Chapter 1781

Liu Chenggong felt that Yang Ping was a miracle creator and was used to many incredible things. However, he was shocked to see that Yang Ping easily killed Shi long.

Lin Zicong's eyes at Yang Ping are not complicated, but awe, which stems from the awe of the strong.

The stone dragon is dead.

Yang Ping directly crushed his soul with spirit pressure. When Shi Long died, his soul was broken and countless black souls floated in the air. It was the wronged soul that died miserably in the hands of Shi Long and was finally liberated.

Shi Long killed many people and deserved his death. So Yang Ping did not show mercy.

"Boss!"

Liu Chenggong thumbed up and threw his five body into the tunnel: "the cow is forced."

"Who are you?"

Lin Zicong had seen Yang Ping's strength and dared not be disrespectful. He thought that he had such a terrible master just now. Maybe a look in his eyes could make him disappear.

It's horrible.

Even the strongest members of the Lin family may not be as powerful as this person. Shi Long is a more powerful expert in the great sage realm, otherwise my aunt will not accept it. These years, my aunt has recruited Jianghu experts, regardless of their origin, and can be sheltered if they are strong enough, so the high hands who enter the Lin family are uneven.

"Go, go to Lin's house."

Yang Ping was not very happy to kill Shilong. Although everyone was in the same realm, as a person against the sky, Shilong's strength was too poor and was not a level at all.

"Is this the strongest expert you called?"

When she reached the door, Yang Ping stopped, turned back and asked Lin Zicong.

Lin Zicong turned pale and hurriedly bowed his head and said, "he's not mine, but Qing'er's. I didn't expect Qing'er to send him after asking for help. Maybe Qing'er even wants to kill me."

"Tough enough."

Yang Ping nodded secretly and became more alert to Qing'er. Through many terrible details, he saw that Qing'er was not simple. He first mixed with Liu Chenggong to experience the world of mortals, then pretended to be dead to deceive Liu Chenggong, and then married Lin Zicong. These ordinary women couldn't do it. When things were exposed, they sent experts before the wedding day. Even Lin Zicong wanted to erase them.

"Master!"

Lin Zicong hesitated for a moment and shouted, "I think we'd better wait." seeing Yang Ping looking at him, afraid of his misunderstanding, he quickly explained, "I'm not saying that you're not strong enough, but that the Lin family's dragon pool and tiger's den. Shilong is just a dog under my aunt's hand. At most, she's powerful. My aunt's strength is unfathomable and there are countless capable people under her hand. Qing'er is the apple of my aunt's eye. If you go now, it's not suitable."

His meaning is obvious, let Yang Ping do what he can. Although he is confident, he is facing the super family in Beijing.

"Your aunt can't represent the Lin family."

Yang Ping had to admit that Lin was strong. But Chi Chung Lam's aunt could not represent Lin Jia. At least in Lin's family, the old ancestor has the final say. Even the owner of the household must nod his ancestors to sit steady.

"But my aunt has a strong connection. She is the owner's own daughter. She disappeared for ten years at the age of 18. After she came back, she was invincible among her peers. My ancestors once said that my aunt is a rare genius in 50 years. If it weren't for her daughter, the current owner might be my aunt."

Lin Zicong explained in enough detail and said, "even if it's the owner, it may not be my aunt's opponent. My aunt speaks. In the Lin family, except for the ancestors and the elders' Association, the owner should be afraid of three points."

Liu Chenggong smiled bitterly. If it was just a general branch, it might not be so complex, but Lin Zicong's aunt said it was terrible. A female generation has such a high place in the Lin family, which shows that her strength and wisdom crush her peers.

"Since you know Qing'er is very powerful, why do you want to marry her?" Yang Ping asked curiously.

Lin Zicong smiled bitterly and said helplessly, "this is the marriage made by my aunt. She set the good day. In fact, our marriage is very free, but I can't. I have to go to Qing'er to be my wife."

"Qing'er is mine!"

Liu Chenggong sneered and hummed, "what nonsense matchmaker's words, your aunt is not heaven."

"You'll know when you see it."

Lin Zicong shook his head and said helplessly, "she is very special."

"You're special, too."

Yang Ping glanced at Lin Zicong. If he didn't look carefully, he couldn't find that there was an extremely terrible power in his blood. It was estimated that it was the power of blood in the legend. It seemed that there was a real dragon in his body and he might wake up at any time.

Sure enough, Lin Zicong's blood is the real dragon blood, which is similar to the real Huang blood in Zheng Jiayi's body. They are all extremely strong blood.

Zhenhuang and Zhenlong are divine beasts at the level of king of heaven. They once existed side by side with the eternal night dragon, but they slowly disappeared in the long river of history because they stood in the wrong team, but the strong at their level left behind to wait for rebirth.

"Your aunt has bad intentions for you. She should want Qing'er's wedding night to devour your real dragon blood." Yang Ping saw through everything and pushed the performance results, which frightened Lin Zicong.

"No, my aunt is nice to me." Lin Zicong said nervously.

Yang Ping smiled, shrugged and said, "I'm just talking. In fact, things are not as bad as you think. At least you're still alive, aren't you?"

"Why do I feel chilly behind my back?" Lin Zicong muttered.

Liu Chenggong and Lin Zicong recover from their injuries. After Yang Ping's skillful treatment, they become energetic. The three go to the Lin family together. Yang Ping mainly wants to see Qing'er and help Liu Chenggong understand this evil relationship.

Lin Zicong's mansion is very large and has a much higher status than Lin Zhendong, all because Lin Zicong's aunt has a lot of words in the Lin family and has surpassed Lin Zhendong.

There are two stone lions at the gate of the mansion, towering and solemn. The yard is very deep. Lin Zicong leads the way. No one stops him, but occasionally a passing expert doesn't look at Lin Zicong. Except for the gardener and nanny, others ignore him, indicating that Lin Zicong is not high in the family. He called the wind and rain outside, but he didn't expect to go home, but his status was greatly reduced.

"Because of Qing'er." Lin Zicong gritted his teeth, and a painful look flashed in his eyes, "Qing'er is very talented. I'm just an ordinary person, so people think it's not worth Qing'er marrying me. Moreover, in recent years, everyone has moved closer to Qing'er, and I gradually lose my position at home. Although my aunt knows, she doesn't intervene. Qing'er's position in my aunt's heart is too high. No one is allowed to bully her. Over time, I thought Qing'er was my aunt's daughter."

"Interesting."

When I walked into the Lin family, I felt at least a dozen strong spiritual explorations. There were hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the yard. It was not simple. Three steps, one array, combined together, was a great array of the heavens. The Heavenly Master was going to die when he came in.

"Let's come in and find Qing'er. Don't bother, or I can't save you." Lin Zicong reminded.

The three people continued to move forward and finally came to a two-and-a-half-story villa. The aura here is very strong, far beyond the outside. Obviously, the people living inside have a high status.

"This is where Qing'er lives."

Liu Chenggong is very nervous. She is going to see the goddess Qing'er in her dream. I don't know if she still remembers me?

Tomorrow we will get married, but the Lin family is very quiet and seems to have no sense of marriage. This is the most strange place.

The villa is quiet and seems to have plenty of aura, but Yang Ping keenly feels that it is lifeless. It can be said that it is a dead place, and he can't help but be awed. The character of a person practicing in a dead place will not be much better.

It seems that Liu Chenggong is just a chess piece of Qing'er's experience in the world of mortals.

"Lin Zicong, what are you doing here?"

A soft drink came from the villa, followed by a girl in her early twenties, wearing sportswear and holding a long sword, glared at Lin Zicong with unfriendly eyes.