Chapter 736

"Have you made up your mind?"

In front of the bamboo house in the treasure Pavilion, Mrs. Zhu stood with her hands down and looked at the night sky. Her eyes seemed to see through the night sky and discover the deepest secret of the universe.

The bamboo house has been replaced. Fresh bamboo grows in the bamboo forest. It is lush and full of vitality, just like the bamboo lady at the moment.

She is like a star, emitting hot energy.

Yang Ping felt that she had adjusted her state to the peak, even more terrible than when she killed Dai Honghua, and entered another mode.

Incarnate stars.

Yang Ping's spirit is not good. He gives Zhu Xi his own Yang bearing and hugs her life, but he pays a great deal. He sends out the source of Jiuyang in his body and loses his strongest dependence.

After a while, he will become a loser.

No energy, no martial arts.

Nothing there?

He is no longer a legend, no longer a murderous God who makes the world talk. He will become an ordinary man, and his life span is very short, and he will live no more than half a year.

If you ask yourself, do you regret it?

Yang Ping didn't think about it. He only knew that if he didn't do it, he would regret it all his life.

His current state is like a wicker by the lake. He moves with the wind and may fall at any time. He is weaker than the woman with weak Liu Fufeng@^^$

When Mrs. Zhu arrived, her pupils flashed a shock, but she soon recovered to silence.

"Think about it." Yang Ping said firmly.

Mrs. Zhu withdrew her eyes from the night sky, sighed and said faintly, "Yang Ping, I don't know how to say you, silly or infatuated. You know that combining with Zhu Xi will solve all problems. Why not fight for it?"

Yang Ping immediately knew that Mrs. Zhu saw through everything and wanted to hide it from her realm. It was impossible.

He looked calm and said with a smile, "I can't do anything forced."! $*!

Mrs. Zhu looked at him differently and said, "I thought you were as amorous as your master. Unexpectedly, a amorous master turned over a different disciple. It's a strange thing."

Yang Ping said with a wry smile, "madam, you didn't come to me to scold my master."

Mrs. Zhu looked at Yang Ping as if she saw through his body. In her eyes, Yang Ping felt that everything had not been reserved and was shocked.

Madam is in too strong condition now. Even if Dai Honghua recovers to the peak, it is estimated that she is far from her opponent. Before she, and now she, is completely two levels.

Embarrassed to be seen, Yang Ping reluctantly smiled and said, "madam, what's the nature you said?"

Mrs. Zhu smiled.

This was Mrs. Zhu's first smile in front of him. It was very beautiful. It was as beautiful as an elf in the night sky. Yang Ping lost his mind for a moment and had to sigh. Mrs. Zhu may be the least cannibal woman he has ever seen.

Yang Ping is very strange. How did Mrs. Zhu come from? The word "madam" must have been married, but what man in the world is worthy of Mrs. Zhu?

"Do you think you can go in now?"

Mrs. Zhu shook her head, showed her compassionate eyes, and sighed, "you completely waste yourself. After you go in, you won't come out alive. Now you have only one way to restore your strength, that is, combine with Zhu Xi, and maybe restore your strength."

Yang Ping shook his head and said stubbornly, "I want to go in. If I don't try, how can I know if it's ok?"

Mrs. Zhu's face became cold and quickly. She hummed, "do you think I'll let you in?"

Yang Ping stared at Mrs. Zhu and said, "madam, if you are worried about my master, please rest assured that this is my own choice and has nothing to do with you."

Mrs. Zhu said coldly, "I will be afraid of your master?"

Yang Ping consciously made a slip of the tongue and explained, "madam, I don't mean that. I really want to go in. You said that this is my only hope."

"No, your only hope is your combination with Zhu Xi."

Yang Ping knew there was no way for Mrs. Zhu to let him in, but he still didn't give up. He gritted his teeth and said, "madam, if you don't let me in, I will... I will die in front of you. Then my master will ask and see how you explain."

Mrs. Zhu looked at Yang Ping indifferently.

Yang Ping is not afraid.

"No regrets?"

Finally, Mrs. Zhu couldn't resist Yang Ping's stubborn eyes. She frowned and said, "you should know that a saint's entry is a near death. You have no way to live. Are you sure you want to go back?"

"If you don't go in, at least you're still alive. After you go in, you'll die."

Mrs. Zhu said with certainty that no one knows the horror of that place better than her. Saints will be killed if they go in. That's not what ordinary people can imagine.

Yang Ping nodded heavily.

Mrs. Zhu shook her head and said, "go back. Go find Zhu Xi and explain the matter. That silly girl also likes you. If she knows the cause and effect, she will be willing to combine with you."

Yang Ping hurriedly said, "No."

Mrs. Zhu sneered, "why, I still need to explain this?"

Yang Ping shook her head and said, "madam, you don't know my relationship with Zhu Xi, and I don't like kidnapping others with morality. Whether she likes me or is willing to combine has nothing to do with me. I just want to make a breakthrough by relying on my own efforts."

Mrs. Zhu said piteously, "today's young people are always so conceited. Twenty years ago, it was a golden world with a cloud of talents. There were several saints in the holy land, but they didn't come out alive after they went in."

Yang Ping was shocked.

Natural saints die and lie in the trough. Is there any mistake.

People's talents are divided into three, six, nine and so on. Not everyone can practice martial arts. Martial arts cultivation first depends on talent. There are ordinary people, geniuses, wizards, unparalleled geniuses, natural saints and the right one.

The greatest wizards belong to their own disciples in the holy land. Zhang Mingxian is the greatest wizard. It can be seen that the greatest wizards are rare.

Natural saints are still above the world's wizards. There are few or even none in the whole world. At least Yang Ping has never heard of it.

Even natural saints die when they go in.

Yang Ping was silent.

Mrs. Zhu thought he was afraid. A ray of disappointment came out of her eyes and said, "go back and do whatever you want in the future. In Longcheng, no one can hurt you."

Yang Ping was depressed.

How do you think madam means to treat a dead man? When he is dying, he can eat whatever he wants and buy whatever he wants.

But does Yang Ping belong to the person who agrees?

Absolutely not.

Yang Ping looked up, showed more and more firm eyes, and said in a deep voice, "madam, I want you to help me."

Mrs. Zhu nodded.

It's like this. There's nothing to refuse.

"Lend me a phone."

Although Mrs. Zhu is an expert, she must have a phone. In her identity and status, the contacts on her mobile phone are estimated to be super powerful or powerful giants.

Mrs. Zhu didn't expect Yang Ping's request to be so. She hesitated and spread her hands. There is really a recent domestic mobile phone on it.

Yang Ping took his mobile phone and whispered that he was indeed a loved one and liked to use domestic mobile phones.

"Who are you calling?" Mrs. Zhu asked. Her mobile phone has a password lock, and every contact person usually rarely uses her number. Not many people in the world know her number.

Yang Ping said, "my master."

Mrs. Zhu squinted and passed. She didn't see how she moved. Her mobile phone unlocked, and then a number appeared. The name on it was very strange and old.

Never die?

Yang Ping almost didn't laugh. Although he is not in the mood to joke, his master probably has no good reputation in the eyes of others.

In fact, I use Mrs. Zhu's phone because I'm afraid that the old man won't answer and can't get through. How can I persuade Mrs. Zhu to let him fight for the chance of good fortune.

Don't think about it. It must be terrible.

Only by persuading the old man can we persuade Mrs. Zhu.

Yang Ping thought about how to persuade the old man, pondered, dialed the old man's number, which was quickly connected, but the old man's first sentence almost made him spit blood and die.

"Hey, big beauty, is it the same? Do you want to marry me as a little wife?"

Mrs. Zhu heard that her eyes were cold, and the air condensed into a frost. It was not bamboo leaves that fell in the bamboo forest, but a knife.

Yang Ping felt his back cold.