Chapter 1039

But Yang Ping quickly shook his head and denied the idea in his mind. It can't be a pearl. Those who can silently kill the king of assassination are at least as strong as themselves. Even if the pearl is powerful, it won't improve so fast by taking a rocket.

Looking up at the sky, Yang Ping said in his heart, pearl, where are you?

I haven't seen the Pearl for a long time, but the shadow left in my mind is more and more clear. He clearly remembers the Pearl's face and his watery eyes. When he looks at him, he is always full of deep feelings.

When she went back to her room and lay in bed, Yang Ping was sleepy, not because she lost too much mental power, but because she thought of the Pearl and didn't want to do anything.

This lying down is a deep sleep.

Night fell.

The dragon city is shrouded in a layer of gauze. The high sky sometimes reflects starlight. The energy mask formed by a layer of defense array always protects the civilians under the dragon city.

When Yang Ping was sleeping, the golden needle of the spiritual world shook, and then a light flashed in a place deep underground of Longcheng.

Like a meteor passing through the night sky, it is short and beautiful.

At the moment when the light flashed deep underground, the high walls around an ancient house in Longcheng were covered with ivy. This place has a history of 100 years and was once the former residence of a famous person.

I advise God to be energetic, not stick to one pattern and bring down talents.

An old man stood under the high wall and looked at a stone tablet in front of him, on which was engraved a poem with seven character quatrains, just like thunder rolling to alert the world.

The old man was hunchbacked, leaning on a black wood crutch and wearing a pair of presbyopia glasses, carefully reading the poems in the former residence of celebrities.

When the meteor flashed in the sky, the old man looked up, stared at the direction where the meteor disappeared, sighed, "the disaster star is here, and the chaos is not far away." he turned into the room and sat down to read. Books are isolated books. They are well maintained and smell like books@^^$

His eyes were only books. It seemed that the chaotic form of Longcheng had nothing to do with him. At this time, someone came outside the high wall and said, "the demon gate Qingqing pays a visit to elder Ke."

The old man took off his glasses, walked slowly to the gate, then opened the iron door, looked carefully at Qingqing full of youth and vitality and the mountain uncle next to her, and said with a smile: "what wind brings the double servant girl of the princess of the magic door. Come in and sit down."

Qingqing greets him politely. Shanbo next to him is a little nervous. He doesn't have much respect even in the face of Xiao Shao, an extremely powerful saint. You should know that the strong of the demon gate is respected. In front of me, Mr. Ke is strong enough to make Qingqing dare not be presumptuous.

Ke Yidao, one of the eight Dharma protectors of the demon sect leader, is known as the sword demon in the Jianghu. He kills the enemy with only one knife and his cultivation is unfathomable.

Princess Mormon also has great respect for Ke Yidao.! $*!

"Miss, I know that elder Ke came to Longcheng and specially asked Qingqing to visit. If elder Ke needs anything, just ask Qingqing." Qingqing is carrying a bamboo basket with all kinds of ancient books on it. Ke Yidao's eyes brightened and he laughed.

"Spend money, spend money. I'm too old to be a young lady." Ke Yidao said so, but his eyes didn't leave the bamboo basket. He only loves Guben and Baodao. Everyone in the magic door knows that he asks him to do what he likes.

Although Ke Yidao wanted it very much, he didn't pick it up and said with a smile: "Qingqing, if your young lady asks me to stand on her side, I'll come to the wrong place. Lord devil is alive and young. It's too early to say something."

Qingqing hurriedly explained: "elder Ke, my young lady said that she just wanted to show filial piety to you. There was no other meaning. As for the team problem, Lord devil has his own discretion."

Ke Yidao laughed and said happily, "that's good. My old bone can't stand the toss. I came to Longcheng to rest for a while, not for anything."

Qingqing's heart is full of hatred. Ke Yidao is famous for his greed, especially for weapons. How can he not be interested in the legendary artifact in Longcheng, but just pretend to be hypocritical.

The three sat down and talked for half an hour.

Qingqing leaves.

Before leaving, Ke Yidao seemed to ask casually, "Xiao is dead?"

Qingqing's face changed slightly and said with a smile, "I should be dead."

Ke Yidao smiled, shook his head and sighed: "Hey, young people now don't leave a line. They kill when they say they kill. Xiao Shang is my valued younger generation. The people of the immortal medical school don't give me face. At least give the devil face."

Qingqing was awe inspiring.

Ke Yidao wants to avenge Xiao Shao. There is something in his words. If the magic door doesn't do it, he will personally understand Yang Ping's life.

Qingqing has no doubt about Ke Yidao's strength, but she doesn't make peace, because some rules can't be touched. At least Ke Yidao's decision, as a junior, Qingqing can't stop it.

Looking at the car leaving, Ke Yidao's eyes changed from soft to indifferent, and the whole person's breath turned into a sharp sword, which can cut up the void.

"You can have a good time at the party in the evening."

Ke Yidao said coldly.

No one knows the real relationship between Xiao Shao and Ke Yidao. People outside think they are friends who forget their years. In fact, Xiao Shao is the illegitimate son of Ke Yidao.

"Old witch, are you going tonight?" Ke Yidao roared at the opposite yard, as if the next door neighbor invited each other to be a guest, afraid that the other party would be deaf and laugh.

"Go, why don't you go. The treasure house is not your devil's cliff. You can't get in and out." there is also a yard opposite the high wall of the old house, but it's full of fences. Half a person is tall. An old woman came out step by step and said with a smile, "Ke Yidao, I haven't seen you do it in 20 years. Is it rusty?"

Ke Yidao said angrily, "nonsense, my blade is sharp. Believe it or not, I'll kill you together."

The old woman shook her head and sighed, "I'm old. Twenty years later, I dare to enter the dragon city. Except for the two of us, I don't know whether those people who didn't die in those years have sneaked in."

Twenty years of murder?

A trace of pain flashed in Ke Yidao's eyes. Too many people died that year and half of the golden world was buried. They had not broken through that year. They could only be low-end combat effectiveness, but escaped.

In their minds, they could not help but picture their bodies above the sky. They slaughtered Wulin experts crazily. Black and white lost a lot in that bloody case.

Since then, there has been a provision that saints in Longcheng are not allowed to enter.

However, the times have changed and the rules have changed. There are loopholes in the array for defending Longcheng for 20 years. Many experts are lurking among them. They are just two of them.

"What are you doing in the treasure house? Do you want to be an old lover?" Ke Yidao sneered.

The old woman was very angry and scolded, "Ke Yidao, you chased me for many years. Are you jealous? Now you can't see me when I'm old, right? There are many young and beautiful beauties outside. You can play. But can you still play?"

Ke Yidao was ashamed and angry when he mentioned the old story. He did pursue the old woman in those years, but it was a long time ago and a disgrace to his life, because his rival in love was a person he couldn't beat.

Well, the old fisherman in the South China Sea was forced to go to heaven with a fishing rod and cattle, waiting for me to kill him.

Ke Yidao thought so.

"I want to kill someone. Can you help me?" Ke Yidao said suddenly. He looked up at the old woman's eyes and his voice was full of sadness. "He killed my son, our only son."