C335 Tentative Wind and Rain
C335 Tentative Wind and Rain
In the morning, when Yang Ping received the message from the Organizer, her expression changed slightly as she fell into deep thought. The conclusion of the fourth mission implied that Zhang Rong had been captured. Thinking of Madame Zhu's hint, it seemed that he had no choice but to continue participating in the Dragon God Competition.
"Accept."
Yang Ping finished sending the message and was just about to go to Small Clinic, when the second message came in, she opened it and saw a huge tremor in his body, with flames of anger flickering in her eyes, a terrifying killing intent erupted from his body, like a master of darkness. The bowls and chopsticks on the table were trembling, the bright and beautiful morning light disappeared, and the sky above the apartment was shrouded in dark clouds.
Fifth mission, kill Yang Ping!
It must be Jiang Weimin taking revenge and using the authority of the person in charge to attack Yang Ping. He sneered to himself. Since you want to play, I'll play with you. He did not lose his head in anger, but calmed down instead. If he wanted to preserve his life, he had to become stronger, stronger than anyone else.
If Jiang Weimin did not have a strong back figure and strength, how would he dare play with the competitors of Dragon City!
Half an hour later, Yang's Small Clinic.
Yang Ping sat cross-legged beside the abyss like hole, entering into a state where she forgot everything else. This was the first time he asked for a Qi of Top Yin. She wanted to continue breaking through to the Seventh Rank. Jiang Weimin's realm was Ninth Level Stage, invincible below saints. Right now, it would be difficult for him to take three moves. If she advanced to Seventh Level Stage, she would still have a chance.
His Ninth Level Stage, was truly very strong!
Yang Ping felt a pressure that was as heavy as a mountain. After forgetting everything else, her mind entered the abyss and tried to communicate with the Qi of Top Yin. He needed a large number of Qi of Top Yin to fuse with Qi of Top Yang to attack the Seventh Level Stage.
The white dot on his forehead shone, and a golden halo appeared above his head. Unknowingly, it was already noon but there was still no harvest like usual. The Qi of Top Yin was sucked dry and no longer seeped out.
"This won't do. If this goes on, I won't have a chance to get promoted. Tomorrow is the fifth mission starting. At that time, experts will all be attacking me like the clouds." Yang Ping sighed, she was anxious and this was also the case, she would never be able to get promoted.
The phone rang.
Yang Ping saw that it was an unfamiliar number that indicated the Beijing area. She thought to herself, who is it, the capital does not have any friends, thus she picked up the call. A light laughter came from the other side of the phone: "Yang Ping, do you think that you can sleep peacefully with the protection of the Madame Zhu?"
Jiang Weimin's voice!
Yang Ping sneered, and refused to show any weakness: "What do you want?"
Jiang Weimin laughed, and said playfully: "I can't just kill you, but there are many ways to play with you until you die. Yang Ping, just you wait, the fifth mission is only the beginning. If you are lucky enough to survive, I will give you another surprise. "
"I'll wait."
Yang Ping hung up the phone, she was too lazy to lower herself to the likes of Jiang Weimin, who was a madman. The more you roared, the more excited the other party became. He adjusted his state and continued to cultivate.
Dusk was approaching.
Yang Ping still did not feel the slightest bit of Qi of Top Yin, and could not help but be disappointed. Unwilling to give up, a magical text emerged in his mind.
He was shocked, he realized that the shabby book he got from Gan Chengcheng's cousin was the word that formed a sword, revolving in his mind, emitting yellow light continuously. The yellow light shined on the space of his consciousness as though it was trying to lure something.
BOOM!
Yang Ping stared at the deep pit, her face revealing shock.
An extremely cold Qi shot out from the deep hole and directly onto Yang Ping's face. He choked and coughed continuously, and cursed: "What the f * ck, you actually dared to shoot at me," But the moment he felt the cold Qi was actually from the Qi of Top Yin, he was ecstatic and shouted: "Good, hurry up and shoot me!"
Sou sou sou!
Countless Qi of Top Yin s were lured by the mental sword, causing their faces to become difficult for Yang Ping. He opened her mouth wide, directly swallowing the Qi of Top Yin, until her meridians were filled with gas. After absorbing the Qi of Top Yin, his body became a huge furnace and started to absorb the Nine Yin Yang.
"That's it, I'm about to break through!"
Yang Ping raised her head and two golden rays of light shot out from her eyes.
"..."
Cherry Blossom Club.
From inside the private box came the happy cries of a man and a woman. Eko was screaming non-stop, as though she had reached the peak, the scream caused the man's entire body to soften, causing Wen Taiping to gulp down her saliva, her eyes turning red, his body trembling nonstop.
His eyes were filled with envy, and he bit his lips. Blood dripped onto his chest, staining his clothes red.
Seeing his gaze that was as deep as the ocean, the corners of Matsumoto's mouth curved into a strange smile. After the man in the private box roared, he understood that he had already completed half of the task.
"It's peaceful. You don't seem to be feeling well?" Matsumoto asked with a smile.
Wen Taiping suppressed his hatred with great difficulty and snorted: "Mr. Matsumoto, didn't you say that Eko was mine? Why did you …"
Matsumoto revealed a helpless expression, and laughed bitterly: "I had no choice. You also know that Eko choosing a man isn't something I can decide. And you also saw how scary your cousin's eyes were. Do you dare to offend him? "
Initially, he was very afraid of his cousin, but since his cousin stole his woman, for some reason, a strong killing intent appeared in the depths of his heart. He was shocked and looked at Matsumoto in shock.
Matsumoto's eyes flickered with a strange black light, stared into Wen Taiping's eyes and said gently: "Eko likes you."
Matsumoto looked at Matsumoto's eyes and felt that his head was swaying, the sky was caving in, Matsumoto's voice sounded like a call from God. Slowly, his eyes entered a dazed state as he muttered: "Eko likes me … "She likes me …"
Matsumoto laughed: "But I'm forced to be with another man. You have to help her out. "
"Free, free …"
Wen Taiping's expression fluctuated non-stop as he waged an intense battle in his mind. In the end, he let out a beast-like roar and coldly said, "I want to avenge Eko. Eko is mine, no one can steal him away from me!"
"What if it's your cousin?" Matsumoto asked.
Wen Taiping laughed sinisterly, and said coldly: "Kill!"
He rushed into the box, picked up the fruit knife, and threw himself at his cousin. His cousin was currently in perfect harmony with Eko. When his mental defenses were at their weakest, he could not resist at all. When the fruit knife stabbed into his heart, he looked at Wen Taiping in shock and gasped for breath: "You … Taiping... What is it? "
Puff puff puff!
Wen Taiping did not reply. After he stabbed his cousin to death, he looked at the corpse on the ground indifferently and said: "If you dare touch my woman, die."
Eko laughed sinisterly, she picked up the phone and dialed his big cousin's number. Eko then called, the big cousin's name was on the phone, "Eko".
"Big Cousin, Second Cousin is dead."
After a moment of silence, he asked, "Who?"
Wen Taiping replied: "Yang Ping."
"Yang Ping!" She sighed with sorrow in her voice, "You killed my only brother. You deserve to die."
Matsumoto and Yamada Eko looked at each other and knew that their plan had succeeded. They would create an opponent with Gold Area and Yang Ping would definitely die. The participants of Gold Area were all disciples of those old freaks.
Emerald Dragon Court, villa number nine.
LEE Qin sat cross legged on a praying mat, her young face filled with gloominess and hatred. She had underestimated Yang Ping's strength and nearly died there. After escaping and hiding in seclusion for close to a week, she had completely recovered her strength and her martial arts skills were even more powerful than before.
"Yang Ping, you will definitely die this time."
When LEE Qin received the news, she sneered, got up and walked towards the door.
In the bedroom of Villa No. 9, laid the corpse of a man. From the looks of it, he should be the Dragon City's richest man, but he had lost his life and died under LEE Qin's vicious Ancient Martial Arts.
Sangen Edifice, top floor.
Jiang Weimin stood in front of the window and looked at the sky above Dragon City.
Wanyan Feng knelt on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably as he pleaded, "Mr. Jiang, I'm back."
Jiang Weimin did not reply, and continued to look up at the sky.
Wanyan Feng felt a chill in his heart. He knew that the Mr. Jiang was temperamental and did not dare to enrage him. He was crippled by Yang Ping, and when it came to the same cripple, he had wanted to leave the Dragon City quietly but he was still caught by the Mr. Jiang.
"How many years have you been with me?" Mr. Jiang turned around with a friendly smile on his face as he asked.
Wanyan Feng said with a trembling voice, "Three … Three years. "
Jiang Weimin chuckled, stroked Wanyan Feng's braid and said softly, "You've worked hard these past three years."
"It's not hard work. Serving Mr. Jiang is an honor for me for the rest of my life." Wanyan Feng quickly replied.
Ka-cha! *
Jiang Weimin snapped Wanyan Feng's neck, casually threw it on the ground, and said indifferently: "You died because of Yang Ping, so you hate Yang Ping. And because of you, I have another reason to torture Yang Ping. "
Dragon City. A storm was brewing.
Yang's Small Clinic, shrouded in darkness.