Female CEO's Super Bodyguard

0The old man was leaning on his walking stick and looked very ordinary. Even though he didn't understand the rules of the traffic when crossing the street late at night, the words he said about killing his family were still very calm.    

    

He had really done it when he said he would kill his entire family.    

    

Suddenly, a warning sign appeared.    

    

Yang Ping's hair stood on end as she looked at the old man in shock. He no longer hunched her body and slowly stood up, as if she was a giant who was looking down at the ants on the ground.    

    

The cane had also changed.    

    

Become a knife.    

    

It was a blade without any words to describe it. It was stained with the motes and traces of time, as well as a dark red bloodstain. It was the blood of countless people who had died, and it shone with a strange light.    

    

One slash.    

    

The opponent had only used one move, and Yang Ping knew that there was no way for him to block. It was because the opponent's slash was simple, extremely simple, without any unnecessary moves, purely attacking with the intent of the blade.    

    

The Celestial world will be cut open as well.    

    

Yang Ping knew that dodging was useless, the blade had already sealed the space, there was no way for him to stop it even for a moment, the blade was right in front of her eyes.    

    

The blade slashed down.    

    

Yang Ping faced death directly.    

    

He had just left the hands of the Devil Sect Princess, and now, he was trapped in the blade intent of an old man who had a much stronger killing intent than the Devil Sect Princess. It was as if he could see the Death God in the night sky waving at him.    

    

Would he still be able to live?    

    

At this moment, Yang Ping's heart was extremely calm. She had to restrain her emotions, fear and anger would not have the slightest effect, thus he entered into a strange state of mind.    

    

The shortest distance between two points is a straight line.    

    

This was the truth.    

    

Yang Ping did not refute him, but was the shortest distance between two of them in a straight line?    

    

What if it's a different plane of space?    

    

In that instant, Yang Ping comprehended different things. At the same time, she remembered the moves of the Devil Sect Princess, the Heavenly Demon Hand, and the Sky Demon Scattering Flower. Could she deal with the Saber Intent in front of him with these two moves?    

    

With good fortune, Yang Ping bellowed and used the less pure Sky Demon Hand. Although it wasn't as perfect as the Devil Sect Princess's, it still had a strong power.    

    

The old man suffered a blow from the Sky Demon Hand and his Spiritual World wavered, but his blade intent became even more concentrated. It had only shifted a little, but because it had shifted, a thread of life had appeared.    

    

Yang Ping moved again.    

    

Heavenly Demon Scattering Flower.    

    

His body faded and disappeared, and he appeared on the other side of the sidewalk, across the street. The two of them seemed to have crossed paths and never passed each other.    

    

The old man passed from one end of the road to the other, while Yang Ping arrived at the other end.    

    

This was also their previous goal.    

    

In the end, following Yang Ping's dodging, the perfect result was achieved.    

    

He was drenched in sweat and still cold.    

    

Yang Ping turned around and stared at the old man on the other side of the road. He regained his composure and looked old, as though he was about to die.    

    

A single slash displayed the strength of a Great Sage.    

    

It was because Yang Ping thought of the Devil Sect Princess's moves that she was able to dodge the enemy's killing moves. These two moves were the only way to dodge the blade intent, so why did she have to use them?    

    

He fell silent, watching the old man move slowly. But there was a man in front of him, a fishing rod. Fisherman came to the scene, and when he saw that Yang Ping wasn't dead, he heaved a sigh of relief. After, he coldly said, "Ke Yidao, your blade is really big."    

    

The blade intent came from Devil Sect Elder Ke Yidao.    

    

Ke Yidao did not raise his head, but his voice resounded within the dark night as he said in a hoarse voice, "Fishing Old Man in South Sea, you came a little late."    

    

The fisherman exploded with killing intent.    

    

Since Ke Yidao actually dared to make a move against Yang Ping, Fisherman definitely will not tolerate this. He indifferently said, "Since you have made a move, you must pay the price. You should know the rules. "    

    

"I like running red lights."    

    

Ke Yidao finally raised his head, his dim yellow eyes stared at the fisherman, and coughed: "There are too many rules in this world, but I still can't restrict everyone."    

    

Even though Ke Yidao was powerful and was one of the top people amongst the Great Saints, the fisherman still had the confidence to kill the other party.    

    

Before this confidence appeared in an old lady's skin, it disappeared.    

    

An old woman appeared beside Ke Yidao.    

    

Ke Yidao laughed.    

    

However, the fisherman's expression was grave and his killing intent converged as he coldly said, "Scram, I do not wish to see the two of you again. The next time I see you, I'll kill you myself. "    

    

Ke Yidao sneered, and turned to leave.    

    

The old woman had also disappeared, but she did not walk the same path as Ke Yidao. Before she left, she gave Yang Ping a meaningful glance, and then disappeared into the darkness.    

    

The fisherman helplessly sighed and shook his head, "Bad fates."    

    

The moment the old granny appeared, Yang Ping felt goosebumps all over her skin. She understood that this person might be even more powerful than the Ke Yidao who had attacked her, and was also the reason why Fisherman was so afraid.    

    

The two Great Saints combined would also need to be cautious, not to mention that Fisherman was able to unleash his full strength.    

    

Separated by a main road.    

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"I did not expect that someone would actually dare to attack you. At the end of the meeting, they had reached an agreement that there wouldn't be any more fights in a short period of time. Therefore, Dragon City is safe. "    

    

Yang Ping nodded and said, "Thank you."    

    

"But if someone below the Great Sage wants to kill you, I have no way to stop him or even help you. I think you should know the situation." The fisherman frowned.    

    

"I fought with the Devil Sect Princess."    

    

When the Fisherman heard these words, his complexion greatly changed. He sized Yang Ping up and said in shock, "You actually didn't die?"    

    

Yang Ping's face darkened, and said angrily: "What do you mean? Although she is powerful, she is not invincible, right? "    

    

The fisherman fell into thought.    

    

After a long time, Fisherman smiled, shook his head and said, "Oh, heaven's will. If you lose Zhu Xi, you would instead have one more Devil Sect Princess. If you want to grasp the opportunity, you might be able to marry a Devil Sect Princess. "    

    

Yang Ping was stunned, then sneered: "This joke isn't funny."    

    

The fisherman laughed heartily and didn't explain any further. He turned around and left. He could not reveal too much about Hidden Treasure Pavilion, and needed to suppress the seal. If it wasn't for the fact that Yang Ping was in danger, the fisherman would not have been able to appear, and this would have been a waste of his power.    

    

In the dark night.    

    

Yang Ping pondered Fisherman's words, and then recalled the terrifying strength of the Devil Sect Princess. Her entire body shivered, and she scolded: "You would think so even if you wanted to die."    

    

He wanted to leave, but found himself homeless.    

    

With the collapse of the infirmary, the Bay Area Villa couldn't go back to normal anymore. Where could he go now?    

    

Yang Ping did not buy any real estate, so she could only go to the hotel.    

    

Remembering his relationship with Zhu Xi, as well as the grief he felt before Ming Zhu left, Yang Ping's heart was filled with panic. Unknowingly, he had arrived at the Cherry Blossom Club.    

    

The clubhouse was brightly lit and flourishing.    

    

No matter what happened in the Cherry Blossom Club, the location and service quality of this place could be considered as the top enjoyment in the Dragon City, so there was no need to worry about lack of business.    

    

Apart from the manager, almost everyone else had changed.    

    

After Yang Ping entered, because she was dressed normally, she was stopped, but right when the manager came out and saw Yang Ping, he was extremely excited and called out: "Young Master Yang, Young Master Yang, this way please!"    

    

The manager angrily spoke to the guards at the door: "Are you two blind? This is Young Master Yang, no one from Cherry Blossom Club would welcome him, but you can't not welcome him!"    

    

The guard panicked and wanted to apologize.    

    

Yang Ping laughed, then waved her hand: "Forget it, this is where my duty lies. Help me arrange a room, I want to stay here."    

    

The clubhouse manager was overjoyed. With Young Master Yang living in the clubhouse, what was there to worry about?    

    

Young Master Yang is the firm backing of the clubhouse.    

    

Yang Ping moved into the third floor.    

    

At the place where Ming Zhu used to rest, he was the first man to enter the third floor, and also the only man allowed to enter. Ming Zhu left behind some words before leaving, the entire Cherry Blossom Club had to listen to Yang Ping's instructions.    

    

The third floor had been cleaned, and many broken things had been replaced. The clubhouse had been renovated and looked completely new.    

    

Yang Ping walked into the third floor and saw all the familiar furniture. There was a familiar smell, especially the bed underneath the screen where Ming Zhu used to sleep.    

    

Yang Ping sighed as she gently touched the soft bed.    

    

He stood by the window and looked at the tall buildings that towered above the Dragon City. He felt that the change was too great. In just three short months, it was as if the world had changed.    

    

Youth is like a song.    

    

He could only reminisce.    

    

His mind drifted to a faraway place, and he suddenly thought of where Ming Zhu was right now. No, she was definitely in Dragon City, and she had been looking at him the entire time.    

    

In the dark night.    

    

A pair of eyes was looking at the Cherry Blossom Club, her gaze resolute and resolute.