2376: C2376 Nong Xiong

C2376 Nong Xiong

Zhen Ying's expression was extremely serious, and she was on full alert. Zhu Yan did not emit any dangerous aura, but because of this, Zhen Ying's heart was filled with fear and she was extremely focused.

Zhu Yan casually walked over and sat on the sofa. His palm was only one cup away from Leng Xue's head. He picked up the other cup and smiled, "You guys don't have to worry at all. If I were to kill someone, I wouldn't sit down and have a good chat right now. "He looked at Zhen Ying with great interest and asked with a smile," Isn't that so?

Zhu Xi said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Zhu Yan revealed a complicated expression and said, "You are my daughter. I came to see my daughter, is there something wrong with that?"

Zhu Xi sneered and snorted, "We have already broken off all relations. I don't want to be your tool in the future. So, I don't want to see you. "

Zhu Yan could feel his daughter's coldness. He sighed in his heart and shook his head, "Blood is thicker than water. "My daughter, you don't understand father's painstaking efforts. Everything I do is for you."

Zhu Xi said impatiently, "I don't care, but I don't want to see you right now."

Zhu Yan frowned in pain and remained silent. He tapped his fingers on the table as if he was making a decision. The atmosphere in the living room was extremely tense. Zhen Ying was ready to fight to the death. She had to protect everyone.

Yang Ping sat quietly on the stool. His eyes were terrifyingly calm, making people unable to see through him.

After a moment of silence, Zhu Yan broke the silence and looked at Yang Ping, saying, "Undeniably, your ability is far beyond my expectations. "Yang Ping, you're the most promising young man I've ever met. I'll ask you now, are you willing to follow me?"

And then, it meant submission!

He needed an obedient son-in-law, a son-in-law he could control, and a son-in-law that could help him greatly, but Yang Ping obviously did not. Not only could he not help him, but he could also destroy his plan.

Therefore, Zhu Yan had to conquer Yang Ping.

The two of them looked at each other, while Zhu Xi clenched her fists, feeling inexplicably nervous. She hoped that Yang Ping and her dad could be on good terms, at least not with each other. But was Yang Ping the type of man to submit to others?

When she saw Yang Ping's calm smile, Zhu Xi understood. Although she was disappointed, she was more happy.

Zhu Yan naturally saw through Yang Ping's intention. With a bitter smile, he slowly got up and said, "Daughter, I hope that you can be happy as a father. I'm leaving now. You must take good care of your body." After which, he walked towards the door.

All the pressure instantly vanished.

Zhen Ying heaved a sigh of relief, secretly rejoicing at the fact that the spiritual pressure that Zhu Yan had given him was simply too enormous. Every move of his carried with it a monstrous pressure that made it difficult for her to breathe. As Sorrowful to a Ghost's last disciple, other than his master who obviously surpassed Zhu Yan, no one else could compare to Sorrowful to a Ghost's other juniors.

From this, it could be seen that Zhu Yan's strength was infinitely close to that of his master. It was hard to imagine that such a powerful person could appear in such a small Dragon City.

"Be careful!"

When Zhen Ying loosened her grip, a sense of crisis gushed out from her heart, and an icy cold aura smashed down. Just as she was about to block Duan Ling Tian, she received a palm strike to her chest. Zhen Ying was sent flying, rolling on the ground, unable to recover from her injuries.

Zhu Xi was horrified to see that the one who had attacked her was her father who was preparing to leave. She didn't know when he had turned back and heavily injured Zhen Ying. He stood on the sofa with his black hair fluttering in the wind, emitting a devilish aura.

Yang Ping's eyes were full of killing intent as he stared at Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan said indifferently: "There is only one way for those who do not submit to me. That was death. "Yang Ping, if you want to blame something, blame it on your bad luck."

He raised his hand and smacked Yang Ping's head.

Yang Ping looked at Zhu Yan coldly and ignored his palm. Since he was going to die under Zhu Yan's palm, he did not show any fear and remained calm. In the nick of time, Zhu Yan frowned, his palm froze in the air and he said unhappily, "Get out of the way!"

Zhu Xi rushed forward and used her body to block Yang Ping as she stubbornly said, "If he dies, then kill him along with me."

Zhu Yan's pupils were filled with the flames of anger. His eyes were conflicted as he said in a deep voice, "If you don't move away, I'll kill you too."

Zhu Xi raised her proud head and sneered, "If worst comes to worst, I'll die."

Zhu Yan was furious. His daughter not only opposed him, but also used her life to protect other men, making him go crazy with jealousy. He said in a stern voice: "Yang Ping, if you are a man, don't hide behind a woman."

Zhu Xi interrupted, "I volunteered."

Zhu Yan looked at his daughter's disappointing appearance. For an outsider, she actually stood in front of him and did not know what was good for her. He slapped Zhu Xi's face and scolded, "Look at yourself, you're embarrassing yourself!"

Pow!

Zhu Xi rolled on the ground with her face red. Her delicate body trembled as she looked at Zhu Yan coldly.

Zhu Yan's heart ached. He looked at the red mark on his daughter's face and felt angry, but at the same time, he also felt sad. Is this the daughter that he taught? He was not angry at his daughter for offending him, but for protecting him even though he knew Yang Ping had to die.

Zhu Yan felt unwell as he had the illusion that he was being betrayed.

Yang Ping's heart was set ablaze from the severe injury of Zhen Ying and the slap of Zhu Xi. But he could not be anxious. He needed to gather his strength slowly and replenish the energy that was used up. He needed time. A cup of tea was enough.

Unfortunately, Zhu Yan wouldn't give him the chance. He had long seen through Yang Ping's lack of residual strength and couldn't miss out on a good opportunity to kill.

Thus, Zhu Yan drew his sword and stabbed Yang Ping in the forehead.

When this sword was unleashed, it was the strongest ten thousand sword technique, low rank Earth Realm Ancient Martial Arts, and after it was sent back to the sect, countless sword energies erupted from the body and fused into a sword. As the sword flew over, the entire world fell into silence.

Zhu Yan was merciless and was determined to kill Yang Ping.

Lili and Zhen Ying paled. They wanted to stop him, but it was too late. They could only watch helplessly as the longsword pierced through the center of Yang Ping's eyebrows. Zhu Yan's expression was cold as he attacked without any fireworks.

Yang Ping felt the power of Zhu Yan's sword and lamented in his heart. He did not use his full strength in the previous battle in the parking lot. This time, it was a real killing move.

Amidst the sword qi, a strong wind blew his clothes close to his skin, leaving only Zhu Yan's sword in Yang Ping's pupils.

Zhu Yan's face was devoid of emotion.

Just when the two girls thought that Yang Ping was about to die, a sudden change occurred. Zhu Yan roared. He threw away the sword in his hand, held his head and screamed in pain. Yang Ping's eyes were bleeding, and fresh blood flowed down from his cheeks. It was a shocking sight to behold.

BOOM!

Zhu Yan slammed the door open and ran away.

Before Zhen Ying and Zhu Xi could wake up from their grief, the battle was already over. With victory in hand, Zhu Yan smashed open the door and left. Yang Ping was still calmly sitting on the chair, his body covered in blood.

"Yang Ping, are you alright?" Zhen Ying rushed over and said worriedly. Zhu Xi wanted to say something but hesitated, seemingly concerned. However, she felt embarrassed to open her mouth. She bit her lips and silently observed Yang Ping.

Cough cough.

Yang Ping coughed up blood and raised his hand to stop Zhen Ying from hugging him. He gasped for breath and said, "I'm fine. I need to rest properly."

He struggled to his feet and walked into the room.

In the living room, Zhen Ying and Zhu Xi looked at each other in dismay, waiting helplessly. They didn't know how serious Yang Ping's injury was, since he said it was nothing, they could only believe him. On the sofa, Zhang Xuan slowly woke up. It was probably because he had lost too much blood that he felt weak all over.

"Senior apprentice-brother Coldblood." Zhen Ying exclaimed in surprise, "You're awake! Are you hungry?"

Cold Blood's vision returned to normal. He could clearly see the face that Junior Sister was concerned about. Warmth filled his heart as he caressed her small head and said, "I'm not hungry. What was going on? Am I not going to die? "

Zhen Ying sighed and told him everything that had happened after he had fainted.

Zhu Xi silently looked at the room, not in the mood to chat with the two. No one knew what she was thinking about. Zhen Ying bit her lips and said painfully, "Sister Zhu Xi, you must be very sad."

Leng Xue nodded his head, and said: "Zhu Yan, is a formidable character, before we came here, no one had talked about it, but the person who hid the most is Zhu Yan, his strength is probably at the Ninth Level Stage, unless the Hidden Treasure Pavilion makes a move, no one will be his opponent."

Zhen Ying's face changed and she cried out, "That powerful?"

Leng Xue nodded silently and sighed, "Although I don't know what Yang Ping did to make Zhu Yan retreat, but the price he paid is definitely not small."1

Zhu Xi's pupils constricted as her heart trembled.

After Yang Ping entered the room, it was quiet and the depressing atmosphere made it difficult to breathe. Zhu Xi really wanted to go in and ask, but she put down her pride and could only wait outside. Zhen Ying was about to enter when she was stopped by Zhu Xi's gaze.

I hope everything is all right. Zhu Xi prayed silently.

Zhu Family, Seaside Villa.

When Zhu Yan returned home, he roughly pushed aside the manager who came to report the matter and coldly said, "Scram!"

The supervisor was so scared that he knelt on the ground while shivering. He only dared to stand up when Zhu Yan left. He revealed a terrified expression. Just now, the Patriarch's expression was exceptionally ferocious, and the aura he emitted could freeze his soul.

Zhu Yan came to the secret room and sat on the ice bed. Cold air came out from under the bed and entered his pores. His eyes were bleeding, and a berserk Spiritual Force tried to control his body.

Such a tyrannical spirit, such a terrifying gaze!

Zhu Yan thought of Huafu Apartment. If he didn't feel danger ahead of time and closed his eyes, he probably would have been heavily injured in that instant. However, the Spiritual Force still entered his mind and continued to wreak havoc.

Slowly recuperating, the ice bed had the function of calming the mind. Zhu Yan cultivated here all year round, with twice the results with half the effort. Very quickly, his mind became calm, and his expression turned from savage to peaceful. He became a handsome man.

"Yang Ping, you've caused me trouble after trouble. One day, I'll definitely kill you." Zhu Yan cursed.

No one else, not even Zhu Xi, knew the reason he was going to kill Yang Ping. Only he knew that Yang Ping had to die, and it had nothing to do with anything else. He simply wanted him dead.

"I won't let you become the Dragon God Competition Champion!" Zhu Yan squinted and shot out a cold light. The cold aura on his body was even more terrifying than the Ten Thousand Year Freezing Ice.

After leaving the secret room, Zhu Xi came to the main hall. Seeing someone drinking tea leisurely, she frowned and said unhappily, "Augustine, this is the second time you came here uninvited. Do you think I don't dare to kill you?"

Augustine chuckled, stood up and bowed politely: "Respected Mr. Zhu, there is a phrase in China called 'friends from afar', isn't that nice? Why are you refusing to open the door to a friend who has come to your doorstep? "

Zhu Yan said faintly, "The difference between the two is not due to the circumstances."

Augustine sighed and said regretfully, "Mr. Zhu, you know our sincerity. You can only achieve your desire by working with us. "Therefore, I hope that Mr. Zhu can consider this well."

Zhu Yan sneered and waved his hand, "No need. Even though I am vicious, my Zhu Family has never done anything to betray the nation. "What do you see on the wall?"

Augustine saw an old photo on the wall. On it was a black-and-white photo of four young men wearing military uniforms and carrying rifles. Their expressions were firm and they exuded a lifelong awareness of fighting for the Communist cause.

"Do you understand?" Zhu Yan said indifferently.

Augustine shrugged, pointed at the photo and clicked his tongue, "I still don't understand what you mean, but your grandpa was quite handsome back then."

Zhu Yan sneered and said proudly, "I have the blood of a soldier on me. I can't sell my country."

Augustine squinted his eyes and the corner of his mouth slightly curled. He knew that he couldn't persuade Zhu Yan's firm expression, so he shrugged and said, "Alright then, I'm sorry that I am unable to cooperate with you. But I have good news for Mr. Zhu. "

Zhu Yan grunted, "I'm afraid it's not good news."

Augustine chuckled, "Of course it's good news. Mr. Zhu, I heard that Prince Bell has come to Dragon City. Regarding your use of Wang Teng, Prince Bell is very angry. So, I hope that you can pay attention when you sleep these few days. "

Zhu Yan felt a chill in his heart.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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