2879: C2879 Cold and Embracing

C2879 Cold and Embracing

Who else!

Yang Ping roared. His eyes were glowing with a golden light and his killing intent caused the entire street to fall into a deathly silence. At this moment, no one dared to step out.

All the experts, including the Saints, were suppressed by this invincible imposing aura, even giving them the illusion. In the near future, Yang Ping would become an invincible Devil King.

Countless people had been killed, and the world was filled with grief and sorrow.

At this moment, Yang Ping's heart seemed to have returned to the mode of killing, surpassing the darkness in his body and completely suppressing it.

Other than Gu Ning, who was kneeling on the floor feeling incomparably humiliated, the others chose to remain silent.

Noticing that no one appeared, Yang Ping didn't stop and rushed into the darkness to fight. Those who were secretly observing to get lucky were all shaken to the point where they were like chickens flying and dogs jumping.

"He's crazy!"

Someone was screaming miserably. There was a saint in this location. He was hiding in the darkness, blending in with the crowd. There was almost no trace of him. He was a saint skilled in concealment, yet he was scared to the point of running away. However, the subordinate experts beside him weren't so lucky.

Yang Ping pounced like a wolf and tigers, directly tearing apart two Subsaint experts.

The dark was dyed red by the bloody mist.

Yang Ping was covered in blood like a demon king. He walked out of the street and looked around coldly.

Sou sou sou!

Everyone left as they were afraid that they would be targeted. It was not wise to provoke Yang Ping who had gone mad at this moment. Thirty-six strategies were in order.

When everyone left, the corner of Gu Ning's mouth turned bitter. He secretly cursed himself for being an idiot. Why did he come out now? If he knew earlier, he would have asked about Yang Ping's true strength first.

He had already felt Yang Ping's terror, but the Sage had his own dignity and felt that he was invincible. let alone a kid with Ninth Level Stage.

In the end, he failed.

Yang Ping walked to the side of Ming Zhu and stared at Gu Ning with a cold gaze.

Wu Tie's expression changed as he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't force me. If I release my Saint Domain, you will die miserably. At worst, both of us will just die together." After kneeling down, he felt that this was the shame of his entire life. The most important thing right now was to leave this place alive and prove to Yang Ping's death outside the Dragon City.

Zhu Xi was still there. Her pretty face was pale and her delicate body was trembling. The look in her eyes when she looked at Yang Ping had not returned to normal. She was frightened by Yang Ping's madness and bloodshed.

Ming Zhu was quietly lying there, as if she was in deep sleep.

After weighing the pros and cons, Yang Ping knew that the two girls were here. If he forced them too hard, it might cause them a great deal of damage. He said coldly, "Scram."

Gu Ning was furious and shouted, "Don't push me too far! I am a saint!"

Yang Ping said, "Do you want to die?"

Gu Ning's expression changed drastically. His facial expression was distorted and extremely good-looking. He took a deep breath and dragged his heavily injured body into the darkness. He could release Saint Domain and kill Yang Ping, but he would be tangled for a long time and give up in the end.

He couldn't bear to die.

So he endured humiliation.

"Just you wait. One day, I will make you regret what you did today. I will make you wish you were dead." Gu Ning walked into the darkness of the heart of the endless killing intent towards Yang Ping.

"This is a saint."

Yang Ping's cold voice came from behind, almost causing Gu Ning to fall to the ground.

Gu Ning spat out a mouthful of blood and glared at Yang Ping. Then, he quickly disappeared into the darkness. He did not dare to stay here any longer. Every minute and every second was torturous.

"Yang Ping …"

Zhu Xi tried her best to resist her fear. She felt that Yang Ping seemed to have returned to normal and asked probingly.

Yang Ping smiled miserably, sighed and said, "Let's go back first." With that, he picked up the pearl and the three of them left together. From start to finish, no one dared to stop them, or it could be said that from now on, Yang Ping was the demon king of the Dragon City and no one could afford to offend him.

On this day, Yang Ping was truly famous. He was no longer the weakest Dragon City Protector God in history, because he had killed two Saints and also made a Sage kneel before him.

This was something that even Madame Zhu couldn't do.

But Yang Ping completed it.

He did not feel the excitement after he succeeded, nor did he immediately find a place to familiarize himself with the Body of Top Yang's secret.

With his medical skills, he knew that the pearl would not be saved.

He hugged her tightly and called out to her, wanting to wake her up. Unfortunately, the pearl seemed to have been asleep for a century, never waking up.

Zhu Xi stood off to the side, tears streaming down her face. She, who had always been so strong, could no longer hold back her grief.

They walked on the ice-cold street. Yang Ping raised his head and looked at the sky, feeling disheartened. Was this the fate of the Heaven Destroyer, the lone star? Those who cared about him died one by one and no longer existed.

This was his life!

The old man had once said that it had finally become a reality. Yang Ping thought that if he was optimistic about the world and looked positively at the setbacks in life, everything would be fine. At the very least, it would develop in a good direction.

But no.

The heavens seemed to be making a big joke. In Dragon City, he had met Zhang Rong, met Sunn Wangyue, and even met Tao Chengxi. There were many female friends, and his relationship with Zhu Xizhu, and his relationship with Yu Shanshan, were all precious treasures that the Dragon City had obtained.

But now that he had lost everything, he could only look on helplessly.

In the dark sky, there was a large star that was exceptionally bright. It was brighter than the surrounding stars, but Yang Ping felt that it was very lonely, just like him now.

Where would they go in the night sky?

All he wanted to do was to find a place to treat Ming Zhu. Suddenly, he discovered that after staying in Dragon City for so many months, he didn't even have a place to stay.

Where is my home?

Confused, Yang Ping looked around and sighed helplessly.

Zhu Xi felt Yang Ping's sadness. She followed him for more than ten kilometers and walked aimlessly. Her high heels were broken, so she gritted her teeth and followed. She also felt lonely and scared, as if she had to follow Yang Ping in order to find a normal form of interpersonal communication in the cold Dragon City relationship.

Other people were just exchanging benefits.

That's all.

They all felt very cold.

However, they didn't embrace each other to keep warm. Originally, there was a chance, but it was a pity that they missed it.

Zhu Xi bit her lips. She really wanted to tell Yang Ping that she wasn't alone with him. However, when she saw the pearl lying quietly in Yang Ping's arms, she fell into a long silence.

They arrived at the familiar bank of the Luo River river.

Leaning on the railing, Yang Ping held Ming Zhu and felt her body getting colder and colder, but he had no choice, because the Five Elements Acupuncture was overdrawn, so Ming Zhu did not look like she had any injuries, but her life force was completely overdrawn.

How could he save them?0

Yang Ping secretly hated himself for his poor medical skills. If the old man didn't bring Ming Zhu back to the Dragon City for some strange reason, what mysterious masked man would have ended up with this?

He angrily dialed the old man's number.

The phone was not turned off.

But no one answered for a long time.

Half a minute later.

The phone finally connected. Yang Ping gnashed his teeth and cursed: "You old bastard, you must be proud now. Something happened to Ming Zhu. You better come over here now and die!"

The old man said nothing.

Yang Ping frowned and wanted to scold him, but he was his master after all, so he couldn't bear to do so. Moreover, it seemed like the old man was silent. This was rare, perhaps he was also sad.

How could the old man be happy when something happened to Ming Zhu?

Sighing, Yang Ping tried to comfort her. Just as he was about to speak, a sparse voice came from the other end of the phone.

A woman was screaming, and then the old man's long breath, as if he were enjoying himself.

Yang Ping's forehead was filled with rage and his face was flushed red. Obviously, he was on the verge of going berserk.

This old bastard, I thought he was guilty of not speaking. Damn it, he's actually doing that shameless thing with a girl, he must have spent a lot of money!

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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