3081: C3081 Talk at Night about the Wind and Rain for Twenty Years

C3081 Talk at Night about the Wind and Rain for Twenty Years

But Yang Ping quickly shook his head, denying all the thoughts in his mind. It couldn't be Ming Zhu, to be able to kill the King of Assassins without making a sound, her strength was at least around the same as his.

Looking up at the sky, Yang Ping thought to himself, Ming Zhu, where are you?

It had been a long time since he had seen Ming Zhu, but the image that remained in his mind became even clearer. He could clearly remember Ming Zhu's face, and her watery eyes, when looking at him, were always filled with deep emotion.

Returning to his room and lying down on his bed, Yang Ping was tired. It was not because the Spiritual Force had lost too much energy, but it was because he had thought of Ming Zhu and was not in the mood to work.

As he lay down, he fell into a deep sleep.

Night fell.

Dragon City was shrouded in a thin layer of gauze, faintly discernible in and out of existence. In the high skies, starlight was occasionally reflected off, and an energy shield formed by a defensive formation constantly protected the commoners below the Dragon City.

While Yang Ping was sleeping, the golden needle on the Spiritual World shook for a bit. Then, at a certain place in the underground area of the Dragon City, a similar light flashed.

Like a meteor streaking across the night sky, it was short and beautiful.

The instant the light flashed in the depths of the earth, in an ancient house in the Dragon City, the surrounding walls were covered in long vines. This place was a hundred years old and was the home of a famous person from his past.

I exhort the heavenly lord to be full of energy and to be free from all pretensions to demeaning talents.

An old man stood under a tall wall, looking at the stone tablet before him. There was a poem carved on it, and the seven lines of the poem were like heavenly thunder, ready to strike.

The old man had a hunchbacked figure and was leaning on a black wooden walking stick. He was wearing an old pair of glasses and was seriously reciting a poem from the famous person's old home.

When a meteor passed through the sky, the old man raised his head and looked in the direction the meteor disappeared to and sighed, "The appearance of the Bane is not far off." He turned into the room and sat down to read. The book was a solitary book, and its maintenance was pretty good. The scent of books wafted through the air.

His eyes were only filled with books, as if the chaos in the Dragon City had nothing to do with him. At this time, someone came to the tall wall and said, "Devil Sect Qingqing pays his respects to Senior Ke."

The old man took off his glasses and slowly walked to the gate. He opened the gate and carefully looked at the youthful and energetic Qing Qing as well as Uncle Shan beside her. He smiled and said, "What kind of wind blew Devil Sect Princess's substitute maid over? Come in and have a seat."

Qing Qing greeted politely. Uncle Shan, who was beside her, was slightly nervous, even when facing an extremely powerful Saint Intermediate Stage like Xiao Sunn, he did not have much respect. It has to be said that Devil Sect Warriors were revered. And this old senior Ke before her was so strong that Qing Qing didn't dare to be impudent.

Ke Yidao, Demon Sect Leader sat on one of the eight great protectors, known as the Blade Demon. Killing the enemy with just one move, his cultivation was unfathomable.

Devil Sect Princess was also very respectful to Ke Yidao.

"Miss knew that Senior Ke came to Dragon City and specifically sent Qing Qing to visit. "Senior Ke, if there's anything you need, feel free to tell Qingqing." Qing Qing carried a bamboo basket with all kinds of ancient books on it. Ke Yidao's eyes lit up as he chuckled.

"It's a waste, it's a waste. This old man is too old to be valued by the young miss." Although Ke Yidao said this, his eyes never left the bamboo basket. He only loved solitaries and treasured swords, and everyone in Devil Sect knew that it was best to give him what he had to do.

Although Ke Yidao wanted it very much, he didn't pick it up. He smiled and said, "Qing Qing, if your family's young lady wants me to stand on her side, then come to the wrong place. Lord Demon Lord is still alive and is very strong.

Qingqing quickly explained, "Old Senior Ke, my Miss said that she only wanted to show you respect. She had no other intentions. As for the battle squad, Lord Demon Lord has his reasons."

Ke Yidao laughed out loud and said happily, "That's good. This old bones of mine can't take the torture. Coming to the Dragon City to rest for a while, it's not for any reason."

Qing Qing cursed silently. Ke Yidao was famous for his greed, especially for his weapons. How could he not be interested in the legendary Divine Instrument in the Dragon City?

The three of them sat down and chatted for half an hour.

Qing Qing said her goodbyes and left.

Before he left, Ke Yidao asked casually: "Xiao Sunn died?"

Qingqing's face changed slightly as she laughed, "He should be dead."

Ke Yidao laughed, then shook his head and sighed: "Ah, the young people today, doing things without leaving a trace, killing when you say it, Xiao Sunn is a junior that I value, at least give the Demon Lord face if the people from Immortal Medicine Sect don't give me face."

Qing Qing felt a chill in her heart.0

Ke Yidao wanted to take revenge for Xiao Sunn. There was a hidden meaning within his words. If Devil Sect did not intervene, he would personally understand Yang Ping's small life.

Qing Qing didn't doubt Ke Yidao's strength at all. However, she didn't try to negotiate, because there were some rules that were untouchable. As a junior, Qing Qing couldn't stop Ke Yidao's decision.

Looking at the leaving car, Ke Yidao's gaze turned from gentle to cold. His entire aura turned into a sharp treasured sword, capable of cutting through the void.

"I think I can have a good time at tonight's gathering."

Ke Yidao said coldly.

No one knew the true relationship between Xiao Sunn and Ke Yidao. People outside thought they were old friends, but Xiao Sunn was actually Ke Yidao's illegitimate child.

"Old witch, are you going tonight?" Ke Yidao roared towards the opposite yard with a bit of strength, as if the neighboring neighbors were inviting them to be their guests, afraid that they wouldn't hear the ridicule from the other party if they were deaf.

"Go, why not?" Hidden Treasure Pavilion is not so much that you guys cannot leave the precipice of the Devil Sect. " Opposite the high wall of the old house was also a yard, but it was surrounded by fences, half the height of a man. An old woman walked out step by step and smiled, "Ke Yidao, I haven't seen your knife in 20 years, is your knife rusting?"

Ke Yidao said angrily, "Nonsense! My knife is sharp. Do you believe that I won't kill you with me?"

The old woman shook her head and sighed, "I'm old. Twenty years have passed, and I still dared to enter the Dragon City. Other than the two of us, I don't know if those people that didn't die that year managed to sneak in."

Twenty years of murder?

Ke Yidao's eyes flashed a hint of pain. Back then, too many people died and half of their Golden Age were buried. The few of them did not have a breakthrough back then and could only have a low combat strength.

The two of them could not help but have images of people soaring in the sky as they massacred martial arts experts. The black and white duo had suffered heavy losses in that bloodbath.

From then on, there was a rule that the Saints of Dragon City were not allowed to enter.

However, the times had changed. The rules had changed. The array formation that had protected the Dragon City for 20 years had a loophole. Many experts had hidden themselves within, and they were only two of them.

"Why are you going to the Hidden Treasure Pavilion? Do you want to gradually get older?" Ke Yidao sneered.

The old lady was furious and scolded, "Ke Yidao, you chased after me for so many years. Are you jealous? Now that I'm old and lustful, you can't look down on me, right? There are many young and beautiful beauties outside, you can play with me as you wish. But can you still play? "

Speaking of the past, Ke Yidao became angry from embarrassment. Indeed, he had pursued the old woman back then, but that was something that happened a long time ago. It was also a humiliation in his life because his love rival was someone he could not defeat.

F * ck, isn't Fishing Old Man in South Sea relying on being able to go to the sky with the fishing rod and wait for laozi to chop him to death?

Ke Yidao thought so.

"I want to kill someone. Will you help me?" Ke Yidao suddenly said, he raised his head and looked into the old lady's eyes, his voice was filled with sadness, "He killed my son, our only son."

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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