3169: C3169 A Special Relationship of Longevity

C3169 A Special Relationship of Longevity

The black shadow's entire body was filled with hatred, even the Three Rivers Water could not wash it off. It was as if its words and actions were a collection of resentment, emitting a strong sense of resentment. These were all the similar beings that he had refined within his Land of Dark, and thus, he walked on a path of resentment.

Suran was an existence of Great Saint Stage, and his Land of Dark was also the highest.

"My brother can't die in vain. I not only want to kill all the people related to Yang Ping, I also want to torture him to let him know how stupid it is to kill my brother. "Someone, come."

A cold voice came from the black mist and shouted, "This woman is Yang Ping's companion. Peel her clean, suck her blood, eat her flesh, and pull her tendons. "I can't let her die immediately. Wait for Yang Ping to come over and let him see how miserably his comrades died."

Wu Linlin stared at the black smog in fear, her heart was filled with sorrow.

Who would have thought that they would be caught in the Dragon City? And from the looks of it, these people were extremely cruel and merciless beasts.

The black mist turned into a tentacle, grabbing towards Wu Linlin's head. At the same time, it mixed with the howling of resentment, making Wu Linlin feel dizzy, her eyes very quickly became dull, obediently allowing herself to be slaughtered by others, and her vision was about to be swallowed. At this moment, Yang Pinggang felt the aura of hatred, and instantly, he used his strongest move, arriving at the Immortal Cloud Temple, preparing to enter.

A sudden change occurred.

A golden light shot into the sky.

Immediately after, miserable cries could be heard from within the monastery. Salan bellowed, "Impossible …"

Soon, silence returned.

Yang Ping's heart skipped a beat when he saw the golden light. That kind of feeling was very familiar and would be hard to forget for the rest of his life. It was as if he saw the invincible man from Qingshan at the end of the tunnel of time.

After rushing into the temple, Yang Ping saw a shocking scene.

A red-furred corpse, as if it was an uncivilized human, with limbs as large as mountains, lying on the ground, without any signs of life.

Wu Linlin was still sitting on the ground, still in shock as she stared blankly at the corpse. When Yang Ping came closer, she cried out loud. She hugged Yang Ping tightly and her delicate body trembled. The golden light flashed by and did not appear again. Yang Ping was shocked and uncertain as he stared at the corpse. Perhaps only an Empyrean level expert had such terrifying attack power. There were no injuries on his body, but his Spiritual World had completely collapsed, and his vitality seemed to have been devoured, turning him into a dried up corpse.

"I'm afraid." Wu Linlin cried.

Leaving the monastery, Muyi Xiaoxiao brought Wu Linlin back to Tongde Medical Center. Muyi Xiaoxiao was anxiously waiting for Wu Linlin to return, but when she saw Wu Linlin, she hurriedly rushed forward and hugged her. She said with a pained heart, "Linlin, I thought I would never see you again."

Wu Linlin cried even more as she left, unwilling to leave Muyi Xiaoxiao's embrace.

Muyi Xiaoxiao's heart ached, but it was very hard. She caressed Wu Linlin's hair and muttered, "Linlin, I swear that no one will ever hurt you again."

"Xiao-Xiao..."

Wu Linlin looked at Muyi Xiaoxiao with eyes full of tenderness and emotion as she said, "Thank you for saving me."

Yang Ping was stunned, thinking to himself, although he didn't do anything, Muyi Xiaoxiao didn't seem to have made a move either, how could she have saved him? Hiding the doubts in his heart, Yang Pinggang was about to speak, his eyes wide open.

F * ck, you're not mistaken, right?

Muyi Xiaoxiaoxin went deep down and kissed Wu Linlin. Wu Linlin replied passionately. That scene made Yang Ping's blood boil. Under broad daylight, the two of you should at least pay attention to your image.

More importantly, since Muyi Xiaoxiao was so beautiful, Wu Linlin was not bad either. It was a little exciting for the two beauties to kiss right in front of Yang Ping.

Yang Ping coughed.

The two girls hastily parted ways. Wu Linlin lowered her head shyly and buried her head in Muyi Xiaoxiao's chest. She looked cute and cute, but Muyi Xiaoxiao had a mature and calm expression on her face.

Formidable.

Yang Ping couldn't help but admire the two girls. At the same time, he thought to himself, What a pity, if these two girls were found out by others, who knows how many men would hang themselves. Thinking about how LEE Shoucheng and Lin Zicong had come to the Dragon City in order to pursue Muyi Xiaoxiao, they decided to take the risk. Although they escaped at the last moment, at least they managed to make it here.

He wondered if LEE Shoucheng and Lin Zicong would vomit blood after knowing that the two girls had a special relationship.

"We …" Muyi Xiaoxiao calmed down and felt a little embarrassed.

Yang Ping quickly said, "Don't worry, I understand you guys very well."

Muyi Xiaoxiao was moved.

In fact, there were many relationships in this world. Whether it was men or women, some of them had already transcended the body and found their true owner.

Yang Ping could foresee that Muyi Xiaoxiao would be under immense pressure. Old Master Mu only had one granddaughter, and her only bloodline was none other than that. Old Master Mu knew that she might die from anger later on.

"Thank you."

Muyi Xiaoxiao didn't say much, but she could hear the gratitude in Yang Ping's voice. "I don't know how to express it, but Linlin is the most important woman in my life. Please help me keep it a secret. If my family knew, they wouldn't forgive me. "

"Understood."

After watching the two girls leave, Muyi Xiaoxiao refused Yang Ping's escort and got into a bulletproof car. After the two girls were frightened, they didn't go out casually, and the Mu family was scared half to death when they heard that something had happened to the little miss.

Ming Zhu had not woken up yet.

So did the phoenix.

Yang Ping didn't open up the shop. He sat quietly in the consultation room and thought about the golden light from the temple. He wondered where Wu Linlin's family came from and why they were so familiar with each other.

Boom!

Just as Yang Ping was thinking, on a whim, he sensed an absolute danger, comparable to a Great Sage's sneak attack. Just as he turned his head, the Tongde Medical Center door opened and a figure walked in. In the dim light, his face was almost hidden, leaving only a dazzling glow behind.

This person's body automatically emitted a ray of light, blinding others' eyes.

Saint King!

Yang Ping's pupils shrank as he realized that the person who came was the gifted Saint King Qiang. Although he was still in Saint Stage, his strength was extremely terrifying. If he were to go against Ke Yidao, Ke Yidao probably wouldn't be his match.

What a terrifying talent.

Yang Ping looked at the approaching person, who was also looking at him.

Their eyes met, and a blazing fire was ignited.

"You are Yang Ping."

The old man's tone was cold and aloof, as if he were in control of everything in Heaven and Earth. As he stepped onto the great Dao, he emanated an aura of invincibility.

"That's right."

Yang Ping replied coldly.

Although the other party had left, he did not go to the place where Yang Ping was afraid of. The current Yang Ping was not even comparable to the past, and even he himself did not know how powerful he was. Yang Ping really wanted to know where his limit was. The expert in front of him was a good target for detection.

"Come with me."

The other party spoke forcefully.

Yang Ping ignored him and said lightly, "Why?"

Hehe.

That person revealed a strong killing intent. His Tongde Medical Center was covered with a layer of ice and as he released his domain, Yang Ping's expression changed slightly.

Frost attribute domain!1

Yang Ping finally understood why the other party was so confident, and used a type that allowed him to be the strongest in the entire Saint Stage.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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