3289: C3289 Small Target

C3289 Small Target

The moment he saw the purple-gold coffin, his entire body began to shake. He didn't dare to confirm it, because once he did, he couldn't believe whether he could withstand it or not.

Even though he had said he would cut him in half.

But she had loved him.

It was hard to imagine what would happen to Yang Ping after Zhu Xi's death. He stared at the coffin in a daze. He hesitated for a moment, then went to the grave and touched it. The cold coffin sent out waves of coldness that penetrated his heart.

As he opened the coffin, the gap was filled with bright lights and the pain made his eyes shut. He could not help but shut his eyes. He subconsciously did not dare to look.

The light faded.

After a long while, he opened up half of his eyes and took a glance at it. Yang Ping was stunned, but he soon became ecstatic and roared: "I knew it would be fine. "Zhu Xi, you'll be fine."

The purplish-gold coffin was gorgeous, but Zhu Xi wasn't inside.

The absence of a corpse meant that there was still a chance for him to survive.

Zhu Xi wasn't dead.

Yang Ping was sure that nothing had happened to her. At most, she had been kidnapped. As for who could kidnap an expert with nine Yin techniques, it must be a supreme expert who could do that without making a sound. He thought of North Heavenly King, the old man who thought of Green Hill Cemetery, Headmaster Qu, and even Land of Dark.

But all of them.

As for Headmaster Qu, she had no motive to do it. Although the experts of Land of Dark were not bad, Yang Ping was confident that no experts of Land of Dark would be able to enter the Dragon City and completely avoid his senses.

Yang Ping firmly believed that the elder from Green Hill Cemetery had said that Zhu Xi had died, because the elder's cultivation level far exceeded his, but now, he was still skeptical.

Lost a memory.

Yang Ping was infuriated. He tried hard to recall, but unfortunately, only a sharp pain appeared in his head.

"Forget it, let's find Zhu Xi first."

Yang Ping left the Green Hill Cemetery and returned to the Hidden Treasure Pavilion. Seeing Ming Zhu standing at the door, looking up and down with eyes filled with worry and concern, his heart was warm. At least, in times of danger, there would be people who would care about him.

Being an orphan since young, he had learned Immortal Medicine Sect from Xuan Jizi and trained in the army. Up until now, he had achieved fame and become famous in this region.

So it was obviously very important to him.

"Are you alright?"

Ming Zhu held Yang Ping's hand and asked worriedly.

Yang Ping shook his head and said with a smile, "How could anything happen to me? I will go back to avenge you."

"All you know is how to boast." Ming Zhu forced a smile.

As the two of them walked into the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, Ming Zhu couldn't resist the urge to ask. Yang Ping seemed to have never gone to the Green Hill Cemetery before, and it became very normal.

In the next day, the Dragon City became even more normal. There were almost no martial arts experts on the streets, and the super powers lurking in the shadows seemed to have heard the rumours and kept a low profile.

Yang Ping watched movies, shopped, and even watched the sunset along the Luo River River with Ming Zhu.

On the contrary, this state caused Ming Zhu to feel very uneasy.

She found that she couldn't understand Yang Ping's thoughts. Before, with just a glance and a movement, she could guess what he was thinking, whether he was happy or worried about comfort. But now, she couldn't figure it out at all.

This was the most terrifying aspect of it.

What Ming Zhu was worried about had finally happened. Beside the Luo River River, Mingzhu snuggled into Yang Ping's embrace, asking about the familiar enchanting aura. She could not help but say: "Yang Ping, are you disgusted with me?"

Yang Ping was surprised, then asked: "No, what's wrong with you? Seeing that your complexion isn't good, are you feeling unwell? "

Ming Zhu shook her head and bitterly said, "I'm very afraid of you like this. Although you won't say it, I feel that you've changed quite a bit. After coming back yesterday, your body's aura is different from before." He held his arms tightly, afraid of losing them, and said softly, "I don't know if I will have the courage to live after losing you. Yang Ping, can you not leave me? "

Yang Ping patted Ming Zhu's head and laughed, "Idiot, why would I leave you?"

"But …" Ming Zhu wanted to say something, but hesitated. She lowered her head and softly said, "Aren't you worried that I'm hiding something from you?"

Yang Ping shook his head and looked at Ming Zhu affectionately, saying gently, "I know you won't harm me." Ming Zhu, don't think too much about it. The person I love the most in this life is you. I'm sure you have something to hide from me, but I won't force you to answer because I don't want to see you in trouble. "

Ming Zhu cried.

Hearing Yang Ping's words, for the first time, she felt incredibly happy. To love a person was not to possess them, but to make them happy. After thinking about it, she still felt that it was necessary to tell Yang Ping. Although it went against Zhu Xi's wishes, it was better to be in pain than in pain.

"Zhu Xi is dead." Ming Zhu suddenly said solemnly, her expression very nervous.

"I know." Unexpectedly, Yang Ping did not scold him, and instead said tenderly, "I even knew that you were buried in Green Hill Cemetery. "You're worried that I'll feel bad after I find out, aren't you?"

Ming Zhu nodded and looked at him numbly.

He didn't expect that he already knew Zhu Xi's ending, but that's not right. Why is Yang Ping acting so calm, it doesn't look like he's sad. Ming Zhu's heart was filled with doubts. Could it be that he was overly sorrowful? Could it be that his personality had drastically changed? She couldn't help but worry about his condition, and she could not help but ask, "Sorry, I was unable to protect her …"

Yang Ping let out a sigh of relief and shook his head: "You've already done your best. Although I don't know what happened at that time, it's not important because I'm sure Zhu Xi is still alive and hiding in the Dragon City."

Ming Zhu opened her mouth wide.

After recounting the matter of the Green Hill Cemetery and its memories, Yang Ping said seriously: "I suspect that other than Headmaster Qu, there are also some other powerful experts. They are all waiting for an opportunity for me to make a mistake."

Ming Zhu bitterly smiled and said, "Perhaps they are afraid of you."

Yang Ping did not answer and his eyes lit up. He chuckled and said, "We will know the answer tonight. I hope those people will not disappoint me."

It was not clear what Yang Ping meant, but Ming Zhu would support him unconditionally.

At night.

After letting Ming Zhu go to sleep, Yang Ping sat at the door to smoke while the Spiritual Force was released to envelop Dragon City. As the lanterns lit up, the Dragon City became quiet and beautiful. The bright moon in the sky, the bright moonlight fell on his body, as if he was a lover narrating his love.

"He hasn't appeared yet."

Yang Ping thought to himself, tonight is my last chance, the person hiding behind the scenes will definitely appear.

But the night was quiet.

He had waited the entire night for nothing.

The moment dawn arrived, Spiritual Force was the one that relaxed the most. Yang Ping stared at the outskirts of the city and revealed a cold smile, thinking that he finally could not hold back and made his move, I want to see, even if I am not Lord of Dragon City, I will let you know how powerful I am.

It was the darkest time before dawn.

Yang Ping saw an old man who was coughing all the way. He was approaching the city gate in a crooked manner, just like an ordinary person.

But upon closer inspection, the old man was very strange.

One step at a time.

Very powerful.

Yang Ping's eyes flashed as he said with a sneer, "It doesn't take much effort to get it."1

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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