C271 East Sunrise West Rain
C271 East Sunrise West Rain
Yang Ping opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she did not speak. She silently looked at Ming Zhu and said seriously: "If you need help, find me anytime."
Ming Zhu chuckled, "Remember your promise."
Yang Ping seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly asked, "What exactly happened with the Ultimate Class One? You seem to have lost control of the class committee? "
Ming Zhu giggled and asked, "Do you know how to worry about me now?"
Yang Ping laughed awkwardly, and immediately denied it, saying that it was possible even if she was friends, she would do the same, causing disappointment to shine out of Ming Zhu's eyes, and said: "Actually, it's not really … "It's just that I feel that I owe you …"
Seeing Yang Ping's awkward appearance, Ming Zhu laughed happily and comforted: "It's fine. "Really."
After confirming the third time, Ming Zhu did not have any other emotion, and when Yang Ping left the Emerald Dragon Court, for some reason, the weight of Ming Zhu in her heart grew heavier and heavier. After her relationship with Zhu Xi became distant, Ming Zhu gradually revealed her charm.
Yang Ping turned around and looked at Villa Number 7. After pausing for a long time, she got into a taxi and returned to the infirmary. When Yang Ping noticed that the infirmary was as good as new, and even the teacups on the table had been washed cleanly and brightly, her heart softened as she thought to herself, Little girl, you sure are diligent.
"I'm back. It's only been two hours. " Yang Ping shouted from inside.
There was no response.
Yang Ping had doubts in her heart. Logically speaking, with Zhen Ying's lively personality, she should have skipped out to hug his arm. Strangely, Zhen Ying did not answer.
"If I don't come out now, I'm going out again." Yang Ping thought that Zhen Ying was playing hide and seek, and laughed.
Still no response.
Yang Ping's heart skipped a beat. She felt that something was amiss, but just as she was about to go in, she became alarmed and felt a chill down her spine. A burst of killing intent shot out from her back.
He gave a soft shout and wrapped his body with Qi. His hands formed a circle, and his clothes flapped in the air due to the surging Qi. With him at the center, it formed a defensive Qi barrier to stop the assassin's sneak attack.
Unfortunately, the assassin's sword was too fast and too sharp. The Qi formed a defensive layer which could not be delayed for even a second and had already pierced through the shirt. Yang Ping felt an unprecedented death enveloping him, it was even more dangerous than when she was on a mission.
The sword could not be avoided, Yang Ping's gaze was ice cold and fearless, she stomped her foot, causing the ground beneath him to shatter and time to stop, his left hand wielding a silver needle, she flew out behind him and used a move that would bring him down. If the assassin wanted to kill him, he would have to suffer the killing intent of the silver needle.
The assassin was surprised. She swung her sword, knocking down the silver needle, and struck again. Yang Ping took the chance to catch her breath, turned around, and finally saw the other party clearly. She had seen this person before, when South City Wall had saved Wang Yue, this person had used this strange and quick movement techniques to avoid perception. Not only did she save Wang Yue, she also broke the switch on the bomb.
The sword slashed again, the sword qi crisscrossed, as countless of pear blossoms bloomed in front of him, as though coming to a world of ice and snow, holding on to the boundless snow and making her senses blurry, Yang Ping was even more shocked, his Pear Blossom Sword Technique was even more terrifying than Zhen Ying's, it had reached the realm of becoming one with the sword.
Yang Ping took a deep breath and immediately used her ultimate technique, Five Elements Acupuncture.
The golden needles were like a dream, forming a golden flower in her palm. She welcomed it and melted the Ice-snow Pear Blossom that filled the sky. Instead of retreating, Yang Ping advanced and pounced towards the assassin. He was very fast, but unfortunately for him, the other party was even faster. With just a few leaps, she was already at the door.
As the killing intent vanished, the other party, wearing a black cloth, revealed only a pair of cold eyes.
"Who are you?" When did an expert of his level appear in the Dragon City? What was even more terrifying was that the person was a assassin with a cold sword, while he was one with the sword, there were endless ways to assassinate him, and it exceeded the perception of ordinary people.
"Stay away from Zhen Ying." The assassin warned, swinging the long sword in his hand, the cold air gushing out, stronger than before, he was clearly not using his full strength, "Otherwise you wouldn't be so lucky today."
Yang Ping sneered, and said: "You're Zhen Ying's fellow sect member?"
The man turned around and left. With a few leaps, she disappeared into the darkness. Not long after, Zhen Ying rushed out, her forehead was drenched in perspiration, she was extremely nervous, but after discovering that something was wrong with Yang Ping, she returned to normal.
"Yang Ping, has anyone come before?" Zhen Ying tried to test the waters.
Yang Ping pointed to the broken board on the floor and smiled: "What do you think?"
Zhen Ying's expression changed as she gnashed her teeth and said, "Cold-blooded, don't you dare catch him for me, or else I'll take your life!" She was indignant, as if she were angry at the cold blood for coming uninvited. When Yang Ping heard the two words "cold-blooded", her mind was greatly shaken.
Cold-blooded, this person did not reveal himself, but Yang Ping, who had been in the Underground World for a long time, knew a few forbidden names. Although Leng Xue wasn't on the assassin's ranking list, his name was a legend in the assassin's world.
It was said that Leng Wuxue had never failed in his attempts. Ten years ago, he was ranked first on the Ranking of Assassins, and was known as the King of Assassins. However, after he mysteriously disappeared, the Assassins Realm gradually forgot about him. He didn't expect that the cold-blooded young man would emerge from the martial arts world and spar with him.
"Leng Xue, you know him?" Yang Ping felt the change in Zhen Ying's expression, and said seriously, "He warned me to stay away from you before."
Zhen Ying raged, and said coldly: "Damn you, you actually threatened my husband. This won't do, I must tell Master that I have to severely punish him. " She said in a spoiled manner, "You won't be angry, right?"
Yang Ping was extremely depressed, she had almost died under the hands of Leng Xue. If not for the fact that he was strong enough and she was only a corpse, he would have been dead by now.
Zhen Ying shook Yang Ping's arm, and said with her head lowered: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
Yang Ping caressed her little head, shook his head and laughed, then said arrogantly: "Don't worry, other people might be afraid of being cold-blooded, but I am not. If he dares to come again, I will definitely capture him alive. "
"My husband is the best!" Zhen Ying was not angry, and happily laughed: "Hubby, I'm hungry …"
Yang Ping rolled his eyes as she said snappily: "How long have you been eating? You... "Forget it, I'll take you out for supper." Zhen Ying cheered as she followed Yang Ping out of the infirmary and headed towards the Dragon City University Market.
The night market was still bustling with people. The Dragon City was in danger from all sides, but ordinary people did not feel it. He continued to live his life as usual. There were all sorts of snacks in the night market. People from all over the world would be able to find a suitable appetite here.
Zhen Ying liked to eat spicy dishes, hence she ordered a few hundred yuan worth of spicy dishes. Yang Ping accompanied her, looking at her happy expression, she observed her surroundings, her mind entering a state of observation, searching for the hidden assassin.
Indeed, Yang Ping could feel a faintly discernable aura hidden within the crowd, which meant that it was definitely a cold-blooded tracking. He smiled slightly and wiped Zhen Ying's sweat with a tissue. Zhen Ying was startled, then blew her head, her beautiful face blushed red and she said shyly: "Thank you."
That faintly discernible killing intent rose explosively, seeming to be extremely angry.
Yang Ping snickered in her heart. No matter how deeply you hide your cold blood, it will still be exposed. It seemed like the relationship between Zhen Ying and the cold blood was extremely important. Hearing her words, Leng Xue was Zhen Ying's senior brother and Sorrowful to a Ghost's disciple.
He had no choice but to admire Sorrowful to a Ghost for raising such a terrifying disciple. It could be seen that his cultivation had already reached such a level.
"Yang Ping!"
turned his head around, and saw Zhang Rong carrying a bunch of candied fruits, and almost fell down. He exclaimed in shock, "What are you doing?"
Zhang Rong laughed proudly, he sat down and picked up the skewers on the table, eating them heartily, which caused Zhen Ying to be extremely unhappy. He was covered in sweat, but she looked to be in good spirits. She called out, "Kid, you didn't call me when you had something to eat."
Yang Ping laughed: "Has the school punished you yet?"
Zhang Rong chuckled, he drank a glass of beer and panted: "Punishment my ass, laozi has left school. Today, the counselor forced me to write a review so that I could admit my mistake in front of the whole class. I beat him up in a fit of rage. "
"…"
Yang Ping looked at him speechlessly, shook her head, and said, "You're really awesome."
Zhang Rong did not mind and scolded jokingly: "You are even more awesome. You are a celebrity in the academy. Do you know how many days it has been since you last went to school? Teacher of the Goddess, LEE Muxue, would seek you out to settle your debts everyday. "
LEE Muxue?
Yang Ping thought of a teacher with a devilish body. She shook her head and laughed involuntarily, saying, "I didn't offend her, why are you looking for me? And I came to school to play. "No one wants to graduate."
Zhang Rong cried out, patted Yang Ping's shoulder and said, "Heroes think the same. So I dropped out of school today and came out tonight to sell candied fruits and start my own business. "F * ck, what's the use of studying. Watching those idiots take their exams every day, and get unemployed after graduation?"
Hearing that Zhang Rong had a deep grudge, Yang Ping guessed that it was because of Lu Pingyan's stimulation, and sighed: "Actually, you can't say so. The employment rate of Dragon City University was still very high. After you graduate, find a stable job... "
Zhang Rong impatiently interrupted: "Stable job! I don't like it. Do you think a stable job will bring Pingyan back? "
Yang Ping laughed bitterly and did not argue.
Zhang Rong stood up abruptly, his fighting spirit soaring: "So when I, Zhang Rong, want to start a business, I don't need to sweep the entire world. Entrepreneurship must suffer, starting with small business. Selling candied fruits is the first step in my life to start a business. " With that, he ignored Yang Ping and left the barbeque stall while shouting his candied fruits.
Looking at Zhang Rong who was submerged in the crowd, Yang Ping did not know how to persuade her, but after thinking about it for a while, everyone had their own path, even if they had finished reading their Dragon City University, or their graduation certificate, was that what he wanted?
He was just messing around in the school and having fun.
"I think he has quite the personality." Zhen Ying laughed, "I didn't like it before and felt that it was useless. But now, it seems that it's a bit unyielding. What's so good about a university? I don't want to go. "But Master will definitely let me study …" Her face was bitter and miserable. She rolled her eyes and shouted, "I have a way to not study."
"Hubby, how about we go back and have a child? Teacher doesn't want me to study."
Clang!
Yang Ping gave Zhen Ying's head a chestnut as she derided, "Nonsense. You are only eighteen years old, study hard for me. "
Zhen Ying felt wronged: "But I really don't want to study."
Yang Ping did not continue to pursue the topic of studying. After eating her fill, he accompanied Zhen Ying back to the infirmary. When he was at the door, he saw that the top floor of the Huahang Edifice was brightly lit and she frowned.
Zhu Xi was still working overtime. How was today's exhibition?