Dark emperor, a rare name, but Mrs. Zheng said it very piously. The dark emperor seemed to come from a distant place. Mrs. Zheng's face was startled and continued: "the dark emperor, you let me lurk in the Zheng family for many years, and finally waited for him. What should I do next?"
"OK, I see. You are the greatest. If the dark emperor hadn't taken the lead in those years, now the dark dimension will keep your things in your bag, I will continue to pay attention to the Zheng family. Please rest assured."
Mrs. Zheng's eyes were firm and set an example.
Footsteps came from outside.
Mrs. Zheng sneered, but soon changed her sad face and recited scriptures silently.
Zheng Yu walked into the ancestral hall, looked at the figure who had been with him for many years, sighed and said, "madam, if you hadn't been too persistent, we wouldn't have come to this day. You know I won't kill you, so let you go now."
Mrs. Zheng turned around and silently looked at Zheng Yu, full of deep feeling and desolate way: "do you want to drive me away?"
Zheng Yu nodded.
Mrs. Zheng closed her eyes, took out a sharp knife from the futon, showed her determination, and said in a deep voice, "I married the Zheng family at the age of 18 and broke off relations with the family, but now I have been abandoned. What face can I see? Since you don't want to see me, why should I live in this world."
With a knife inserted into her body, Mrs. Zheng looked at Zheng Yu calmly and gently. She vomited blood and said, "Zheng Yu, I owe you all this time. There will be no relationship in the future."
Zheng Yu turned pale, hurriedly hugged her and said painfully, "madam, why do you bother? I didn't want to kill you at all."
But Mrs. Zheng was bleeding. Her calm eyes and death seeking mentality made Zheng Yu miserable. Although he hated his wife, if he hadn't loved her, how could he abandon Mingzhu mother and daughter and have feelings with a woman he didn't love for more than ten years.
"Madam, don't do anything stupid."
Zheng Yu hurriedly picked up his wife, rushed out and shouted, "come on, hurry to the hospital."
Looking at Zheng Yu, Zheng Jiayi came out, frowned and said, "uncle, you are so kind. She is not a good person at all, but she can only deceive you." I remember Yang Ping said in his ear before leaving, be careful of Mrs. Zheng.
Zheng Jiayi wanted to come and have a look, but when she saw the scene of Mrs. Zheng's suicide, she was awed. A woman who was cruel to herself was much more terrible than those who were seemingly vicious.
Zheng Jiayi feels that she has a heavy burden. The Zheng family has no saints. She has just awakened and promoted saints by blood. However, the background is too thin to last. She still needs to continue to become strong. A master in the early days of a saint can't support a second rate family.
After internal fighting, the Zheng family became very weak, stormy and panicked. They could never return to their former glory, but Zheng Jiayi still insisted that if even she gave up, the Zheng family would be really finished. It is impossible for Zheng Yu to hold up the flag of the Zheng family. Zheng Jiayi soon remembered Yang Ping. If he was there, there would be nothing to worry about.
At this time, Yang Ping returned to the kayah club and released the angel in a separate courtyard.
Angels are sexy and hot. They can charm thousands of men. When they come out, they also try to conquer Yang Ping with their bodies. But who is he? The charm of this little trick is not useful.
"Don't waste time. I know you're procrastinating. You call your companions and come out together." Yang Pingqiao crossed his legs and looked at the depths of the void with interest. There were three energy bodies that were stronger than the angels in front of him.
Finally, the void cracked, and three white figures hung in the air, staring at Yang Ping coldly.
Yang Ping waved, smiled and said, "come down and have tea together."
The three angels shot, shrouded in the pure smell of light, and formed a net of light. In the net, you can see all forms of sentient beings. This is to use the emotional net to deal with Yang Ping. Anyone will be interested, only the energy bodies do not, because they are controlled by others. Mortals have emotions and weaknesses. So the angel relied on the way to deal with others to deal with Yang Ping.
Countless negative emotions spread out in the net. Yang Ping saw all forms of sentient beings. Negative emotions affected the spiritual world. Black lines like silk wound up to trap Yang Ping.
Yang Ping nodded and said with a smile: "yes, your move should not be created by yourself, nor is it a talent, but the move of the people behind you. It is indeed novel to use emotion as an attack means. Even the general saint is expected to fall into it."
The three archangels did not answer, but the output of great emotions, absorbed all the life forms of mortals in the kayah club, and then injected them into the net.
The people from the kayah club are all rich people. They generally can't get what they want. Their emotions are more complex, terrible and powerful than ordinary people. The angels use this move to trap Yang Ping.
Yang Ping let the net fall and looked calm.
"Seal!"
The three angels shouted in unison. The voice was very good. It meant bewitching. It was a kind of spiritual attack.
The net is put away and wants to pull a cart. If Yang Ping can't fight, he will become a part of the net and be homogenized by the power of all forms of sentient beings and become a person in the net.
Yang Ping smiled, shook his head and said, "you are very childish."
Crackling.
The net is broken.
Yang Ping almost didn't use his mental strength to break the net. Relying on the pure strength of his body, the emotional attack fell short. He had a strong interest in the people behind him, and even didn't hesitate to let the angels have so much fun. When the emotional net fell, he had already caught the source of the net.
The source of the net was in the club of kayah.
Yang Ping got up, the surrounding space was broken, the net disappeared, and the three angels' figures were illusory. They could not bear their pressure, and completely turned into pure original power. When he reached for it, a line, energy connection line, appeared in the palm of his hand. Yang Ping has understood many things since he came out of Yunnan City, in which he can determine the position of the other party according to the source of energy.
The source of energy that controls the angel is in the kayah club.
Yang Ping waved his hand and the gate of heavenly prisoners emerged. The gate of heavenly prisoners is far beyond the existence of the emotional net. It can not only swallow the power of the emotional net, but also trap all sentient beings. If you go up one level, it is the gate of all living beings, which can trap experts in the realm of longevity.
Out of the other courtyard, Yang Ping walked towards the energy source.
At the gate of an ancient courtyard, Yang Pinggang came here. The source of bright energy was immediately cut off. He smiled and whispered. He was very sensitive. He seemed to be a good opponent. He has hidden his breath, and even the heavenly realm can't detect it, but the other party can cut off all contacts at the moment he enters, and lose a lot of light sources, which is enough to show that this person's character is decisive, but it doesn't matter. In front of absolute strength, conspiracy and intrigue are useless.
He wanted to go in, but three people came out, talking and laughing, and his eyes were frozen.
Two are acquaintances and a stranger.
In particular, the girl in the middle is very charming. She seems to gather the aura around her and is the center wherever she goes. She is like an elf in the world. She is so beautiful that she doesn't eat fireworks, which is very different from the charm of Xuanyuan Waner.
"Hello, friend."
Xuanyuan Waner saw Yang Ping and said with a smile, "just wanted to find you, I saw you. Is it fate?"
Wang Cheng said, "meeting is fate. It's better to go out together."
Yang Ping swept through the three people and didn't find the source of the power of light. Of course, the best is the beauty in the middle, but he can't be 100% sure. He had an idea and said, "why not do it."
The beauty in the middle looked at Yang Ping curiously.