2777: C2777 Farewell

C2777 Farewell

"Dai Hong Hua, you are too presumptuous!"

Madame Zhu made her move. She swung the Great Sun without any reason at the woman called Dai Hong, the super expert who had taken over Zhu Di's body.

When Dai Hong Hong saw Madame Zhu, her expression changed and she turned to leave. She was not a match for Madame Zhu at all, especially in her heyday.

She felt something in Madame Zhu restraining her.

Unfortunately, since Madame Zhu had made a move, she would never let her leave.

Yang Ping had never seen Madame Zhu be so fierce. He did not know about the attacking power of the Big Sun, but it affected the stability of space itself. This proved that Madame Zhu's attack must have been way beyond his imagination.

Sure enough, the great sun had smashed into Dai Hong's body, and Zhu Di's body was emitting a black mist. Under the scorching sun, Dai Hong let out a pitiful cry.

"Bitch, you dare!"

Dai Hong Hua shouted angrily.

Madame Zhu was cold and heartless, she had directly grinded Dai Hong Hua to death with the Great Sun Art, a Peerless Expert that almost made Yang Ping lose hope was killed by Madame Zhu just like that.

He felt as if he was in a dream.

Zhu Di fell to the ground. A black shadow gradually became blurry, and it was vaguely possible to see that it was an old woman. She stared at Madame Zhu, revealing an incomparably resentful gaze.

"Just you wait, I'll be back."

The shadow disappeared and Dai Hua disappeared. One of the clones she entrusted to the Death-proof Stele was destroyed by Madame Zhu, but that "I will return" made Yang Ping's heart sink to the bottom.

"Madam."

Although Yang Ping was dissatisfied with Madame Zhu, Madame Zhu still took action to protect him at the most dangerous time. Previously, Madame Zhu had said that she would not act for him, but now, she had broken her oath, which would have a huge impact on her cultivation.

The words of a saint were not to be disregarded.

"There's no need to apologize. If you still want to keep those around you alive, then come with me. " Madame Zhu didn't give Yang Ping any face as she turned around and left.

Yang Ping hesitated for a moment before dragging his heavily injured body and followed him.

Downstairs.

Madame Zhu stopped in her tracks and suddenly reached out to grab Yang Ping. Yang Ping was shocked and instinctively wanted to resist, but Madame Zhu was too fast. He could only feel something being pulled out of his body by a brute force.

Miserable screams echoed in his ears.

Madame Zhu pulled out a wisp of black mist from Yang Ping's body and crushed it. She said coldly, "You were able to withstand two of Dai Hong Hua's attacks. This proves that you are not considered trash."

"..."

Yang Ping was speechless.

Madame Zhu said coldly, "Do you think that if I break my promise to save you, I'll suffer a backlash?"

Yang Ping nodded.

Madame Zhu snorted and said, "If I hadn't come, you and the women by your side would have all died. "What day is it today?"

Yang Ping didn't understand, he didn't understand why Madame Zhu would ask this.

Madame Zhu said indifferently: "49 days after Dragon God's Day, the number of days when the seal is at its weakest is 49. The Chilly Poison in Zhu Xi's body, the overflowing sun on your body, will explode with all of its strength once the seal is broken. At that time, the two of you will definitely die. "

Yang Ping's expression changed.

That serious?

Seeing that Yang Ping did not believe her, Madame Zhu directly said, "You are Xuan Jizi's disciple. Didn't he tell you that within half a year, you must join forces with Zhu Xi. Otherwise, both of you will die."

Yang Ping finally remembered.

The old man had mentioned it at the time, but he didn't care much about it. He felt that his health was not bad, and it was getting better and better. His power level could be considered the pinnacle.

It should be far from the old man's concern. He had thought that the old man was exaggerating. Could it be true?

"Inch into your Dantian, check it yourself after you return." If you don't want to die, come find me at Hidden Treasure Pavilion. I will grant you some good fortune, and it will depend on whether or not you can obtain it. "

"Madam, why don't you say it now?"

Yang Ping couldn't help but ask.

Madame Zhu stared at him and could not help but shake her head. "If a saint were to enter, there's a high chance of death. With your strength, there's no chance of survival after entering. I'll make you think about it carefully."

Yang Ping's expression changed. The luck his wife mentioned was f * cking a dead end.

He still had to consider it carefully.

Madame Zhu spoke no more and disappeared.

Yang Ping understood that Madame Zhu would not joke around and hurried back to the apartment. He saw the floor littered with mess, sewage covered the wooden floor and the stench filled the air.

Wang Yue was still lying in the sewage, as was Zhu Di. The two girls' bodies stank. He entered the room and checked Zhu Xi's condition.

This time, Zhu Xi's fever was not only high, but it was even worse.

Yang Ping's expression became grave as he used the Five Elements Acupuncture to heal her. He discovered that the coldness in Zhu Di's body became heavier. He touched it with his palm and a layer of ice formed on top of it.

Zhu Xi frowned and shivered as she tightly wrapped herself in a blanket.

Yang Ping saw her uncomfortable look, so he quickly hugged her in his arms and gave her warmth while speaking with Zhu Xi's mouth, a transitional Qi of Top Yang.

The combination of Qi of Top Yang and Qi of Top Yin alleviated the coldness, but the effect was far worse than before. Zhu Xi opened her eyes even though the coldness had not receded.

Their eyes met.

Zhu Xi was stunned for a moment. She thought it was just a dream, but she knew it was a struggle out of instinct. Yang Ping shouted, "Don't move recklessly if you don't want to die. Let me hug you."

Zhu Xi was skeptical, but she didn't struggle.

"I just drank some wine …" As Zhu Xi recalled, it was as if she fell asleep on the sofa after being drunk. Then Wang Yue came back and carried her into the room. After that, she was unconscious.

Icy Break, Absolute Life Force.

After Yang Ping sensed the situation, his face turned serious and his body trembled. He tried his best to hold back his panic. Zhu Xi's body's transformation speed was beyond imagination. It had been normal half an hour ago, but now it had suddenly become like this.

"So cold!"

Previously, she was still resisting Yang Ping's embrace, but now, she felt that Yang Ping was very warm.

Yang Ping sighed. He knew the situation was more serious than Madame Zhu had said.

Previously, his wife did not tell him about the good fortune because her own strength was too weak. After entering, she would definitely die.

He also understood why the old man told him to definitely advance into the Subsaint for this good fortune. They were right.

"Cold …"

Zhu Xi's consciousness gradually became blurry, and she was unable to communicate.

Yang Ping's heart ached. He swore to himself that he would not let anything happen to Zhu Xi. He looked longingly at Zhu Xi's beautiful face and couldn't help but kiss it.

A cry of alarm came from the door.

Yang Ping turned his head and saw Wang Yue and Zhu Di supporting each other. Their eyes were wide open in disbelief.

The old mistress had been kissed!

After Dai Hong left, Zhu Di returned to normal. The scene before her eyes had upended all of her knowledge. The elder sister was not easy to fool. She would definitely give him a slap.

But Zhu Xi didn't move.

What was going on?

Yang Ping felt that Zhu Xi's chance of survival was getting worse and worse. If this carried on, she would definitely die. He hardened his heart and fiercely kissed Zhu Xi's mouth.

Zhu Di shouted and wanted to stop him, but Wang Yue stopped her.

Wang Yue pulled Zhu Di away.

She sensed that something was wrong. When she woke up, the apartment had been turned into a rubbish dump.

Wang Yue was no ordinary person, and gradually came to know that the Jianghu People's attack power was extremely terrifying.

I hope nothing happens.

Wang Yue muttered to herself with a worried look on her face.

In the room.

Even he himself felt that what Yang Ping had done was crazy. He transferred his vital yang energy to Zhu Xi. He did not manage to save even the slightest bit of it.

The transition was complete.

Yang Ping stood up and walked towards the door.

His face was pale and he was walking shakily. Wang Yue wanted to say something, but she stopped herself in the end.

"Don't tell her I came, if you can."

Yang Ping walked to the door and whispered.

Wang Yue hastily asked, "Where are you going?"

Yang Ping laughed and revealed a lonely expression. He walked out of the apartment and quickly disappeared into the dark night. For some reason, when Wang Yue saw Yang Ping's background, a bad premonition welled up in her heart.

It was as if he would never come back after he left.

"Yang Ping!"

Wang Yue shouted as she dashed out the door.

No response!

Only darkness floated beneath the night sky.1

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