3055: C3055 Phoenix Phoenix Tree

C3055 Phoenix Phoenix Tree

There was no language to describe this golden needle. It was ancient and grand. Although it looked tiny, Yang Ping felt that it was even taller than the vast sky above.

What is this?

Was the extreme hidden between his eyebrows this golden needle?

Yang Ping mumbled to himself. He was shocked and stretched out his hand to touch it, but it felt very far away. It was like lifting his arm to touch the sky, but the distance between them was tens of thousands of miles.

What was it?

The golden needle disappeared, returning to its previous tranquility.

Yang Ping's eyes were filled with confusion. At that moment, the moment the golden needle disappeared, the Qi of Top Yang reappeared, nourishing his meridians, acupuncture points, eight stable nodes, and increasing his strength tenfold.

The strength of his spirit and body had greatly increased.

Yang Ping felt that if they were to fight again, he could easily deal with a scum like Xiao Sunn. He clenched his fist and a crack appeared in the void before regaining his stability.

This feeling …

Yang Ping did not take the opportunity to savor the smell carefully. He walked up to Old Master Muu and saw that Old Master Muu's breath was weak and had a gratified smile on his face. He felt sad.

Old Master Muu was dying!

"When I saw you kill Xiao Sunn, I knew you would be able to hold out for a whole day. Yang Ping, I was not wrong about you." Old Master Muu smiled and looked at Yang Ping. After looking at him silently for a while, he suddenly said calmly, "I'm leaving."

Yang Ping's eyes were slightly red. He held Old Master Muu's hand and said in a deep voice, "No matter what, I won't let you go. Old Master Muu, believe me."

If the Dao Fruit were to be shattered, it would mean the death of a cultivator for his entire life. If he were to fight Xiao Sunn to the death, it would mean exhausting all of his life force.

Old Master Muu was very clear about his situation, so he didn't have any hope. He shook his head and said, "Don't waste your energy on me. You have more important things to do."

Yang Ping listened silently, not wanting to miss a single word.

Old Master Muu's two wishes had to be fulfilled.

One was to protect Old Master Mu, and the other was to find his granddaughter.

"It's a pity that I don't have the chance to play chess with my old partner, and I also don't have the chance to see my granddaughter marry you. Yang Ping, tell me the truth, if my granddaughter was very beautiful, would you be willing to marry her? No, that's not right, my granddaughter is definitely as beautiful as a fairy. Damn, I feel like I've suffered a huge loss.

Old Master Muu said excitedly with a flushed face.

Yang Ping hesitated for a moment. Looking at Old Master Muu's hopeful eyes, he could not bear to see it anymore. "Old Master Muu, I have someone I like. If you don't mind her being a mistress. "I can …"

"Bullsh * t!" "Why would a child from my Mu family be a mistress? Brat, do you think that you can bully my granddaughter just because I'm about to die?" Old Master Muu scolded.

Yang Ping smiled and said, "I don't dare."

Old Master Muu harrumphed, "It's good that you know it. Even if I'm going to die, you're not my opponent. I'm a saint now, you're not a saint, do you understand?"

Yang Ping nodded.

After cursing for a while, Old Master Muu was tired. Lying in Yang Ping's arms, he stared blankly at the sky above Dragon City and sighed, "I didn't see it carefully before, but I didn't know. The sky was actually quieter, more beautiful than any scenery."

"Of course."

Yang Ping answered.

Old Master Muu continued: "What do you think the future generations will say about me after I die?"

Yang Ping replied immediately without thinking, "With your great achievements, you will definitely set up a monument. I believe that future generations will remember your contributions to China. "

Old Master Muu laughed.

"On the very first day I entered the army, I beat Little Devil People. Back then, there were nine experts from the Saint's Late Stage in the island, but we had very few people on our side. The Sacred Grounds did not intervene, so the other Sacred Masters did not want to be implicated. But I did. Lord Military God, Old Man Lin and the others, and I, when we faced the Saints of the Island Country, remembered that there was a beautiful phoenix at that time. Now that I think about it, I have never seen a woman more beautiful than that phoenix, but unfortunately … "

The woman that Old Master Muu was talking about should be Lan Fenghuang.

Yang Ping couldn't help but say, "I've actually seen the phoenix you mentioned before. Just a month ago. "

Old Master Muu's eyes widened as he hurriedly asked, "You've seen Lan Fenghuang before?"

Yang Ping nodded.

Old Master Muu laughed, and revealed a nostalgic look, and said: "In the past, I was also an expert, but I was far inferior to Lan Fenghuang. She is a Saint Peak Stage, and one of her feet stepped into the doorstep, I have just entered the Saint realm, I want to go and touch her, but I can't beat her, luckily she likes me."

"..."

Yang Ping was at a loss for words and laughed dryly, "How can you be so sure?"

Old Master Muu stared at him in displeasure and sneered, "Brat, what do you know? The reaction between saints can't be wrong. Lan Fenghuang gave me an extra look. I'm sure you like me. "

Yang Ping was speechless.

Does just looking at you mean that I like you?

Seeing the excited look on Old Master Muu's face, Yang Ping couldn't bear to take the blow. There was only one person in Lan Fenghuang's heart, and that was her master, Xuan Jizi.

However, Yang Ping would not expose them. He did not want to destroy Old Master Muu's hope.

He felt that if he liked her, then he liked her.

What's wrong with that?

People live in the bubble of dreams, not so much that we have hope, but that we fear despair and do not dare to face it.

"Right, where's Lan Fenghuang?"

Old Master Muu felt it was inappropriate to talk about his feelings in front of the juniors, so he asked, "Is Lan Fenghuang in Dragon City? Can you help me ask and meet her if there's a chance?"

Yang Ping lowered his head and remained silent.

The excitement on Old Master Muu's face slowly disappeared, and then fell into silence.

"What a pity."

After a long while, Old Master Muu finally woke up from his grief and sighed.

"Where?"

Old Master Muu asked.

"The Parasol Tree s of the Dragon City University."

Yang Ping answered honestly.

"Oh."

Old Master Muu revealed a gratified smile and said: "It's a pretty good place, the phoenix tree. That's right. "Let's go, take me to see it, what if we can see it?"

Very quickly, the two of them arrived under the Dragon City University's Parasol Tree!2

It was still during class time, so there were very few students on campus. Old Master Muu stood under the Parasol Tree, looking at the leaves of the parasol tree.

"She's still so beautiful."

Old Master Muu praised.

Yang Ping was surprised. He looked at Old Master Muu and followed his gaze, but it was empty. No trace of Lan Fenghuang could be seen. It was probably an illusion.

"Lan Fenghuang, do you still remember me?" Old Master Muu shouted towards the sky, "I'm Mu Qian. You should remember me as your follower."

"Let me introduce a junior to you. He almost became my grandson-in-law. He's quite amazing. The new generation surpasses the previous ones, so I'm going to die on the beach."

"Don't go, wait for me. I still have a lot of things to say to you."

Yang Ping listened silently and did not interrupt. Old Master Muu's shout echoed in his ears and his heart was slightly sour. Suddenly, his voice stopped.

When he turned around to look, Yang Ping's whole body was shaking and his tears could not help but fall.

Old Master Muu stood straight under the Parasol Tree, his gaze looking at the distance in pursuit of the dream of his youth. It was as if he would never fall down.

But Old Master Muu really left this world.

A deep sense of sadness welled up in his heart.

The famous general of the generation, Hua Xia, had left the world with a smile on his face.

Standing under the Parasol Tree and talking to the woman he liked might be the best ending.

Yang Ping's eyes were blank. He looked around and realized that other than himself, there was no one else. He was exceptionally lonely.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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