2881: C2881 Tear

C2881 Tear

When everyone thought that this was the best time to deal with Yang Ping and before he had fully grown, killing him would prevent an invincible character from appearing.

But Dao Zun didn't think so!

Dao Zun was waiting for Yang Ping to grow. There would always be a time when he would have a weakness. Right now, it couldn't be considered a weakness because Yang Ping's anger will make him stronger and stronger.

Therefore, Dao Zun could bear with it.

All of this was within Dao Zun's calculations.

The mysterious man whispered, "In this world, Dao Zun is the only one. These families and Holy Lands are nothing but chess pieces for Dao Zun." If someone was here, they would definitely be terrified, because the ability the illusion displayed was actually a concealment technique that only appeared in the Saint Stage.

Saints were not allowed in the Dragon City.

However, since the illusion could be obtained, it could be seen how terrifying Dao Zun was. He could make a hole in the Dragon City's defensive array and send in a true saint.

The shadow disappeared, but his cold, almost heartless words echoed in the dark night.

Bay Area.

Of course, Yang Ping wasn't in the mood to think about it. But because of the existence of the Yun Province Teacher Academy, it caused the surrounding houses to become very expensive, so the Bay Area belonged to the villa district. Each villa was at least worth thirty million.

In this period of time, Zhu Xi displayed her powerful investment ability, using the money earned from her Huahang Group to invest in real estate in many places. Bay Area was one of them.

Rumor has it that the owner of this villa was a billionaire, and he was the leader of a well-known privately owned steel company in Yun Province.

The overcapacity of the state over the past two years had made it difficult for steel companies to do business, causing stocks to fall into the water. The rich man wanted to take advantage of the hype to earn money, so he invested a lot of money. At the start of the stock market, everyone could make money.

That rich person naturally wouldn't miss out, so he put all his money into this bet. But no one could have imagined that the Chinese stock market was too crazy, in less than half a month, that rich person lost everything.

In a single night, he went from being a billionaire to being a pauper. He had to sell his villa to pay off his debts.

Thus, there was someone who didn't have good feng shui. Otherwise, the people who lived here wouldn't have gone bankrupt. However, Zhu Xi did not believe this. After spending 15 million on it, the price had increased several fold.

Yang Ping did not care too much about the villa's situation. He carried Ming Zhu to his room and immediately started using the Five Elements Acupuncture to treat it.

Since there were no nannies or even daily necessities, Yang Ping took care of the healing pearl, found a room, and didn't come out. Of course, he wouldn't let Zhu Xi leave the range of his psychic awareness.

Zhu Xi thought about it and decided that it was time to eat. Gritting her teeth, she went out to buy some things.

Fortunately, it was a convenient place for transportation. Since there was a supermarket that was open for business twenty-four hours a day, Zhu Xi left the villa, thinking to make breakfast in the morning.

Ming Zhu laid on the bed with a serene expression.

Yang Ping lifted his veil and looked at her breathtakingly beautiful face. His heart couldn't help but tremble as he thought to himself, Ming Zhu, it's my fault. I let you down.

Let you suffer.

I will definitely wake you up!

Yang Ping swore to himself as he recalled the old man's words. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he would not beg Zhuge Qingyun, thinking that the other party was known as a godly operator and would definitely not do business where he would suffer a loss.

A golden needle appeared in his hand, ready to stab down with the Pearl's Divine Stash.

The Divine Hidden Acupuncture Point was the most important acupoint of the Martial Cultivator, a bridge between the human body and the heavens and earth. It was a way to open the treasures of the human body.

"Tss ~ ~ ~"

Yang Ping used all of his strength to begin treating Ming Zhu and trying to wake her up.

No matter how much Qi he channeled into Ming Zhu's body, there was not even the slightest reaction from her body. Unwilling to give up, he used the Essence Returning.

Time slowly passed.

Yang Ping gradually found it difficult, but what made him excited was that this move of the Essence Returning could draw out the spirit energy of the heaven and earth, and fill the life of the pearl. If it wasn't for the fact that there were too many life defects, Ming Zhu would have woken up a long time ago.

"The Five Elements Acupuncture is really useful!"

Yang Ping was overjoyed. As if he saw light in the darkness, he continued to use the Essence Returning. With his current strength, he was able to control the Essence Returning for around half an hour. This was an ability that he had never dared to think of before. But right now, it was far from enough.

Healing for half an hour, resting for ten minutes, then continuing the treatment...

He repeated this countless times, causing Yang Ping to enter a crazed state.

Downstairs.

Zhu Xi carried the bag back. Inside were some basic ingredients. It took her a lot of effort before she managed to carry them back. She was so tired that she almost collapsed. He sat on the sofa and panted.

It was Zhu Xi's first time for a dignified young miss to do such a thing.

However, she had no regrets, because she knew that the person upstairs was working hard to heal Ming Zhu, wanting her to wake up. Although she was rich, she couldn't help him with anything. All he could do was wait.

She put everything into the fridge and sat on the sofa, waiting.

"Ming Zhu, you'll definitely be fine. We originally agreed to travel around the world together, but we haven't finished yet." Zhu Xi clasped her hands and prayed.

"Yang Ping, you can definitely cure Ming Zhu, right?"

"I hope the heavens are willing to protect me. Good things will be rewarded for good people."

Zhu Xi now began to believe in karma and prayed, "If heaven allowed Ming Zhu to recover her health, I, Zhu Xi, am willing to pay any price, even her life."

There was no response.

The hall was silent, seeming exceptionally calm.

Zhu Xi hugged her thin shoulders as she looked expectantly at the room on the second floor, waiting silently. Unknowingly, Zhu Xi fell asleep while her eyes were fighting.

One night passed.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the hall, falling onto Zhu Xi's flawless face, her eyes opened wide and her long eyelashes trembled.

With a cry of surprise, Zhu Xi hurriedly got up, thinking to herself, How did I fall asleep?

She looked at the time.

Fortunately, it was not too late.

Zhu Xi hastily washed up, then ran to the kitchen to make breakfast, toast, congee, and some fresh tomatoes. Following the opening of the kitchen, the chilly villa had an air of smoke and fire.

Aiya!

When Zhu Xi was slicing the tomato, she accidentally got her thumb and saw the scarlet blood flowing out. She was so frightened that her face turned pale. Ever since she was young, she was afraid of blood and almost fainted.

But the thought of the two men upstairs still fighting death was nothing.

With great difficulty, Zhu Xi managed to heal her wounds and continue cooking breakfast. It took a whole hour to finish the morning exercise. Looking at the three simple breakfasts on the dining table, Zhu Xi couldn't help but feel proud of herself.

This is my breakfast!

Zhu Xi sighed in her heart. It turned out that life was not that simple. Cooking and doing business required wisdom. When those rich people looked down on the toiling masses, it was actually because they looked down on themselves.2

If he didn't go through it, he wouldn't know how difficult life was.

Zhu Xi held onto her injured thumb and waited silently. After a long time, she did not notice Yang Ping had come down. She wondered in her heart, "Why isn't he coming out yet? He has to eat, right?"

She decided to call for help.

They arrived at a room on the second floor.

Zhu Xi was just about to knock on the door when the door opened, revealing Yang Ping's haggard face. The two of them looked at each other, and Zhu Xi hurriedly turned her head and said, "Eat … Breakfast. "

Yang Ping nodded, walked around Zhu Xi, and went downstairs.

Zhu Xi wanted to take a look at Ming Zhu, but she quickly closed the door and was disappointed. The disappointment was that Ming Zhu did not wake up. The disappointment was, Yang Ping did not seem to care about her in the past.

For some reason, a wave of bitterness once again flowed through her heart.

Silently, she went downstairs and sat down. Zhu Xi forced a smile and said, "I didn't do well. Don't mind me." Let's just make do and eat. "

Yang Ping grunted and fell into deep thought.

Zhu Xi bit her lips and lowered her head to eat. Listening to Yang Ping's faint chewing sounds, she thought to herself. If it was before, Yang Ping would definitely remember to hurt him.

However, Yang Ping's mind was filled with pearls.

"Sigh ~ ~ ~"

Zhu Xi heaved a long sigh. She knew what she had missed, and her heart was filled with grief.

Suddenly, a hand reached over and picked up her injured thumb, causing Zhu Xi to feel a bit of pain. She couldn't help but frown as Yang Ping's concerned complaints sounded beside her ear.

"Be more careful next time. You won't let me do it. Look, am I hurt?" Yang Ping began to treat the wound.

Zhu Xi looked at Yang Ping's pretty face, which looked worried but was taking his wounds seriously. Her tears fell onto the table.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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