Chapter 1047

The beautiful shadow of the pearl is integrated with the darkness, and his strength is far better than Yang Ping expected, but he can't be happy in his heart. He knows what the cost of improving his strength is. Duan Fei forcibly raised his strength to the later power of the sage. He lost most of his life with the help of power rather than the real state.

Where's the Pearl?

How much does it cost to change from a Wupin warrior to a strong one who can silently kill the king of assassination?

Yang Ping did not dare to think. Every breath of thinking made his heart burn and painful. He hated why his strength was so weak that he could not open his broad chest to protect the Pearl from the wind and rain. Instead, he needed the Pearl to sacrifice to solve his problems.

The middle of Yasheng.

Yang Ping smiled bitterly and couldn't break through the bottleneck recently. No matter how much suffering he faced and how to squeeze the potential of Jiuyang body, he still didn't make any progress.

He was almost desperate.

Yang Ping is eager to become strong enough to solve all the problems of Longcheng. It's a pity that we can't find a breakthrough opportunity. If others know what he thinks, they must think he is crazy.

How long does it take to be promoted to Yasheng in the middle stage? It's less than a week. I still think of the later stage. What's the face of those masters who have been practicing hard for many years and can't make progress.

Silently looking at the dark direction, Yang Ping stood for a long time until villa 3 turned off the lights. When Zhu Xi was going to come out and go home, he turned and left.

When he returned to Yang's small medical center, he stood at the door with a little nostalgia in his eyes. He took a cold look at this place once full of expectation and hope, which is very close to Zhu Xi and can always protect her position around her. It is a harbor that left comfort for his lonely heart.

All hope will pass.

Yang Ping closed her eyes. Although she couldn't bear it, the power entrenched in the air surged wildly. The eight nodes of her body shone dazzling light in the night, just like the Eight Suns, releasing the pure body of Nine Yang.

Countless Qi strength flew out of the body and turned into cold-blooded blades, as if the demon God returned to the world and destroyed everything@^^$

Boom!

The blade of power stabbed Yang's small medical center, like beautiful cherry blossoms flying in the air, full of desolation and determination.

The doors and windows were smashed, and the broken cherry blossoms poured in from the window, turning all the tables, chairs and benches inside into dust. An amazing fist came down from the sky, broke through the roof of the precast slab, and penetrated into the deep grass-roots layer from top to bottom.

collapse of the housing.

It's dusty.! $*!

Yang Ping destroyed the place that once carried hope and was ready to start again.

A suit floated out of the room.

This is the first gift given to him by Zhu Xi. It is exquisite and exquisite. It is an expensive suit. When wearing it, it will become a gentleman in Zhu Xi's opinion and make Yang Ping a good-looking man in Zhu Xi's eyes.

When Yang Ping put on this dress, she knew that Zhu Xi always wanted to see him wear it, which meant that Zhu Xi wanted him to become the man she wanted from beginning to end.

But Zhu Xi failed.

Yang Ping is still that Yang Ping. He won't change for anyone, and he can't change, because the person after the change is not the original himself.

Reaching out to touch the suit, the cloth was soft and gentle. Yang Ping looked at it quietly, with no expression on his face. Where his eyes were, there seemed to be layers of peaks, which turned into chains to dust the memory and hide it in his heart.

It's time to come to an end.

The suit fluttered in the cold wind and hung on the tree in front of the hospital. It was like a past self, hanging in an obscure memory. Yang Ping left his suit and turned away.

A sigh, a touch of melancholy.

Like liberation.

But there is sustenance.

Yang Ping sang the song of the time when he came. It was a folk song called by the little martial sister who studied Arts in the mountains. It was melodious and wandered in the bleak night sky of zhonglong city.

Only the abandoned suit swayed with the tune in the endless sadness and decision.

Goodbye, my suit.

The collapse of the hospital buried all Yang Ping's dreams.

The high hanging of the suit indicates that the sadness once was cut off.

When Yang Ping's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, he could not be found by the street lights at the intersection in front of him. Like the Pearl, he had his own decision and gave everything.

Pearl for him.

He did it for the people of Longcheng.

I don't know how long it was. When the dust from the collapse of the hospital fell to the ground, a sports car drove slowly. Zhu Xi was still angry at Yang Ping's logic in the villa, holding the steering wheel.

Why should someone else's father be a father and my own father die?

Zhu Xi felt very unfair.

Yang Ping kept saying that her father killed many people, but she didn't see it with her own eyes. Even though she knew that her father was bad, his blood still flowed on her.

Mother left the world.

Judy is in America.

Zhu Xi is very lonely on the big map of China. If something happens to her father, one of the only two relatives in the world will be missing. You can't get your blood back at any price.

Zhu Xi felt that she would talk to Yang Ping and put forward her own requirements to see if she could find a golden mean solution. When she came, she had thought it over and begged Yang Ping to give her father a chance. Before she came back, Zhu Yan promised Zhu Xi that she would never do anything harmful in the future.

It's a big deal to let dad leave Longcheng and go far away, so as not to interfere with their feelings.

Zhu Xi thought like this and felt that she had sacrificed her father daughter relationship. In fact, she was the most painful and helpless.

Don't Yang Ping feel the pain in the middle?

Zhu Xi took a deep breath, parked her car on the side of the road and was ready to go into the hospital to find Yang Ping. Under normal circumstances, if the two quarrel, Yang Ping will not go back to the bay area villa, but come to the medical museum to stay for a while. When the anger is diluted, the two will make up.

Zhu Xi is used to this mode of getting along and feels that the next development should be the same.

But when she stood in front of a piece of ruins and looked at the devastated moment, her eyes widened and she could hardly believe everything in front of her.

The whole building is in ruins!

Zhu Xi stared at the ruins, his heart tingling inexplicably, and had a premonition of a very stinging possibility. She rushed into the ruins and shouted, "Yang Ping, don't joke with me. Do you know how much it will cost to rebuild a building?"

"You come out!"

Zhu Xi gasped violently, her delicate body trembled slightly, and murmured, "no, Yang Ping, we just quarreled. You shouldn't be so heartless."

She looked for it several times, but the ruins were still ruins. She made herself sober and calm. She thought it should be a nightmare and would wake up tomorrow.

But she was frightened to find that it was not a dream.

The hospital really turned into ruins. She made the decorated house irreparable.

Zhu Xi quickly took out the phone and called the boss of the construction company under China Airlines, shouting: "I order you to bring the engineering team right now!"

She wants to rebuild the hospital.

That's what I did before. Then Yang Ping came back.

She felt that the reconstruction of the hospital should be the original ending and familiar taste.

But why can't you help shivering in your heart?

Zhu Xi realized that this might be different from any previous quarrel. As soon as she turned back, her pretty face was instantly pale. She saw the suit hanging from the tree, something she could not be more familiar with.

What she sold to Yang Ping for the first time.

But abandoned on the lonely trunk like snow.

ah

Zhu Xi grabbed her fist and screamed in pain.

The swing of the suit seemed to send out countless cold and ruthless swords, which pierced into her heart. Zhu Xi was unsustainable, kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly.

At this moment, Yang Ping never appeared again.

He seemed to leave her world forever.