3359: C3359 The Peach Is Still Laughing in the Spring Wind

C3359 The Peach Is Still Laughing in the Spring Wind

Yang Ping's entire body shook as he looked at the ruins in front of him in disbelief. Was this still Hidden Treasure Pavilion?

Once a taboo existence in the Dragon City, it was now completely dark and lifeless. There was only desolation and death in it, and the grey color in its eyes was especially oppressive. Yang Ping's heart was clogged up as he asked in a trembling voice, "Ming Zhu, where are you?"

The sealed passageway leading to Land of Dark was completely blocked, leaving no trace at all. The fresh bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest had turned into bamboo shoots, and the ground was covered with traces of blood being donated. Although the color had changed after going through a few trials, one could imagine how terrifying the battle had been at that time.

Thinking about the pearl in the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, Yang Ping's heart burned with anxiety.

"With Ming Zhu's strength, nothing should happen to her unless she meets an expert of Devil Lord's level. However, how could a person at that level deal with Ming Zhu?" Yang Ping forced a smile and comforted himself.

Walking down Bamboo Mountain, Yang Ping wandered around the front yard. The side room had long since collapsed, the five hundred year old great banyan tree was charred as if it had been struck by lightning, the hard reinforced concrete walls became a pile of building rubbish, and the glory of Hidden Treasure Pavilion disappeared along with the scorched yellow branches, no longer as glorious as it used to be.

Sighing softly, Yang Ping thought to himself, no matter how brilliant the civilization is, it will disappear, no matter how strong one is, they will decline, and any unrivalled master will grow old. The general had white hair and no one was late at night. Yang Ping saw the process of life from the experience with Hidden Treasure Pavilion and felt a bit sad.

Suddenly.

Yang Ping stared at the ground and stared at it. His body could not help but tremble and his lips trembled.

A string of pearls.

This was the necklace that Yang Ping sold at the stall when he was shopping with Ming Zhu. It was worth no more than a hundred dollars, but Ming Zhu was extremely precious and more precious than any treasure in the world.

But now it was at his feet.

Yang Ping didn't dare to think further, unless it was a pearl...

Yang Ping felt the sky spinning and he almost lost his balance. His eyes turned red as a chilling murderous intent spread and engulfed the entire sky. The sky darkened as a black sun was formed, hidden in the clouds.

Yang Ping was in an unprecedented level of fear and anger.

After staying for two months, he didn't know what had happened. After coming up, the most worrisome thing had finally happened, something happened to Ming Zhu. Yang Ping squatted down, picked up the necklace, and tightly held it in his hand.

A man doesn't cry easily, but it's not the time to be sad.

Who was it?

Yang Ping's eyes turned red and he said coldly, "Who dares to hurt my woman!"

If the Emperor was angered, blood would flow like rivers!

The Hidden Treasure Pavilion hummed as countless stones floated up and revolved around Yang Ping. The entire piece of the Hidden Treasure Pavilion was about to burst out from the ground, the particles in the air could not handle his anger and a large amount of black Qi flow appeared.

A phenomenon appeared in the sky.

The earth trembled.

Yang Ping was about to become bewitched, but with a flash between his brows, the black and white Yin-yang Fish began to revolve. Following the flash of golden light, he forcefully suppressed the demonic intent in his heart and his expression returned to normal as he left the Hidden Treasure Pavilion.

One hour later.

Beneath the Mountain Meng.

Yang Ping stood at the entrance of the youth hostel and looked at the peak of Mountain Meng. That place was once the focus of attention for him and Dao Zun, but because he suddenly disappeared, the result was surprising and never had many butterfly effects. The whole world thought that Yang Ping had died at the hands of Dao Zun.

Rising to the sky in one step.

Yang Ping's entire body seemed to be light as he stood at the top of the Mountain Meng. The surrounding fog wanted to get close to him, but they could feel the aura on his body. There were traces of a battle on the mountaintop. Due to the attacks of the two, a large tree collapsed, revealing an open space.

The Mountain Meng was not a mountain, but a mountain range. The five mountain peaks were like five fingered mountains, suppressing Dragon City's destiny.

He stood at the peak of the mountain, on the edge of the precipice. He didn't say anything for a long time.

A cold wind blew against his black hair, and he stood there like a statue for a long time. The necklace in his hand seemed to have the warmth of a pearl, ruthlessly burning his soul.

He said that the string of cherished treasures were as beautiful as the name of the pearl, forever hanging in the sky.

She said she would follow him all her life.

Things change.

Where is he now?

Yang Ping's eyes were cloudy and he said softly, "I don't know where the face went, but the peach blossoms are still smiling. Two months, why two months! If there were no vanishing segments, they would not be separated from Ming Zhu. "

"I'll definitely come back. Wait for me."

Yang Ping thought back to the time he left his Hidden Treasure Pavilion to go to battle, and decisively told Ming Zhu to show his strongest confidence. But he had returned, so where was Ming Zhu?

There were two people at the foot of the mountain.

An old man and a young woman.

The young girl's eyes were bright and beautiful, her figure graceful and beautiful. With her Ninth Level Stage, her age was seventeen or eighteen, and she should be a core disciple of a big family. She must have received a lot of resources to be able to reach her current realm. The old man was at the Saint's Early Stage realm and belonged to the type of forceful increase in Saint's Early Stage. His future achievements would be limited to this. He was old, and on the verge of death. His vital energy and blood were no longer as vigorous as before; it could be said that he was waiting for death. However, he still had the power of Saint's Early Stage, enough to roam the world.

"Grandpa, is this the place where Yang Ping fought with Dao Zun?" The young girl asked curiously, and her large eyes flickered, appearing extremely terrifying.

The old man nodded and smiled. "That's right." Unfortunately, he didn't see the battle between the two of them with his own eyes. "Yang Ping is one of the top demon-level talents in the younger generation, rumored to be as strong as the successor of Super Holy Land. Dao Zun obtained the Unparalleled Divine Instrument, and his strength chased after Super Holy Land Leader.

The girl exclaimed, "It's really that powerful? I can't believe a single person's strength can be that terrifying."

The old man shook his head: "You are still young and have very little experience, the reason I have brought you here to commemorate the Mountain Meng and Sacred Grounds is to let you have a bit more experience. In the martial arts world, just having strength is not enough. One needs sufficient experience. "

"Grandfather, did Dao Zun really win in the end?" The girl couldn't help but ask, "How old is Yang Ping? To be able to be as strong as Dao Zun, he's really amazing. I really admire him. "

The old man showed a regretful expression and sighed, "It's really a pity. Yang Ping is a rare genius, if he grows up, he might become the overlord of the world. It's a pity that we meet the even more terrifying Dao Zun. Dao Zun originally stood at the top of the world, and with the Unparalleled Divine Instrument, there was almost no one in the world who could kill him. Yang Ping lost because he was too young and got beaten into ashes. "

The girl's eyes reddened and she was about to cry. "In the past, when we were at home, father said that when one reached a certain level of power, one could chase after the stars and catch up to the moon and move mountains and fill the seas.

"Yang Ping is so scary."

The young girl repeated.

The old man's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice, "Two months have passed since the duel. Everyone thought that Dao Zun had killed Yang Ping, but there is a secret news. It was just a rumor, but the news was very reliable. Dao Zun did kill Yang Ping, but Dao Zun was also killed. "

The young girl's eyes were wide open.

The old man looked at the sky and said faintly, "The one who killed Dao Zun was a woman. I think she's called Zhu Xi."

Boom!

Thunder rumbled.

Cold rain suddenly fell down from the Mountain Meng.

The old man frowned and mumbled, "Strange, there was clearly no rain, why would it suddenly rain?"

"Go on."

A cold voice sounded behind him, causing the old man to feel a chill down his spine.

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