839: C839 Tear

C839 Tear

1When everyone thought that this was the best time to deal with Yang Ping, and before he had fully grown, killing him would prevent an invincible person from appearing.

But Dao Zun didn't think so.

What Dao Zun was waiting for was Yang Ping growing up. There would always be a time when his weakness would appear, and it still wasn't considered his weakness. This was because Yang Ping's fury would make him become stronger and stronger.

So Dao Zun could bear it.

All of these were within Dao Zun's calculations.

The illusory figure said softly, "In this world, Dao Zun is the only one. These Sacred Grounds and clans are merely chess pieces for Dao Zun." If someone was here, they would definitely be terrified, because the ability the illusion displayed was actually a concealment technique that only appeared in the Saint Stage.

Saints were not allowed in the Dragon City.

But the shadow could be possessed, which showed how terrifying Dao Zun was. He could make a hole in the Dragon City's defensive array and send a real saint in.

The shadow disappeared, but his cold, almost heartless words echoed in the dark night.

Bay Area.

Of course, Yang Ping was not in the mood to think about it. But because of the existence of the Yun Province Teacher Academy, it caused the surrounding houses to become very expensive, so the Bay Area belonged to the villa complex. Each villa was at least worth thirty million.

In this period of time, Zhu Xi had displayed her powerful investment ability, using the money earned from the Huahang Group to invest in the real estate in many places. Bay Area was one of them.

Rumor has it that the owner of this villa was a billionaire, and he was the leader of a well-known privately owned steel company in Yun Province.

The overcapacity of the state over the past two years had made it difficult for steel companies to do business, causing stocks to fall into the water. The rich man wanted to take advantage of the hype to earn money, so he invested a lot of money. At the start of the stock market, everyone could make money.

That rich person naturally wouldn't miss out, so he put all his money into this bet. But no one could have imagined that the Chinese stock market was too crazy, in less than half a month, that rich person lost everything.

In a single night, he went from being a billionaire to being a pauper. He had to sell his villa to pay off his debts.

Thus, there was someone who didn't have good feng shui. Otherwise, the people who lived here wouldn't have gone bankrupt. However, Zhu Xi did not believe this. After spending fifteen million to buy it, its value had increased by several times.

Yang Ping didn't really care about the situation in the villa, she carried the pearl and went to her room, then immediately started using the Five Elements Acupuncture to heal.

Because she had temporarily lived here, there were no nannies or even daily necessities. Yang Ping took care of the Healing Pearl and found a room, but she did not come out. Of course, he would not let Zhu Xi leave the range of her mental perception.

Zhu Xi thought about it and felt that she should at least eat something. She clenched her teeth and went out to buy something.

Fortunately, it was a convenient place to transport. With the large supermarket that was open for business twenty-four hours a day, Zhu Xi left the villa and thought about making breakfast tomorrow morning.

Ming Zhu laid on the bed with a serene expression.

Yang Ping lifted her veil, seeing her extremely beautiful face, she could not help but shiver. She thought to herself, Ming Zhu, it's my bad, I've let you down.

Let you suffer.

I will definitely wake you up!

Yang Ping swore to herself, and thought of the old man's words, unless there was no other choice, she would not beg Zhuge Qingyun, and thought that the other party was known as the God Operator, and would definitely not do business where she would suffer a loss.

A golden needle appeared in his hand, ready to stab down with the Pearl's Divine Stash.

The Divine Hidden Acupuncture Point was the most important acupoint of the Martial Cultivator, a bridge between the human body and the heavens and earth. It was a way to open the treasures of the human body.

"Tss ~ ~ ~"

Yang Ping used all of her strength and began to heal Ming Zhu, wanting to wake her up.

No matter how much Qi he channeled into Ming Zhu's body, there was not even the slightest reaction from her body. Unwilling to give up, he used the Essence Returning.

Time slowly passed.

Yang Ping gradually found it difficult to move, but what made him excited was that this move of the Essence Returning could draw out the spirit energy of the heaven and earth, and fill the life of the pearl. If it wasn't for the fact that there were too many life defects, Ming Zhu would have woken up a long time ago.

"The Five Elements Acupuncture is really useful!"

Yang Ping was overjoyed, as if she had seen light in the darkness, and continued to use the Essence Returning. With his current strength, she was able to control the Essence Returning for around half an hour. This was an ability that she had never dared to think of before. But right now, it was far from enough.

Heal for half an hour, rest for 10 minutes, and then continue …

Who knows how many times Yang Ping had repeatedly entered into a berserk state.

Downstairs.

Zhu Xi carried the bag back, inside were some basic ingredients, she had used a lot of energy to carry the bags back, she was so tired that she almost collapsed. She sat on the sofa and panted.

This was the first time that Zhu Xi was willing to let the dignified young miss of a Qian Jin do such a thing.

However, she had no regrets, because she knew that the person upstairs was working hard to heal Ming Zhu, wanting her to wake up. Although she was rich, she couldn't help him with anything. All he could do was wait.

She put everything into the fridge and sat on the sofa, waiting.

"Ming Zhu, you'll definitely be fine. We originally agreed to travel around the world together, but we haven't finished yet." Zhu Xi clasped her hands together and prayed.

"Yang Ping, you can definitely cure the pearl, right?"

"I hope the heavens are willing to protect me. Good things will be rewarded for good people."

Zhu Xi began to believe in karma as she prayed, "If heaven were to let Ming Zhu recover her health, I, Zhu Xi, am willing to pay any price, even her life."

There was no response.

The hall was silent, seeming exceptionally calm.

Zhu Xi carried her thin shoulder as she looked up expectantly at the room on the second floor, waiting silently. Unknowingly, Zhu Xi had fought with her eyes, and then fell asleep while lying on the sofa.

One night passed.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the hall, landing on Zhu Xi's flawless, peerlessly beautiful face, her eyes snapped open, and her long eyelashes trembled.

Surprised, Zhu Xi stood up quickly and thought to herself, why am I asleep?

She looked at the time.

Fortunately, it was not too late.

Zhu Xi hastily finished washing her face and rinsed her mouth. Then, she ran into the kitchen to make breakfast, toast, congee, and some fresh small tomatoes. Following the opening of the kitchen, the chilly villa had an air of smoke and fire.

Aiya!

When Zhu Xi cut the small tomato, she accidentally got the thumb. Seeing the blood flowing out, she was so scared that her face turned pale. Ever since she was young, she was afraid of blood and almost fainted.

But the thought of the two men upstairs still fighting death was nothing.

Zhu Xi forced herself to resist the dizziness as she treated her wounds simply and continued to cook breakfast. It took a whole hour to finish the morning exercise. Looking at the three simple breakfasts on the dining table, Zhu Xi could not help but feel proud.

This is my breakfast!

Zhu Xi sighed in her heart. It turned out that the life of a little girl was not that simple. It required wisdom to cook and do business. When those rich people looked down on the toiling masses, it was actually because they looked down on themselves.

If he didn't go through it, he wouldn't know how difficult life was.

Zhu Xi held onto her injured thumb, and silently waited. But after waiting for a long time, she did not discover that Yang Ping had come down, and became suspicious in her heart, "Why are you still not coming out?

She decided to call for help.

They arrived at a room on the second floor.

Just as Zhu Xi was about to knock on the door, coincidentally, it opened, revealing Yang Ping's haggard face. The two of them looked at each other, and Zhu Xi immediately turned her head and said: "Eat …. Breakfast. "

Yang Ping nodded, walked around Zhu Xi, and went downstairs.

Zhu Xi wanted to take a look at Ming Zhu, but the door to her room was quickly closed and she was disappointed. The disappointment was that Ming Zhu did not wake up. The disappointment was that Yang Ping did not seem to care about her in the past.

For some reason, a wave of bitterness once again flowed through her heart.

Silently, she went downstairs and sat down. Zhu Xi forced out a smile and said: "I didn't do well. Let's just make do and eat. "

Yang Ping acknowledged her as he fell into deep thought.

Zhu Xi bit her lips, lowered her head and started eating. Listening to Yang Ping's soft chewing sounds, she thought to himself, if it was in the past, Yang Ping would definitely not forget to hurt her.

But now, Yang Ping's mind was filled with pearls.

"Sigh ~ ~ ~"

Zhu Xi sighed in his heart. She understood what she had missed and felt sad about it.

Suddenly, a hand extended out and picked up her injured thumb, causing Zhu Xi to feel a bit of pain.

"Be more careful next time. You won't let me do it. Look, am I hurt?" Yang Ping began to treat her wounds.

Zhu Xi looked at Yang Ping's delicate and pretty face that was seriously taking care of her wounds. Her tears fell onto the table.

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