2518: C2518 Five Thunder Roars

C2518 Five Thunder Roars

Ming Zhu held onto Yang Ping tightly as she felt his body temperature go lower and lower. In the end, he no longer had any breath, and his pulse rate was so low that his heart was trembling violently.

The sun rose in the east, completing its transformation.

Bathing in the warm sunlight, Ming Zhu felt especially cold. Her lips turned white as she caressed Yang Ping's face. She couldn't hold back her tears anymore. The sound of weeping filled the entire city wall.

The security guard was counting the money and was startled by the sound of the sobbing. He looked at the two figures on the wall and mumbled, "Is there a need to get excited to watch the sunrise?"

"I'll take you home."

Ming Zhu carried Yang Ping and climbed down from the city wall. She got on the car and quietly drove away with the flame shooting at them. The security guard suddenly came to his senses and shouted, "Are you kidding me? If you leave, you won't even say a word. You'll scare me."

The security guard jumped again, but quickly regained his composure. He crossed his legs, turned on the radio, listened to a program, and waited for the others to join him.

Gradually, the amount of tourists that came to visit South City Wall increased.

The sun still rose and set in the west. Security was still at work, and tourists had already changed in waves. The only thing in the world that didn't change was change. Apart from those who wish to, the commoners usually don't care whether you live or die.

The news of Yang Ping's death still spread.

Many people from the martial arts world asked about Yang Ping, and there were even more people outside the clinic that morning. There were black-clothed people reading newspapers on the benches, long-haired men walking in the plaza, elderly people wearing tai chi suits walking on the sidewalks, and people from the martial arts world who looked like bad people.

All of their gazes were focused on the infirmary.

The Yang Medical Center door was tightly shut.

No matter how stupid the crowd was, they knew that the news of Yang Ping's death wasn't baseless until noon. They shook their heads and left in shock. One wave after another of the martial artists had arrived, and one wave after another of the martial artists left.

The restaurant's business suddenly improved. The shopkeeper thought it was due to the joss stick, so he did his best to greet them.

Within the restaurant.

The two Jianghu People s chatted.

"It seems like the news is true. Yang Ping has really met with an accident." One of them frowned and said in a deep voice.

"It's probably true. Rumor has it that Jiang Family is afraid of Yang Ping defeating Jiang Weimin, so they set up a trap for Yang Ping to die. Too shameless. " His companions were indignant and indignant. Originally, a wandering martial artist had been pressured by a powerful force and had finally met with a representative like Yang Ping. They had hoped that he would be able to step on a powerful clan and ascend to the throne, but unexpectedly, he had been set up.

"Lower your voice." The man's expression changed as he hurriedly advised, "You don't want to live anymore, if anyone from the Jiang Family were to hear, we would really be screwed."

His companion curled his lips and stopped chatting.

After the two of them paid, they left in a hurry.

Similar conversations were held in all parts of Dragon City, but it was nothing more than a pity for Yang Ping, but they did not dare to denounce Jiang Family. Since this was the case, there was no point in blaming or condemning him.

The Jiang Family was still a colossus, but Jiang Weimin was still in the realm of Subsaint, suppressing everything.

Strangely, the Hidden Treasure Pavilion did not express its position.

What was going on?

Many people knew about the energy in the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, and they also vaguely knew that Yang Ping was not that simple to deal with. If something happened to Yang Ping, and the Hidden Treasure Pavilion did not move, wouldn't that mean that the strength of the Jiang Family was even stronger than they imagined?

The door to the infirmary opened.

Countless gazes immediately gathered over, wanting to see the truth.

A beautiful figure walked out from the infirmary, stunning the crowd. She was indescribably beautiful. Her demeanor was that of an immortal, and with a single glance at her, she felt that she was living a happy life. Everyone began to guess the origin of this beautiful figure.

Su Fei carried her vegetable basket and left to buy vegetables, ignoring the gazes of the others.

Her expression was normal as she disappeared into the street.

In the corner, two of Jiang Family's subordinates stared fixedly at the infirmary. After exchanging glances, they divided up their work and left. One of them followed Su Fei's footsteps while the other avoided everyone's gaze and sneaked into the back wall of the infirmary to test the waters.

One of them looked at the high wall and hesitated for a moment. Then, he leaped and was about to jump in.

Although Jiang Weimin was sure that Yang Ping was going to die, he still sent people to kill him just in case. What if Yang Ping was lucky and didn't die? He did not want to create unnecessary trouble, and at the same time, he was also under great pressure.

Just because no one denounced Jiang Family did not mean that everyone did not have any thoughts in their hearts.

Jiang Weimin thought about the Hidden Treasure Pavilion's attitude. After he reported it to Jiang Family, he only relaxed after receiving the same recovery rate. No matter how powerful the Hidden Treasure Pavilion was, could it be possible for it to be comparable to the Old Ancestor?

When the Old Ancestor took action, regardless of whether it was your Hidden Treasure Pavilion or any ghosts or deities, he would be able to suppress them all.

The moment that person touched the wall, his expression changed drastically. His palm was in extreme pain, and a red line ran through it. He had lost all his strength as he clutched his chest, and it was hard for him to breathe. He was too frightened to approach the infirmary.

The other person followed Su Fei, hiding in the shadows and following her.

He was an expert at tracking Su Fei's movements. However, Su Fei did not make any unusual movements. After buying some food, she headed straight back to the hospital. The subordinate of Jiang Family was secretly puzzled, who would be buying vegetables for? She definitely wouldn't be able to eat that much by herself, could it be Yang Ping?

He guessed that Yang Ping was still alive.

This was a big matter.

On the way home, Su Fei strolled along the sidewalk, past the traffic lights, and was almost home.

The man was hiding behind a large tree, silently pursuing. Su Fei entered the infirmary as if she had not noticed anything. He frowned and took out his phone, wanting to tell his companions to leave. However, just as he dialed the number, he felt a sharp pain in his arm. A black light flashed and disappeared.

"What's going on?"

The man felt dizzy and half dead from fear. Determining that he was poisoned, he hurriedly left.

The two of them met at the intersection, realizing that the other's face was ugly, they anxiously asked for Sangen Edifice to report the situation, and at the same time, wanted Jiang Weimin to save them.

Su Fei returned to the infirmary and closed the door. The tranquility on her face was replaced by worry.

"Where are we going?"

Su Fei was not happy, and scolded him, "You didn't even say anything when you left. I had to stay in the infirmary. If you have the ability, you will never come. "

She was angry that Yang Ping acted on his own and saved others from fire and water while putting himself in a life and death situation.

Su Fei made breakfast. After eating a little, she decided to go out and try her luck. She tried to use the Five Elements Acupuncture to sense Yang Ping's position. The requirements to cultivate Five Elements Acupuncture were very high. Yang Ping was the only cultivator who met the requirements, while Su Fei was only half a step away. Through her master's forced advancement, she had barely managed to succeed.

It was a pity that there was a huge difference between the real version and the real one!

Su Fei opened the door and was about to leave when someone knocked on the door. They looked at each other. Su Fei's face was grim as she asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Zhu Xi's face was pale and her eyes were red. She had just finished crying and her posture was still extremely cold. Although she was anxious to get in, she maintained her restraint and asked: "Where is Yang Ping?" I want to see him. "

Su Fei really wanted to scold Zhu Xi, but seeing how exhausted Zhu Xi was, it showed that she was not feeling well at all. Her heart softened as she said, "There's no need to look for me."

Zhu Xi felt a sharp pain in her heart. Her voice trembled as she asked, "Why?"

Su Fei snappily replied, "I found a corpse too. I might as well not. You'd better go home and rest. Yang Ping did not give up the money to save you. What you need to do now is to take good care of your body. "

Upon hearing Su Fei's words, Zhu Xi felt as if a thunderbolt had struck her head. Her delicate body was on the verge of collapsing.

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