3731: C3731 The Beauty of the Bar

C3731 The Beauty of the Bar

Lips.

Liu Yueer looked at Yang Ping blankly and forgot to make a move. Her mind was blank. The first kiss in her life was actually thrown away in this kind of situation. She never dreamed that it would be like this.

Yang Ping hurriedly took a few steps back and revealed an awkward expression.

"That... is a misunderstanding. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Yang Ping turned around with sweat on his forehead. He felt that staying any longer would put his life in danger. Everyone knew that Liu Yueer would be very scary if she went mad.

Liu Yueer did not try to stop him. She just watched him leave in a daze. After a long time, she clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth. "Just you wait. I will not let you go."

Yang Ping left the Jingyue Pavilion and smiled helplessly. His plan had deviated a little. He originally wanted to enter the Xuanyuan Family through Liu Yueer's arrangements and obtain the third key. However, it seemed impossible now. Liu Yueer had a good temper if she didn't kill him.

However, the lips of the four beauties in the capital were soft and sweet. Yang Ping couldn't help but smile complacently. If those men who pursued Liu Yueer knew that the first kiss of the goddess had been stolen, they would definitely go crazy.

He walked on the long street and did not hide his aura, but he could not be discovered. If one looked closely, his figure had merged with the laws. He had clearly appeared in front of them, but he could not sense it.

He arrived at the Zheng Family and walked in.

From the outside, it seemed like the Zheng Family was as usual, but it was dead silent. Apart from the burnt smell leaking out from the ancestral hall, the south wind was still blowing over. The French Wutong by the side of the road was as straight as a soldier. Moss grew out of the stone slabs on the narrow path. As Yang Ping walked on it, he could hear a slight sound. Yang Ping could feel the desolation and lack of people here.

The ancestral hall was destroyed, and the ancestral tablets were buried in the ruins. A beautiful figure stood in front of them, watching silently.

Yang Ping walked to her side and said with a smile, "You have never experienced life and death and cannot grow. At least you have taken a big step in the development of your bloodline. You will have to walk the road ahead by yourself."

Zheng Jiayi turned around and looked at Yang Ping with a complicated expression.

In the end, he still appeared, but he only appeared at the end. It was a battle of life and death. Although he had developed the Phoenix's ultimate bloodline power and the Nirvanic Divine Fire, almost all of the Zheng family members were dead. What was the point of leaving her without a commander?

Zheng Jiayi's eyes were not filled with gratitude, but was instead filled with hatred.

Yang Ping frowned and quickly understood where the other party's hatred came from. He smiled bitterly and said, "Sorry, I came late."

Zheng Jiayi said lightly. Zheng Jiayi said lightly, "It has nothing to do with you. There is no need for you to appear like a saviour, even though I once thought you were my saviour."

Yang Ping felt her sadness in the air. He felt it and wanted to hug her, but Zheng Jiayi avoided him and said coldly, "Big Brother Yang, do you know what I was thinking when I was about to die?"

"I don't know." Yang Ping frowned even more and shook his head.

Zheng Jiayi looked at the sky and sighed. "I thought you would appear and step on the rainbow cloud to save me. At that time, I would think that you are my supreme treasure and the person I rely on the most in my life. "

"I..." Yang Ping wanted to explain, but Zheng Jiayi raised her hand to stop him.

"There is no need to say anymore. I know what you're trying to do and I'm grateful, but I really can't forgive you. My people are dead. You could have saved them, but they all died at the hands of that beast."

Tears rolled down Zheng Jiayi's face and she cried, "I do not want to see you now."

A black token appeared in her hand. Zheng Jiayi threw it out and Yang Ping caught it. He looked surprised. This was the second key. He did not expect Zheng Jiayi to give it to him so easily.

"Isn't this what you want? Take it and leave. I don't want to see you again." After saying that, Zheng Jiayi left without giving Yang Ping any face.

Yang Ping wanted to say something but stopped. He sighed and said, "I'm sorry. I didn't know things would turn out this way. He killed everyone." Unfortunately, Zheng Jiayi did not answer him.

His heart was empty. Holding the black key, he could not be happy. Yang Ping quietly left the Zheng Family.

This should be the last time he would come to the Zheng Family, because from now on, The Zheng Family no longer exists, it has disappeared from the Second Rate Family. Zheng Jiayi's current goal was to cultivate and take revenge. Yang Ping thought of the old man who came from the west. Leaving behind a seed of light but doing the dirtiest and darkest things. Perhaps to the pope, this was a trivial matter. It was a chess piece that disturbed the capital of China, but it brought pain to many people.

The Pope loved the people as if they were children, but he loved his own people.

Yang Ping found out that those who were at the level of the Pope, who were at the Peak Stage or even higher than the Heavenly Essence Stage, had a feeling towards ordinary people deep in their hearts. Could it be that they were like humans looking at ants beneath their feet, feeling no sense of life or death?

He didn't want to be that kind of person.2

In the vast capital, Yang Ping was walking on a long street. He didn't know where he was going. He was still missing the last key to obtain the Green Jade Scratcher. The Xuanyuan Family would definitely hide the third key well, and it wouldn't be easy for him to obtain it.

However, Yang Ping's desire to obtain the third key was not strong enough. He only wanted to drink a cup.

Night fell.

Yang Ping went to a bar and sat at the bar. He drank quietly. There was not much difference between the bars in Jing City and Dragon City. Most of them were white-collar workers. They all looked good. Perhaps it was because working in such a fast pace in Jing City was very depressing. He wanted to relax at night. Alcohol was the best medicine.

The hot music, the twisted body, and the crazed expression all released the pressure on the dance floor.

Under the flickering lights, Yang Ping's drunken eyes were hazy. He swept his gaze across everyone's faces and saw the seven emotions and six desires in their eyes. He saw through everyone's inner thoughts and discovered that many people's thoughts were pure. They did not want to do anything when they came to the bar, but when they drank to a certain extent, the same thought would emerge in the depths of their hearts. That was to completely release themselves.

Releasing one's mind to release one's body was a process of communication. There were no girls that could not be found in the bar. There were only men who did not have enough charm.

Yang Ping was like a different kind of person. He did not enter the dance floor, but sat on the bar counter and watched quietly.

"Can I have a drink?"

Suddenly, the dance floor quieted down. The noisy music disappeared. The only person left in the bar was the person who spoke to him. Yang Ping did not turn around. She was also a beauty that stunned the bartender.

"Of course."

Yang Ping reminded the bartender and ordered a cocktail. He then turned around and saw her clearly.

It was indeed beautiful.

But he didn't know her.

She was like an elf walking out of the darkness. She was extremely beautiful. Her appearance made all the women in the bar pale in comparison. She was like the center of the darkness. The goddess in the deepest part of everyone's heart came to Yang Ping's side in front of everyone's eyes and revealed a moving smile.

"It's my honor to invite you to drink a cup of wine."

Yang Ping took the cocktail from the dull eyes of the bartender and placed it in front of the beauty. He said with a smile that was not a smile, "You should know very well that after drinking my wine, you can sleep with me."

The beauty smiled. Her eyes were like silk and her breath was like orchids. "Just see if your wine tastes good enough."

She picked up the wine glass and looked at Yang Ping's lips. Her gaze was bold and direct.

All the men who saw her started to breathe heavily.

Yang Ping was the only exception.

- The content came from [Micoo Reading].

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