asleep for a century, never waking up.

Zhu Xi, who was standing at the side, silently shed tears.

They walked on the ice-cold street, Yang Ping raised her head and looked at the sky, her heart was disheartened. Was this the fate of the Heaven Destroyer, Calamity Star?

This was his life!

The old man had once said that it had finally become a reality. Yang Ping thought that if she was optimistic about this world and actively viewed life as a setback, everything would be fine. At the very least, everything would go in a good direction.

But no.

The heavens seemed to be making a big joke. In Dragon City, he had met Zhang Rong, met Sunn Wangyue, and even handed him over to Tao Chengxi.

But now that he had lost everything, he could only look on helplessly.

In the dark starry sky, there was a large star that was especially bright, brighter than the surrounding stars. However, Yang Ping felt that it was very lonely, just like her current self.

Where would they go in the night sky?

All he wanted to do was to find a place to treat Ming Zhu. Suddenly, he discovered that after staying in Dragon City for so many months, he didn't even have a place to stay.

Where is my home?

Yang Ping looked around in a daze and sighed helplessly.

Zhu Xi felt Yang Ping's sadness. She followed him for more than ten kilometers and walked aimlessly. Her high heels were already broken, but she still followed with gritted teeth. She also felt lonely and afraid. It was as if following Yang Ping was the only way to find a normal form of relationship in the cold and detached Dragon City relationship.

Other people were just exchanging benefits.

That's all.

They all felt very cold.

However, they didn't embrace each other to keep warm. Originally, there was a chance, but it was a pity that they missed it.

Zhu Xi bit her lips. She really wanted to tell Yang Ping that you weren't actually alone with me, but seeing the pearl that was peacefully lying in Yang Ping's embrace, she fell into a long period of silence.

He arrived at the familiar Luo River Bank.

Relying on the railings, Yang Ping held Ming Zhu, feeling her body becoming colder and colder, but he was helpless, because she had overused his Five Elements Acupuncture, causing Ming Zhu to not be able to see any wounds on the surface, but she had exhausted all her vitality.

How could he save them?2

Yang Ping secretly hated herself for her poor medical skills, and if the old man did not bring the pearl along and return to the Dragon City for some unknown reason, what mysterious masked man would have ended up with this?

He angrily dialed the old man's number.

The phone was not turned off.

But no one answered for a long time.

Half a minute later.

The phone finally connected. Yang Ping clenched her teeth and cursed: "Old bastard, you must be feeling proud now. Something has happened to Ming Zhu.

The old man said nothing.

Yang Ping frowned, she wanted to scold him, but she was her master after all, so she could not bear to do so. Furthermore, from the looks of it, the old man was silent, this was a rare occurrence, maybe she was feeling sad too.

How could the old man be happy when something happened to Ming Zhu?

Sighing lightly, Yang Ping tried to console her instead. Just as he was about to speak, a sparse voice came from the other end of the phone.

A woman was screaming, and then the old man's long breath, as if he were enjoying himself.

The veins on Yang Ping's forehead burned with fury, her face flushed red, obviously on the verge of going berserk.

This old bastard, I thought he was guilty of not speaking. Damn it, he's actually doing that shameless thing with a girl, he must have spent a lot of money!

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