Chapter 304

Zhen Ying has an unprecedented dignified expression and is on full alert. Zhu Yan didn't emit any dangerous smell, but it happened that Zhen Ying was afraid and highly focused.

Zhu Yan walked carelessly and sat on the sofa at will. His palm was only one cup away from his cold-blooded head. He just picked up another cup and said with a smile, "you don't have to be nervous at all. If I came to kill someone, I won't sit down and chat now." he looked at Zhen Ying with interest and asked with a smile, "isn't it?"

Zhu Xi said coldly, "what are you doing here?"

Zhu Yan showed a complicated look and said, "you are my daughter. Let me see my daughter. What's wrong?"

Zhu Xi sneered and hummed, "we have broken off the father daughter relationship. I don't want to be your tool in the future. Therefore, I don't want to see you."

Zhu Yan felt his daughter's indifference thousands of miles away. He sighed in his heart, shook his head and said, "blood is thicker than water. Daughter, you don't understand dad's pains. Everything I do is for you."

Zhu Xi said impatiently, "I don't care, but I don't want to see you now."

Zhu Yan frowned painfully and kept silent. His fingers gently tapped the table as if he were making a decision. The atmosphere in the living room is unprecedentedly tense. Zhen Ying is ready to die and must protect everyone.

Yang Ping sat quietly on the stool, his eyes calm and terrible, elusive.

After a moment of silence, Zhu Yan broke the silence, looked at Yang Ping and said, "it is undeniable that your ability is far beyond my expectation. Yang Ping, you are the most promising young man I have ever seen. Now I ask, are you willing to follow me?"

Follow, it means surrender!

Zhu Yan is sending out an invitation, which may be the last invitation. He needs a obedient son-in-law, a son-in-law he can control and a son-in-law who can provide him with great help, but Yang Ping is obviously not. He can't help him and will destroy his plan.

Therefore, Zhu Yan must conquer Yang Ping.

They looked at each other. Zhu Xi on one side clenched her fist tightly and was inexplicably nervous. She hoped that Yang Ping and her father could be reconciled, at least not hostile, but was Yang Ping the kind of man who surrendered to others@^^$

When seeing Yang Ping's incomparably calm smile, Zhu Xi understood that although she was disappointed, she was more happy.

Zhu Yan naturally saw Yang Ping's meaning. With a bitter smile, he slowly got up and said, "daughter, I hope you can be happy as a father. I'm gone, you should take good care of your body." then he walked to the door.

All pressure disappears instantly.

Zhen Ying breathes a sigh of relief and secretly rejoices that Zhu Yan gives him too much spiritual pressure. Her every move carries enormous pressure and makes her unable to breathe. As a closed door disciple of ghost sorrow, no one can compare with other martial brothers except Master Zhu Yan.

It can be seen that Zhu Yan's strength is infinitely close to Shifu. It's hard to imagine such a powerful figure in the small dragon city.! $*!

"Be careful."

When Zhen Ying relaxed, she felt a sense of crisis in her heart. A cold breath fell down. Just about to stop, she was slapped on the chest. With a puff, Zhen Ying flew sideways and rolled on the ground. She couldn't get up seriously.

Zhu Xi was shocked to see that the person who took the shot was actually his father who was going to leave. He didn't know when to turn back. He seriously injured Zhen Ying with one palm. Standing on the sofa, his black hair danced and exuded a devil like atmosphere. His temperament was very different.

Yang Ping's eyes were full of murders and stared at Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan said indifferently, "if you don't obey me, there is only one way to go. That is death. Yang Ping, blame your bad life."

He raised his hand and slapped Yang Ping on the head.

Yang Ping looked at Zhu Yan indifferently and ignored his palm. Since he was going to die under the other party's palm, he didn't show any fear and took it lightly. At the critical moment, Zhu Yan frowned and held his palm in the air. He said unhappily, "get out of the way!"

Zhu Xi rushed to Yang Ping and blocked him with her body. She said stubbornly, "if he dies, kill me together."

Zhu Yan's pupils jumped with angry flames, his eyes tangled, and said in a deep voice, "if you don't get out of the way, I'll kill you together."

Zhu Xi raised her proud head and sneered, "it's a big deal to die."

Zhu Yan was furious. Her daughter not only opposed herself, but also used her life to protect other men, making him jealous and crazy. She said angrily, "Yang Ping, if you are a man, don't hide behind a woman."

Zhu Xi interrupted, "I volunteered."

Zhu Yan looked at his daughter's despairing appearance. Unexpectedly, he stood in front of him for an outsider. He didn't know what to do. He slapped Zhu Xi in the face and scolded, "look at your appearance. It's embarrassing!"

Pop!

Zhu Xi rolled on the ground, her cheeks flushed, her delicate body trembled, and looked at Zhu Yan indifferently.

Zhu Yan felt a pain in his heart and looked at the red print on his daughter's face. While he was angry, he was a little sad. He said secretly that this is the daughter he taught. She is not good enough to stay. His anger was not that his daughter offended him, but that he knew Yang Ping must die, but he still had to protect him.

There was an illusion of being betrayed in Zhu Yan's heart.

Zhen Ying was seriously injured, Zhu Xi was slapped, and Yang Ping's inner flame burned violently, but he can't worry. He needs to slowly accumulate his Qi and supplement the exhausted energy. He needs time. A cup of tea is enough.

Unfortunately, Zhu Yan won't give him a chance. He has long seen that Yang Ping's heart is surplus but his strength is insufficient. He can't miss a good chance to kill.

So Zhu Yan drew his sword and stabbed Yang Ping in the middle of his eyebrows.

When this sword is used, it is the strongest formula of ten thousand swords. It is an inferior ancient martial arts at the prefecture level. Ten thousand swords belong to the sect. Countless sword Qi burst out from the body and integrated into a sword. A sword flies, and the whole world falls into silence.

Zhu Yan has no mercy and is bound to kill Yang Ping.

Zhu Xi and Zhen Ying turn pale and want to stop them. It's too late. They can only watch the long sword stab into Yang Ping's eyebrows. Their hearts are tingling and tears can't help flowing out. Zhu Yan's expression was indifferent and he didn't bring fireworks.

Yang Ping felt the strength of Zhu Yan's sword and sighed in his heart that he didn't do his best in the previous duel in the parking lot. This time, it was a real killing move.

In the sword breath, the strong wind suddenly rises, and the clothes are blown close to the skin. Yang Ping has only Zhu Yan's sword in his pupil.

There was no joy or sorrow on Zhu Yan's face, which was extremely ethereal.

Just when the two women thought that Yang Ping was bound to die, they changed suddenly. Zhu Yan roared, threw away his long sword, covered his head and roared in pain. Yang Ping's eyes were bleeding, and the blood slipped down her cheeks, striking her eyes.

Boom!

Zhu Yan knocked the door open and ran away.

Zhen Ying and Zhu Xi have not sobered up from their sadness. The battle is over. Zhu Yan, the winner, smashed the gate and left. Yang Ping still sat quietly on the stool, covered with blood.

"Yang Ping, are you all right?" Zhen Ying rushed over and worried. Zhu Xi wanted to stop talking and seemed very concerned, but she was embarrassed to open her mouth, bit her lips and silently observed Yang Ping.

Cough.

Yang Ping coughed up blood, raised his hand to stop Zhen Ying's embrace and gasped, "I'm fine. I need a good rest."

He got up with difficulty and went into the room.

In the living room, Zhen Ying and Zhu Xi looked at each other and could only wait helplessly. They don't understand how serious Yang Ping's injury is. Since they say it's okay, they can only believe it for the time being. On the sofa, cold-blooded slowly woke up, probably because of excessive blood loss and weakness.

"Cold blooded elder martial brother." Zhen Ying exclaimed in surprise, "are you awake, hungry?"

The cold-blooded vision recovered, saw the concerned face of the younger martial sister, felt her small head and said, "I'm not hungry. What's going on? Am I going to die?"

Zhen Ying sighed and told him what happened after his coma. She was frightened when she heard the cold-blooded news.

Zhu Xi silently looked at the room and had no idea to chat with them. She didn't know what she was thinking. Zhen Ying bit her lips and said heartache, "sister Zhu Xi, I'm very sad."

He nodded coldly and said, "Zhu Yan is an owl. No one had talked before he came. Zhu Yan is the one who hides the most. I'm afraid his strength is in the nine grade realm. No one is an opponent unless cangbaoxuan makes a move."

Zhen Ying turned pale and shouted, "so powerful?"

Cold blooded nodded silently and sighed, "although I don't know what way Yang Ping made Zhu Yan retreat, the price must be very high."

Zhu Xi's pupil shrinks and her heart trembles.

After Yang Ping entered the room, it was quiet and the atmosphere was oppressed. Zhu Xi wanted to go in and ask, but she didn't face it and had to wait outside. Zhen Ying clamored to go in, but was stopped by Zhu Xi's eyes.

I hope everything is all right. Zhu Xi prayed silently.

Zhu family, Linhai villa.

When Zhu Yan returned home, he rudely pushed away the steward who came forward to report the matter, and said in a cold voice, "get out!"

The steward was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and trembled. He didn't dare to stand up until Zhu Yan left. He showed a frightened expression. The expression of the house owner just now was particularly ferocious, and the breath on his body could freeze his soul.

Zhu Yan came to the secret room and sat on the ice bed. The cold air came out from the bottom of the bed and entered the pores. His eyes were bleeding and a violent mental force was injected into his mind to try to control his body.

What a domineering spirit, what a terrible sight!

Zhu Yan thought of his apartment in Washington. If he didn't feel the crisis in advance and close his eyes, I'm afraid he would be seriously injured at that moment. But the mental power still came into my mind and went crazy.

Slowly recuperate. The cold ice bed has the function of meditation. Zhu Yan practices here all the year round and gets twice the result with half the effort. Soon his mind is calm and his face changes from ferocious to peaceful. He became a handsome man.

"Yang Ping, you make trouble for me again and again. One day I will kill you." Zhu Yan hated.

The reason why he must kill Yang Ping is unknown to others, and even Zhu Xi doesn't understand. Only he knows that Yang Ping must die, which has nothing to do with others. Just want him to die.

"I won't let you win the Dragon God competition!" Zhu Yan narrowed his eyes and emitted a cold light. The cold on his body was more terrible than the ten thousand year cold ice.

Leaving the secret room, Zhu Xi came to the main hall and saw a man drinking tea leisurely and contentedly. He frowned and said unhappily, "Augustine, you came uninvited for the second time. Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Augustine smiled, got up, bowed and said politely, "Dear Mr. Zhu, don't you have a saying in China that it's fun to have friends from afar? Why do you shut out my friend who sent me to the door?"

Zhu Yan said faintly, "different ways don't work together."

Augustine sighed and said sadly, "Mr. Zhu, you know our sincerity. Only by cooperating with us can you achieve your wish. Therefore, I hope Mr. Zhu can consider it well."

Zhu Yan sneered, waved and said, "no need. Although I am cruel and cruel, my Zhu family will never do anything to betray the country. What do you see on the wall?"

Augustine saw the old picture on the wall. It was a black-and-white picture. Four young people were wearing military uniforms and carrying rifles. Their expression was firm and exuded a lifelong consciousness of fighting for the cause of communism.

"Do you understand?" Zhu Yan said indifferently.

Augustine shrugged, pointed to the picture above and said, "I still don't understand what you mean, but your grandfather was very handsome."

Zhu Yan sneered and said proudly, "I have military blood on me. I can't betray the country."

Augustine narrowed his eyes and slightly bent his mouth. Knowing that he couldn't persuade Zhu Yan, he shrugged and said, "well, I'm sorry I can't cooperate with you. But I have good news for Mr. Zhu."

Zhu Yan snorted, "I'm afraid it's not good news."

Augustine tut said with a smile, "of course it's good news. Mr. Zhu, I heard that Prince bell has come to Longcheng. Prince bell is very angry that you take advantage of Wang Teng. So I hope you pay attention to it when you sleep these days."

Zhu Yan was awe inspiring.