1247: C1247 Small Target

C1247 Small Target

The moment he saw the purple-gold coffin, his entire body began to shake. He didn't dare to confirm it, because once he did, he couldn't believe whether he could withstand it or not.

Even though he had said he would cut him in half.

But she had loved him.

He could not imagine what Yang Ping would be like after she died. He stared at the coffin in a daze, hesitated a bit, then went to the side of the grave and reached out to touch it.

As he opened the coffin, the gap was filled with bright lights and the pain made his eyes shut. He could not help but shut his eyes. He subconsciously did not dare to look.

The light faded.

After a long while, she opened up half of her eyes and glanced around. Yang Ping was stunned, and then, with an ecstatic feeling in her heart, she roared: "I knew it would be fine. Zhu Xi, you will be fine. "

The purple gold coffin was very beautiful, but Zhu Xi was not inside.

The absence of a corpse meant that there was still a chance for him to survive.

Zhu Xi did not die.

Yang Ping was sure that nothing had happened to her. She had at most been kidnapped, and as for who was able to kidnap an expert with nine Yin Qi inside their body, that must be an extremely strong Ranker who could do it silently. He thought of the North Heavenly King, the old man who thought of Green Hill Cemetery, the Headmaster Qu, and even Land of Dark.

But all of them.

Heavenly King Realm experts did not need to kidnap people of such low level. As for Headmaster Qu, she had no motive to do it, and although Land of Dark experts were not bad, Yang Ping was confident that she could detect that not a single one of them could completely avoid his senses after entering the Dragon City.

When the old man from the Green Hill Cemetery said that Zhu Xi was dead, Yang Ping believed without a doubt, because the other party's cultivation realm far exceeded his, but right now, he was holding a doubtful attitude.

Lost a memory.

He felt indistinctly angry himself, but the reason for his anger and the consequences of his anger was not known, as if it had been forcibly cut off. Yang Ping's heart was filled with rage, and it felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Forget it, let's find Zhu Xi first."

Yang Ping left the Green Hill Cemetery and returned to the Hidden Treasure Pavilion. Seeing Ming Zhu standing at the doorway, looking up with eyes filled with worry and concern, Yang Ping felt a warm feeling in her heart. At least, there would be people who would care about him in times of danger.

Having been an orphan since young, Yang Ping had learned the techniques of Immortal Medicine Sect and trained herself in the army. Until now, when she had achieved success and become famous, she had rarely received any warmth from others.

So it was obviously very important to him.

"Are you alright?"

Ming Zhu pulled Yang Ping's hand and asked worriedly.

Yang Ping shook her head and laughed: "How could anything happen to me?

"All you know is how to boast." Ming Zhu forced a smile.

As the two of them walked into the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, Ming Zhu couldn't resist the urge to ask. Yang Ping seemed to have never gone to the Green Hill Cemetery before, so it became very normal.

In the next day, the Dragon City became even more normal. There were almost no martial arts experts on the streets, and the super powers lurking in the shadows seemed to have heard the rumours and kept a low profile.

Yang Ping watched movies, shopped, and even watched the sunset with Ming Zhu at Luo River Bank.

On the contrary, this state caused Ming Zhu to feel very uneasy.

She realized that she couldn't see through Yang Ping's thoughts now. Before, with just a glance, with just a movement, she could guess what Yang Ping was thinking, whether she was happy, and whether she needed to care and comfort her. But now, she couldn't understand it at all.

This was the most terrifying aspect of it.

Ming Zhu's worry finally happened. Luo River Bank laid in Yang Ping's embrace, asking about the familiar entrancing aura. They couldn't help but ask: "Yang Ping, are you disgusted with me?"

Yang Ping was startled, then asked: "No, what's wrong with you? Seeing that your complexion isn't good, are you feeling unwell? "

Ming Zhu shook her head and bitterly said, "I'm very afraid of you like this. Although you won't say it, I feel that you've changed quite a bit. After coming back yesterday, your body's aura is different from before." He held his arms tightly, afraid of losing them, and said softly, "I don't know if I will have the courage to live after losing you. Yang Ping, please don't leave me, okay? "

Yang Ping caressed Ming Zhu's head, laughing uncontrollably: "Idiot, why would I leave you."

"But …" Ming Zhu wanted to say something, but hesitated. She lowered her head and softly said, "Aren't you worried that I'm hiding something from you?"

Yang Ping shook her head, looked at Ming Zhu with deep emotion, and gently replied: "I know you won't harm me. Ming Zhu, don't think too much about it. The person I love the most in this life is you. I'm sure you have something to hide from me, but I won't force you to answer because I don't want to see you in trouble. "

Ming Zhu cried.

Hearing Yang Ping's words, she felt incredibly happy for the first time. Loving a person was not to possess, but to make him happy. After thinking about it, she still felt that it was necessary to tell Yang Ping. Although it went against Zhu Xi's wishes, it would be better to just let it hurt more than to let it hurt more.

"Zhu Xi is dead." Ming Zhu suddenly said solemnly, her expression very nervous.

"I know." Unexpectedly, Yang Ping didn't scold him, and instead said tenderly, "I even knew you were buried in Green Hill Cemetery. "You're worried that I'll feel bad after I find out, aren't you?"

Ming Zhu nodded and looked at him numbly.

I never thought that he would already know Zhu Xi's ending, but that's not right. Why did Yang Ping seem so calm, it didn't seem like being sad at all. Ming Zhu's heart was filled with doubts. Could it be that he was overly sorrowful? Could it be that her personality had drastically changed? She couldn't help but worry about his condition, and she could not help but ask, "Sorry, I was unable to protect her …"

Yang Ping heaved a sigh of relief and shook her head: "You've already done your best. Even though I don't know what happened at that time, it's not important, because I'm certain that Zhu Xi is not dead, and was even hiding within the Dragon City."

Ming Zhu opened her mouth wide.

After recounting the matter of her Green Hill Cemetery and her memories, Yang Ping said in a serious tone, "I suspect that other than the Headmaster Qu, there are also some other powerful experts. They are all waiting for an opportunity, a chance for me to make a mistake."

Ming Zhu bitterly smiled and said, "Perhaps they are afraid of you."

Yang Ping did not reply. Her eyes shone as she chuckled, "We will know the answer tonight. I hope those people do not disappoint me."

It was not clear what Yang Ping meant, but Ming Zhu would unconditionally support him.

At night.

After letting Ming Zhu go to sleep, Yang Ping sat at the door and smoked while the Spiritual Force was released to envelop Dragon City. As the lanterns lit up, the Dragon City became quiet and beautiful. The bright moon in the sky, the bright moonlight fell on her body, as if she was a lover narrating her love.

"He hasn't appeared yet."

Yang Ping thought, tonight was her last chance, the person hiding behind the scenes would definitely appear.

But the night was quiet.

He had waited the entire night for nothing.

When dawn arrived, the Spiritual Force was at its most relaxed. Yang Ping stared at the outskirts of the city, and revealed a dense and cold smile, as she thought to herself, in the end, she still couldn't resist and made her move. I want to see, even if I'm not Lord of Dragon City, I'll let you all know how powerful I am.

It was the darkest time before dawn.

Yang Ping saw an old man who was coughing all the way, walking unsteadily towards the city gate, just like a normal person.

But upon closer inspection, the old man was very strange.

One step at a time.

Very powerful.

Yang Ping's eyes flashed, and she laughed coldly: "It won't take much effort if you want it."2

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