2011: C2011 Iron Law

C2011 Iron Law

I don't know you well.

Tea.

He had to pay.

Yang Ping lifted her teacup and calmly looked at the Desolate Devil. The terrifying thing that even frightened Murong Hua but he did not feel much from it.

Was the Desolate Devil very strong?

Yang Ping did not know, but she was a little doubtful, because in his eyes, Desolate Devil was no longer a human but a body full of grievances. Lines after lines came from all directions, continuously bringing in resentment, and continuously increasing his strength.

He had even seen the Desolate Devil trying to tie a red thread around Murong Yan's body in order to devour the energy in her body, or in other words, the heaven opposing energy.

Desolate Devil never thought that there would be someone who dared to contradict him. Not only was he not angry, he was actually excited.

He sighed and sat across from Yang Ping, curiously sizing him up.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The Desolate Devil said in an astonished tone: "I don't think we have ever met before, judging from your age of bones, you aren't over thirty years old yet. You are able to resist my bewitchment, and your strength should be not bad.

Yang Ping laughed: "Thank you for your praise."

Desolate Devil raised his head and looked towards the sky. In the depths of the wasteland, he revealed a look of deep thought and said softly: "I haven't heard anyone speak for a long time."

Yang Ping replied: "Understood."

He truly understood that because he was at the level of the Desolate Devil, everything was his property. Would you even talk to a pig?

Of course not.

This was because it was simply too difficult for Desolate Devil to find life forms of the same level within the Cloud Realm.

Maybe.

The Longevity Ancestor, an absolute warrior, should have the qualifications to chat with him. Unfortunately, the Desolate Devil was not stupid, standing in front of this group of people, he only had one result, and that was being sealed again.

Yang Ping's appearance, was a pleasant surprise to the Desolate Devil.

At the very least, he felt that the other party was qualified to chat with him.

After that?

Swallow.

It was a very simple logic, a very clear prediction, and it was in line with normal thinking.

The Desolate Devil felt that he just didn't want the game to become too simple. Humans could also create all sorts of ways to eat, add ingredients, and cook in all kinds of ways to make the food more diverse and delicious.

He felt that there should be a tone in devouring humans.

"Talk?"

Desolate Devil was not in a hurry to kill Yang Ping. Holding the teacup in front of him, she smiled, "Why don't we play a game? If you win, I will let go of one of you.

Yang Ping nodded and said, "Not bad."

"Play what?"

The Desolate Devil looked into Yang Ping's eyes, and when she realized that Yang Ping was not afraid at all, she became even more surprised, thinking that he was not simple, "You can set the rules for the game."

Yang Ping looked at Murong Yan and asked: "What kind of game do you know how to play?"

Murong Yan was stunned, then immediately shook her head and said with embarrassment: "I don't know anything."

Desolate Devil did not say a word.

He stared at Yang Ping and fell into deep thought.

Yang Ping was too calm, much calmer than herself. Even as a Desolate Devil, she was still afraid of something, such as instantly swallowing the Qingming Town, which would very likely trigger the thing left behind by a clan that defied the heavens. He did not believe that the person who sealed him and did not kill him back then, had never thought about this.

Desolate Devil was a lot more afraid.

Yang Ping rubbed her temples and her eyes lit up as she laughed: "I got it, Yan, go buy me a ball. Shopkeeper, please bring three bowls over."

Murong Yan stood up and went to buy things on the streets.

The shopkeeper was panicking. When he saw his old master dead on the street, his body trembled uncontrollably. The murderer was like a boorish man in front of him, forcing himself to bring three bowls over.

Lu Ge who was on the street raised his head, stared at Desolate Devil and roared: "You are the murderer?"

Desolate Devil turned his head, looked at Lu Ge, and shrugged: "You should be thanking me, I almost ate you just now."

Lu Ge's face was filled with resentment as he gritted his teeth and said, "I want to avenge father."

A strong sense of resentment welled up from his body.

Yang Ping saw that a red line above Lu Ge's head had turned black, her life force flowed along the rope and entered Desolate Devil's body, he filled a big bowl with water and poured it all over his.

The water seemed to fall on the rope unwittingly.

Pow!

The rope connection between the Desolate Devil and Lu Ge was broken.

Desolate Devil's face did not change as he smiled even more happily.

Interesting.

How interesting.

The fact that Yang Ping was able to cut off the link between him and the food showed that his eyesight was extremely good. If he was unable to see it, it would only disappoint Desolate Devil.

Desolate Devil realised that after leaving the seal this time, the outside world became more and more interesting.

Lu Ge pounced towards Desolate Devil.

He displayed the power of an Sky Sovereign and a green light appeared in the sky. When it was placed on his body, he placed his hands together and formed a simple seal.

Desolate Devil was too lazy to look.

Murong Hua appeared beside Lu Ge, blocked his attack, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be rash."

Lu Ge said angrily: "He killed my father. You told me not to be impulsive, do you know what you're saying?"

Murong Hua's expression became grave, and said in a low voice: "Don't enrage him. If you anger him, his Qingming Town would be destroyed. "

Lu Ge sneered, he did not believe in what was happening.

He continued his attack.

He felt that Murong Hua, this old man, was very evil, and actually stopped him from taking revenge.

Lu Ge pushed Murong Hua away and unleashed a palm strike.

Boom!

Desolate Devil casually grabbed and crushed his palm lightning. Under Lu Ge's terrified gaze, he grabbed his neck and was about to kill him.

Lu Ge saw the summons of death.

Terrified.

He could not even see how the Desolate Devil made his move.

Separated by a void, yet Desolate Devil ignored the distance of space and pinched his throat, Lu Ge felt that as long as Desolate Devil was willing, he could easily kill him.

He panicked.

Yang Ping shook her head and said helplessly: "I haven't even started to gamble yet, I can't kill people."

Desolate Devil hesitated and felt that it was true as well.

He felt that his state of mind was not good enough and sincerely said, "Thank you for your reminder. I almost broke the rule."

Yang Ping laughed: "You'll have to thank me later."

Desolate Devil did not think so.

Murong Yan bought a ball and placed it in front of Yang Ping. She asked curiously: "Since you've bought everything, what are you betting on?"

Desolate Devil was also very curious.

Yang Ping covered up the three bowls, placed a ball inside and said: "Let's have a bet on luck. How about this, don't use any power of laws, and guess which bowl the ball is in?"

Desolate Devil said in surprise: "Do you really not know, even if you do not use any power, just by relying on my talent, I can casually take a look at three bowls."

Yang Ping shrugged, "Let's try it out first."

Desolate Devil grinned and said: "That's right, let's try it first. I'm getting more and more curious about you."

Yang Ping sighed: "Curiosity will kill people, you better not be interested in me."

Desolate Devil laughed and shouted, "You sure have a big mouth. You're even more arrogant than me."

Yang Ping thought for a moment, then nodded: "To be honest, my origins are even greater than yours."

Desolate Devil did not comment.

Inside the Cloud Realm, it was not that there were none, but it was definitely not the Yang Ping in front of him.

The game began.

The ball spun back and forth between the three bowls.

Yang Ping stopped moving and asked: "That bowl?"

Desolate Devil squinted, his gaze moved between the three bowls. He was surprised to find that he couldn't see through them.

He pointed at any one of them.0

Yang Ping opened it.

The result was not.

"You lost."

Yang Ping smiled.

The Desolate Devil shrugged and grabbed towards Lu Ge. With a bang, Lu Ge died a miserable death, his body could not even be found, the blood mist that filled the sky, the stench of blood made the citizens of Qingming Town panic.

Desolate Devil laughed: "Sorry, I'm not used to losing, so you better let me win. If I lose again, everyone in Qingming Town will die."

Yang Ping stared at Desolate Devil, her expression calm, and said indifferently: "Truth be told, you don't even follow the most basic rules of the game, no wonder you were suppressed by others."

Desolate Devil squinted.

Yang Ping took out a small ball from her pocket and sighed, "Actually, if you keep gambling, you will always lose. The balls are not in the bowl, so it's no use guessing any of them. "

Desolate Devil was displeased: "You lied to me?"

Yang Ping laughed: "I am not lying to you, it is just that you are very stupid."

Desolate Devil was furious and threatened: "You are forcing me to kill you!"

Yang Ping's face turned serious, and said sternly: "Since we already made the bet, we have to follow the rules, and since you have violated the rules, you should be punished."

In his mind he saw the two children on both sides of the chessboard.

Yang Ping took a deep breath, and under Desolate Devil's disdainful expression, she reached towards the sky.

The rope ends in all directions were all snapped with this grab.

Rules are rules.

The iron law was the iron law.

It couldn't be broken.

Otherwise, people would die.

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