3260: C3260 Why Does Qingfeng Not Know How to Read Books

C3260 Why Does Qingfeng Not Know How to Read Books

The heavens will descend upon the saints, and they will first have to toil their mind and bones, and then their bodies will be devoid of energy.

The stars were dark, and there was no limit to exploring the universe. He needed to explore it himself, as he was in a dark tunnel, but in a distant place, there seemed to be a parallel tunnel leading to a distant place.

He remembered that this was a path that belonged to the green-robed man.

And he was still exploring in the darkness.

Yang Ping only knew how small humans were in the universe. Whether they were saints, great sages, or even Empyreans, in comparison to the heaven and earth, they were all incomparably small, like ants that were at most slightly stronger than mortals. As long as the heaven and earth wanted to destroy Sky Sovereign, it would only require a bit more effort.

The starry sky was so strong that even Empyreans feared it.

Yang Ping sighed and thought, where am I, and where am I going?

Yang Ping's body kept floating towards the distance. He wanted to stop, but he couldn't. His soul left his body and he saw his body moving towards a black hole. He slowly approached it and his death descended. He wanted to control it, but there was nothing he could do. His heart screamed and his voice was pale.

Everything seemed so empty to him.

What should I do?

Yang Ping was more confused than anyone else. At the very least, others had predecessors to guide them in the right direction. As for him, if he wanted to take the other path, he would have to figure it out himself, but the price was too high.

Yang Ping felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. Like a needle being pricked, he suddenly turned around and looked over, as if he had lost the most important thing. He heard someone calling to him vaguely. It was Zhu Xi's voice.

"Why can't I hear you?"

Yang Ping turned around and tried to swim back, but the power of the unknown passage was like an invisible demon hand pulling him, approaching the black hole and walking towards his death.

"Why do I feel so uncomfortable?"

Yang Ping cried and shouted towards the tunnel, "Get out! I don't want to explore anymore, I want to go home!"

There was no response.

Only the cold, devilish hands continued to pull her towards death.

Yang Ping curled up his body and screamed continuously, trying to go back to his original place through the dark tunnel. He didn't want to lose the most important thing because of exploring the unknown.

Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do.

He was like a small boat in a raging sea, swaying in the waves, ready to capsize at any moment, losing himself, losing his life.

Just when Yang Ping was in despair, a light appeared behind him. Yang Ping suddenly looked over and seemed to see a light. He was overjoyed and quickly swam over. In the void without any direction, he could only head towards the light.

Gradually, familiar scenes appeared one by one. Yang Ping had a god-like perspective in the darkness, overlooking everyone.

Home.

Yang Ping was overjoyed. The light came from his hometown, there was no mistake. He returned with excitement and finally didn't lose his way. People in the sea, in the desert, finally understand how important it is to point the way.

And that light was the brightest he had ever seen.

He truly felt that the source of the light was so terrifying that it could even surpass the dark seal and illuminate his path. From high above, he could see that there were many fireflies on Earth. Those were the lights of life lit by saints, but compared to the light that indicated direction, the difference was too great.

How strong must one be in order to have a radiance that surpassed the light of fate?

Yang Ping was unable to answer because the source of the light was clearly different from others. Even if all the fireflies combined, they couldn't compare to him. Suppressing the shock within his heart, he returned to the partition and forcefully stabbed it. Afterwards, the darkness disappeared and light appeared once more.

Opening his eyes, Yang Ping knew he was back.

He remembered that he was in Huahang Edifice's Zhu Xi's office, and she seemed to be angry. However, there were no desks, precious bookshelves, or the familiar office door, not to mention Zhu Xi.

Where is this place?

Yang Ping stood up with difficulty and looked around.

Beside him was the lake.

He lay by the lake, soaked to the skin.

There were many young men and women gathered on the shore, pointing at him with expressions of regret, disdain, and even more contempt.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Ping sat up and looked at the crowd blankly.

"Damn, he didn't die even like that. I thought he was dead for sure." A boy with acne all over his face looked at Yang Ping in surprise and shouted, "Did you know that you were submerged in the lake for half an hour?"

Yang Ping forced a smile and said, "I forgot."

The pimpled boy said, "If you can't survive a great disaster, you'll be blessed. Have mercy on yourself. A girl died saving you. Sigh, I don't know what's bothering you, but you still want to jump into the inner lake.

Yang Ping was puzzled, "I jumped into the lake? Someone saved me.

The pimpled man wanted to reply, but the fat man on the side sneered and scolded, "It's fine if you can't get over it. Why are you implicating our goddess? Did you know that the goddess sacrificed herself to save you …"

As he said that, Fatty's eyes turned red. He glared at Yang Ping and wanted to pounce on him to fight. The acne guy hastily pulled at Fatty and said, "Okay, I know you admire Zhu Xi, but no one wants to be like this. He was also a poor man. Let's go, we still have lessons later. "

With a violent shock in his heart, Yang Ping pulled Fatty and said with a trembling voice, "You said Zhu Xi is dead?"

The fatty shook him off and shouted, "F * ck you, did you not think about others before committing suicide? Scum like you, a coward, you waste the food of society." Zhu Xi drowned to save you. Are you satisfied now? "

Yang Ping fell into a daze as he mumbled, "How could that be? Zhu Xi drowned to save me?"

It's about the same as a TV show.

How could he jump into the lake?

How could Zhu Xi have drowned while saving him?

Yang Ping forced a smile and said, "Are you kidding? How could Zhu Xi die?"

The others showed looks of disdain, but no one came to ask about Yang Ping's condition. They despised him greatly in their hearts. Gradually, the crowd dispersed. Yang Ping sat alone on the lakeside, and only now did he realize that he was currently in the inner lake of Dragon City University.

Zhu Xi died?

Yang Ping stood up and left the school while suppressing his unease.

He came to the Huahang Edifice office and called out, "Zhu Xi, Zhu Xi …"

There was no response.

Only Breeze turned the pages of his desk.

Qing Feng couldn't read, so why was he flipping through books randomly?

Yang Ping's face instantly turned pale.

"No way, Zhu Xi won't die."

Yang Ping could not believe that he was an expert. Zhu Xi was not bad either, at least her Fifth Level Stage was above that. No, Zhu Xi's strength was very strong, much stronger than before.2

However, the omen of Qing Feng flipping through the book caused Yang Ping to be in a bad mood. His foreboding became more and more intense.

When he saw the time on the computer.

Yang Ping's face stiffened!

Seven days from now?

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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