Liu Chenggong and Lin Zicong look at Yang Ping and can't help but show their horror. They almost died just now and don't want to experience it again. But Yang Ping says it's just the beginning. What does this mean?
Yang Ping wanted to tell them about Jue, but found it useless to say more, which would only add to his troubles. He said, "I'll go back to Longcheng first. See you again when I have a chance."
Lin Zicong couldn't bear to know each other without fighting. He sighed, "I have few friends. There are too many intrigues in the capital. I live very tired. How I wish I could go to a quiet place."
"You can go back to the dragon city with me. I'm afraid you, a young master, can't stand the hardships of a small place and go home." Liu Chenggong sneered.
"You're so awesome. Don't think you're great when you were born." Lin Zicong shouted angrily.
Liu Chenggong still had to argue. Yang Ping shook her head, motioned to be quiet and said with a smile, "master Lin, you can go to Longcheng when you have time. Longcheng Bauhinia is very beautiful when it blooms. I have the opportunity to show you around."
"Don't call me young master," Lin Zicong said in embarrassment. Yang pingniu, the other family, was forced too much. How dare you come down and hurriedly said, "just call me Zicong. Brother Yang, you can get up in the capital with your strength. Why go back to Longcheng."
Liu Chenggong couldn't help sneering and said, "my boss is wherever he likes. Can you manage it? He is the most powerful expert of the young generation."
"The best?"
Lin Zicong was unconvinced and said, "you know a Mao. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the capital. The really terrible ones are the four little heavenly kings. You can't imagine their strength. Each of them is comparable to the master of the dollar old club. Li Chen of the Li family, Lin Chen of our family, Zhang Henshui of the Zhang family and Wang Qingfeng of the Wang family are the undisputed strongest."
"That's not as good as my boss," Liu Chenggong sneered.
Yang Ping shook his head and said, "let's go. Don't be wordy."
They said goodbye to Lin Zicong and prepared to buy a ticket back to Longcheng. On the bus to the airport, Liu Chenggong calmed down and looked at the scenery flying all the way in a daze. After a long time, they sighed and said sadly, "I thought I had found love."
"You found it," Yang Ping said with a smile.
Liu Chenggong smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect it to be a scam. Qing'er may not know me at all, but I'm still in sadness. Why is it so difficult to find someone to love?"
"Sooner or later."
"I think it's impossible. My love qinger is dead. My love will never come back with qinger. Boss, I want to become a monk."
"To whom?"
"It's not getting married, it's becoming a monk. I'm disillusioned with the world of mortals."
"It's all the same. If you become a monk, your grandfather will be angry."
“……”
Liu Chenggong sighed, scratched his hair and said irritably, "without qinger, I lose my goal. I don't know what to do in the future?"
"Don't look at me, I don't know." Yang Ping shrugged, and his mind had returned to Longcheng. When he saw Zhu Xi again, he didn't know what it looked like. Zhu Xi would rush over and hug. What he worried about most was that she was still as indifferent as before, just looked at him coldly, and then turned away.
The latter is normal. I'm used to it anyway.
Yang Ping's mouth curled up and unconsciously smiled. After going through so many things, life and death, pain, joys and sorrows, she finally saw hope and light. Zhu Xi would wake up before she could dream.
He was carrying his pocket, and there was a warm feeling from it.
Arrive at the airport and come to the ticket gate.
The ticket checking staff looked at Yang Ping, checked it and said, "Sir, someone wants to see you. Please follow me."
Yang Ping asked, "who?"
The staff said, "sorry, I can't say, but I can guarantee that there will be no problem."
In the face of the staff's appeal, Yang Ping did not refuse, nodded and said, "success, you get on the plane first, I'll go back."
Liu Chenggong muttered, "well, remember not to miss the plane."
Yang Ping followed the staff to the door of an office at the airport. Two plainclothes stood at the door. They were as straight as green pines and exuded a strong smell. This smell originated from soldiers and had a very cordial feeling.
Pushing the door in, Yang Ping saw a familiar old friend, turned and left.
"Hey, I said what you're going to do, and I won't eat you." there was a loud noise in the conference room. People appeared at the door, stopped Yang Ping, stared at the copper bell and scolded, "it's like I'm your enemy."
"There must be nothing good about you." Yang Ping didn't have a good way.
The two soldiers at the door looked at each other, and a shock flashed in their eyes. No one dared to refute the head in a frivolous tone. You know, the head has a great temper, and it's useless for anyone to come. They are very curious about Yang Ping's identity.
"Yang Ping, don't be arrogant. I let you come here without doing anything to you." the people in the conference room are the sixth of the seven ancestors, and their strength is also the top three among the seven ancestors. They have excellent cultivation skills, especially the original power of thunder and the first attack power.
When the two soldiers heard Yang Ping's name, they were shocked and looked at him excitedly.
Is this the legendary captain Yanhuang?
Yang Ping is definitely a legend in the army, and it is a big legend. Many experts are screened from Yanhuang and enter all levels, but Yanhuang can only have one captain, and others will not admit it. At the beginning, the Lin family wanted to send someone to take over Yanhuang team, but they left soon.
From top to bottom, they only accept Yang Ping.
The two were born in other special forces, but their ranking is still below Yanhuang, so they hold twelve points of respect for Yang Ping.
Salute!
The two of them were very polite to Yang Ping and looked at him with excited eyes.
Yang Ping was stunned, then returned to salute, nodded, then turned his head, pulled down his face in an instant, and scolded: "fart, I don't have time. I'm in a hurry to return to the dragon city."
"You can't go back to dragon city for the time being."
The sixth ancestor frowned, shook his head and said, "the boss asked me to supervise you. It's best not to go back this time."
"You want to stop me?"
Yang Ping showed his displeasure. Although the sixth ancestor was very powerful, he had no Jedi strength to intercept him. He said in a deep voice, "no matter who ordered me, no one can stop me from going back."
"This is disobedience!" the sixth ancestor said displeased, and his anger was about to explode.
Yang Ping said lightly, "do you think you alone can stop me? Let others come out."
The sixth ancestor showed helplessness.
"Don't talk nonsense to him. He has long felt my existence." with a giggle, a beautiful woman appeared in the conference room, with her veil covered and eyes like water, looking at Yang Ping curiously. "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. You're really not simple."
The fifth ancestor appeared.
Nie sent two experts to intercept him. He really thinks highly of him.
"Do you do it together?"
Yang Ping stood with his hands down. Even in the face of the two decision-makers of the military, he was not afraid. Even Nirvana can't stop what he wants to do.
"Wood old wants to see you."
The fifth ancestor smiled.
Yang Ping narrowed her eyes and stared at the five ancestors. She found that she didn't lie. Her eyes were complex. Finally, she sighed. Mu Lao still had to go if she wanted to see him. Huilong city can only be delayed for a while, but I'm sure to Huilong city after seeing Mu Lao.
Nodding, he called Liu Chenggong and said he couldn't go back for the time being, so he followed the two masters to get on the bus and leave the airport.
In a manor on the outskirts of the capital.
Yang Ping saw Mu Lao. Looking at his increasingly pale hair and his aging body gradually losing vitality, his eyes turned red. This old man who has contributed his life to China is coming to the end of his life.
He clenched his fist and held back his tears.
Mu Lao lay on the chair and couldn't get up. He looked at him with a smile and gasped, "Yang Ping, come and sit next to me."
Yang Ping hurried to sit beside him, holding Mu Lao's hand.
"I'm leaving."
Mu Lao's eyes twinkled and said with a smile, "it's a pity that I didn't see you get married. I heard you have a wife named Zhu Xi. She's very beautiful. You cherish it."
Yang Ping held back her tears and bowed her head and said, "I will. Thank you for your concern."
"Yang Ping, the country owes you. You have done so many things for the motherland, but the motherland has not given you enough feedback. Do you hate me?" Mu Lao suddenly raised the question and looked forward to looking at him.
Yang Ping hurriedly said, "of course not. Serving the people is my bounden duty."
"That's good, because you've done too many things to make public. Those people don't know your achievements at all, but I know." Mu Laoyue said more and more excitedly, and was unfair to Yang pingming before he died.
Yang Ping was deeply moved.
An old man, an old man who has made great contributions to the country and the people, died thinking of being ashamed of Yang Ping.
How dare he not move.
But there is more sadness.
Yang Ping knows that Mu Lao is really leaving.