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The white monk had a pious expression on his face. His steps were heavy, as if he was on a pilgrimage.

At the door.

A figure stopped the white-robed Monk. His eyes were ice-cold as he said calmly, "This road is impassable."

The white-robed monk had a kind face and closed his eyes, "Benefactor Sun, it is convenient for you. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. In the eyes of the Heavenly Dragon of the eight divisions, they will naturally understand the cause and effect of the event. Why must they go through so much trouble to deal with all living things? "

Sunn Wangyue revealed a playful smile, and said disdainfully: "You represent the living? It's just a cult. If the country does not ban you, it will boost our self-confidence. "

The monk said humbly: "Sun is from the Prominent Class in the Yun Province, participating in the Dragon God Competition was originally contrary to the will of the Lord Dragon God. "It's better to return home and form a good relationship with him."

Sunn Wangyue chuckled, he did not move aside, but his eyes were sharp, and he did not conceal the killing intent in his heart. The followers were extremely cruel, making people's hair stand on end. Even if the criminals in Underground World did not like them.

The Dragon God Church was actually a sect that had been established using the Dragon God's faith. They were hidden under the ground, and since there wasn't any direct reaction, the government turned a blind eye to it and treated it as a normal dark force. However, the other underworld forces did not think so. He was carrying the banner of saving the common people, but he was doing an absolutely terrible thing.

Sunn Wangyue shamed the most about the people from the Dragon God Sect, and said coldly: "If you don't leave, I'll send you to see the Dragon God."

The white-robed monk sighed and shook his head. "Benefactor Sun, you are obstinate. Don't blame this old monk for eliminating evil for the people."

Sunn Wangyue squinted his eyes as the shadow of the Green Leaves appeared in his pupils. He swept up a breeze and swept it towards the white-robed monk. The other party was shocked, obviously afraid of Sunn Wangyue's Three Thousand Floating Leaf Tactic, he anxiously retreated, retreating a few more times, and finally returned to the business car.

The Green Leaves formed from the Qi floated in front of him, spinning, preparing for a terrifying attack.

The white-robed monk's face kept changing and he realized that he could not penetrate the attack range of the Green Leaves. His face was flushed red and he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Benefactor Sun, you helped evildoer Sun. One day, Lord Dragon God will punish you."

Boom!

When the Green Leaves descended, it was as if the boundless universe had descended.

The Green Leaves displayed the weight of Mt. Tai as it pounced towards the white-robed monk's head. The white-robed monk's expression changed. He shouted and the MPV behind him shook. An alarm sounded as he gritted his teeth and said, "The Great Vajra Palm."

The Great Wisdom Palm was a high-grade Yellow Rank Ancient Martial Arts. It came from the Great Wisdom Scripture and had the power to suppress evil spirits. It was an extremely violent martial art. But compared to Sunn Wangyue's Black Level Martial Arts's Three Thousand Floating Leaf Tactic, it was weaker by one grade.

The white robed monk threw out a palm attack, it was like a fierce tiger, wrapped in a violent shock, and the Green Leaves collided. The two forces clashed, and the shock wave became invisible, he groaned, and then stepped on the concrete floor, only to hear a cracking sound.

The monk put his hands together and said, "Benefactor Sun's Three Thousand Floating Leaf Tactic still has mastery. With your innate talent, you will soon advance to the peak of the martial way. This old monk doesn't understand why you still want to participate in Dragon God Competition and have the power and influence of the Jianghu People. What is the use of that?"

Sunn Wangyue said coldly: "At least I won't ally with the pirates."

The white-robed monk revealed a look of compassion and said, "Benefactor Sun, you misunderstood …"

Sunn Wangyue yelled. "Still not leaving, don't think that your Sect Master can walk sideways just because he has arrived at the Dragon City. I, Sunn Wangyue, am not talented. If your Dragon God Church were to commit more heinous crimes, they might even charge into your main arena and kill your Sect Leader. "

The white-robed monk wanted to say something but hesitated. Finally, he got into the MPV and left.

Only after the MPV completely disappeared did Sunn Wangyue heave a sigh of relief. The newcomer was not simple at all. Behind him was the Dragon God Cult, who was extremely powerful, and their Sect Master was unfathomable. There had once been a blood storm within the Yun Province that no one could stop. He didn't kill the monk because of the Sect Leader's prestige. He didn't want to offend him.

Turning his head back to look at Huahang Edifice, Sunn Wangyue revealed a helpless expression, and said: "Leave this mess to me, if I am unhappy that day, I will leave immediately. When Zhu Xi appears, I'll see if you're not worried. " With regards to Yang Ping's sudden departure, he was very dissatisfied in her heart. Although the two of them were not on the same path, one of them had the same goal: to protect Zhu Xi.

Sunn Wangyue turned around and returned to the tower. He understood, he must still have some strength left over to capture Zhu Xi, but he had to go through with it first.

"..."

Dragon City University North gate, midnight snack stand.

As the lanterns lit up, people walked in and out of the midnight snack stand. It was very lively.

The ground was littered with Beer Bottles. Zhang Rong held onto one of the Bottles and muttered, "Ping Yan, where are you? "Don't abandon me, don't …"

Yang Ping drank alone. Her mind was exceptionally clear, and did not stop Zhang Rong from getting drunk, because she knew that Zhang Rong was feeling very bitter in her heart. Lu Pingyan did not die and was taken away by someone. Their goal was unknown, but as long as they could confirm that she was still alive, there was hope for them to reunite.

And then he thought of Feng Qingyun, who was an extremely powerful assassin on the Ranking of Assassins, and even more terrifying was his master, the Sorrowful to a Ghost, who appeared and disappeared mysteriously, his power was superb, and he alone could turn the martial world upside down, even the big sect wouldn't dare to offend him.

"This person seems to be someone I know …" The group walked past, just in time to see Zhang Rong leaning on the table, talking drunkenly, "Isn't that Lu Pingyan's boyfriend? No wonder he was drinking outside.

"There's nothing we can do, look at his appearance, although she's a young lady, she looks pretty good. I heard that Lu Pingyan had been pursued by many people before. He naturally would not be willing to part with it. Otherwise, with his looks, it would be impossible for him to find a girlfriend. "

"Heaven is fair. Now that I think about it, there is nothing bad about it for Zhang Rong, at most, his ears are darker, but other than that, there is nothing much to be worried about.

"Haha …"

People who passed by pointed at Zhang Rong with contempt, some were jealous, some were mocking him, but they treated Zhang Rong as a joke. They were also diaosi and didn't have any girlfriends, so they loved gossip. They wished that everyone could be like them and take care of their business for a living.

Yang Ping drank his wine in silence and ignored them.

Zhang Rong suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were red as he stared at the crowd and roared: "What did you all say? If you have the ability, say it again."

A pockmarked face guy bullied Zhang Rong into getting drunk, and scolded: "You can't say anything if you can do it. Your wife and daughter, the whole school knows. "What are you pretending for?"

Zhang Rong gritted his teeth: "Do you believe that I won't kill you?!"

He looked at Zhang Rong who was standing unsteadily with a provocative look on his face, and said while clicking his tongue: "Come, I'm standing right here, let you hit me, do you have the ability to do so?" Everyone looked behind them and sneered, they were not happy with Zhang Rong, if Zhang Rong dared to make a move, they would make him suffer.

Clang!

The Beer Bottles smashed onto the pockmarked head. Zhang Rong raised the sharp glass in his hand and asked: "Do I have the ability?"

His hands were covered in blood and he almost fainted. His other companions pushed him far away and looked at Zhang Rong in fear and shouted: "Crazy, you're just a madman, isn't it just a wife that's a little miss, what's the big deal?"

Zhang Rong looked at the person who spoke with a calm expression.

Seeing that Zhang Rong did not move, everyone thought that he had panicked after hitting him. With even more courage, he scolded: "We will speak of you for your own good. What kind of attitude do you have? Is standing as a wife a young miss? Haha, young miss's man is awesome, right? "

"Of course I'm awesome, the matters in the room are too good to be true." Although my wife is the youngest miss, but through my countless combat experience, I have gained quite a bit of skill. "

"No wonder. It's a pity that I haven't been to that hotel before. Otherwise, I would have had to properly communicate with him. After all, I'm still a classmate."

Puff!

The person who spoke held onto his arm, blood flowing out, falling onto the ground. He looked at Zhang Rong in fear, gritted his teeth, and said: "You dare to kill people?"

Zhang Rong's eyes were scarlet red as he revealed a sinister smile. I'm going to smash your mouth. "Clean it up for me." With that, he threw his pockmarked face to the side, picked up his beer and poured it down his throat.

Gulp!

The pockmarked face was panic-stricken and struggled with all his might, but Zhang Rong's body weight was two hundred tons, so he could not get up at all. The others panicked and rushed forward to help, but an invisible force blocked their way. Their feet slipped, and they fell to the ground, falling flat on their face.

Zhang Rong poured the wine until his pockmarked face couldn't move an inch. He coldly swept his gaze across the gathering crowd and said with a smile, "In the future, whoever dares to speak ill of my wife again, I'll beat them up whenever I hear them. Don't worry, I don't know how to kill people. At most, I'll just use a bowl of sh * t and piss on his head. "

The surrounding people swallowed their saliva. Feeling Zhang Rong's determination to fight to the death, they slowly retreated. The pockmarked face lay listlessly on the ground and muttered, "Bastard, I'm going to call the police. Call the police …"

The warm liquid fell onto his face. The pock faced man raised his head and saw Zhang Rong take off his pants, and immediately fainted from anger.

Zhang Rong's crazy and unbridled methods, had indeed received an unexpected effect. The gossipy students heard the tragic news of the pockmarked face being taken care of by Zhang Rong, and immediately shut their mouths, afraid that they would piss on their faces one day.

At ten in the evening, Yang Ping carried Zhang Rong to the dormitory's bed, covered him with a blanket and then left.

The answer bell also had to be a bell person.

If Zhang Rong was to walk out of the shadows, he needed to face the reality. If Lu Pingyan was disliked, even if the two met each other in the future, it would be impossible for them to get along. Yang Ping didn't think about why Lu Pingyan wanted to commit suicide in the Posterior Mountain. One must know that there were a lot of skyscrapers in the Dragon City, yet she chose Posterior Mountain instead.

That night, Yang Ping wanted to return to the Huafu Apartment but her relationship with Zhu Xi had completely broken off. Unable to bring down her pride, she went to find a small shop to rest.

He took a shower and lay down on his bed. The doorbell rang.

Yang Ping opened the door, only to see a middle-aged lady dressed seductively standing there, looking at him and asking: "Handsome, do you need Young Miss? Our Miss here is of the highest quality, and both of them are students at school. "

Yang Ping wanted to reject her, but suddenly an idea came to him and she asked: "Call anyone here as you wish. You must be a student. "

Middle-aged woman was overjoyed as she said in haste: "Please wait. We will be there soon."

No, a girl in her twenties came into the room, but she looked really unflattering. Forget about the pure looks of a student, she looked like a Little Playgirl, smoking a cigarette, puchi puchi. She walked into the room and sized Yang Ping up and said unhappily," "Brat, do you have any money to sell people like this?