Chapter 213 Preparation before marriage
"One more week?" Chang Ping touched his chin.

Ye Ziyun has already had physical contact with him and has become his keyhole, so he will never give up.

He was not an ordinary person and did not have minotaur blood. However, he was very happy to turn others into minotaurs.

Although his name is not Cao Mengde, he also has the prime minister's hobbies. If married women and young women have certain needs and want to find someone to help them solve their problems, he is very happy to teach them everything he knows.

Loosening his smooth chin, Chang Ping coughed dryly and shook the golden dye in his head. He clenched his fists and said with a firm look: "I am determined to marry Ye Ziyun, and even the law of heaven cannot stop me. This is what I said! Trash Nie Li, you want to compete with me, humph, you overestimate your own abilities!"

He didn't take Nie Li Lao Deng seriously at all.

He now has more than 900 million strength points and more than 400,000 tons of strength, and is a martial arts expert of the ninth level of Tianxing. With one punch, the fist wind alone can turn Nie Li Lao Deng into a bloody mist.

In addition, he has nearly 200 million soul powers, which allows him to lift objects weighing two million kilograms through the air. It is like using his magical power to lift heavy objects with ease, and he can lift objects weighing four million kilograms, or two thousand tons.

Soul power can not only lift up, but also suppress down. In the case of lifting heavy things with ease, and then activating the power of lifting light with heavy, the soul power pressure can reach 4,000 tons, which can instantly crush Nie Li and Lao Deng into meat dregs.

"In the entire Xiao Linglong world, only the old madman in the Black Prison Dimension can threaten me." Chang Ping put away his pride, "As the saying goes: There is always someone stronger than you, and there are always higher mountains. Before he becomes the strongest, he still has to keep a low profile."

He is not planning to go to the Black Prison World for the time being.

This world was created by an old madman. This man is crazy and moody, and might hurt him if he is not careful.

The old madman's cultivation level was above the martial arts realm, and he was most likely at the true god realm. Because only a true god could create a dimensional world.

He was only at the Heavenly Star Realm, several realms behind the old madman. The gap in levels was like a natural chasm, and the old madman killed him like crushing an ant. Before this little ant grew into a dragon-eating ant, it was better for him not to provoke the crazy old bastard for the time being.

"By the way, I am sure to win the martial arts competition. What I need to prepare now is the betrothal gift!" Chang Ping slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered that he forgot to collect the payment when he delivered the Premium Wine Fire Anti-Cold Pill to Ye Zong the day before yesterday.

"Forget it. As long as I marry Ziyun, the entire City Lord's Mansion treasury will be ours. This little money is not a big deal."

Thinking of this, Chang Ping felt relieved.

"The only thing I can offer right now is elixirs! It's decided. The betrothal gift is 5201314 top-grade elixirs!"

"Aping, are you okay?" Yang Xin's concerned voice suddenly sounded. She raised her slender hand and touched Chang Ping's forehead.

Ever since he integrated his clone into his body, he started talking to himself like a psychopath.

Could it be that he worked too hard and became mentally ill?
"It's okay!" Chang Ping raised his hand and hooked it around Yang Xin's smooth neck. "Let's go and make the elixir!"

"Go by yourself!" Yang Xin walked out of Chang Ping's arms, "It's getting late, I'll go prepare dinner for you. Tonight, do you want oysters or leeks?"

"Oyster bar..."

"Okay, I'll go to the sea to catch fish for you now!" As soon as the words fell, Yang Xin soared into the air with a whoosh, and her wide-sleeved fairy skirt rustled.

After a few breaths, Yang Xin rose into the sky, turned into a thin line, and flew towards the southern sky.

"With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?" Chang Ping's nose felt sore and he was a little moved.

In order for him to eat fresh oysters, Yang Xin even went to the southernmost sea and fished for them herself.

"Be careful on your journey~" Chang Ping waved at Yang Xin's back as she disappeared into the sky.

Walk out of the cherry blossom garden and into the room.

Yu Yan and Shen Xiu were lying on rattan chairs, still playing games.

"I wonder if Shen Xiu was taught a lesson by Huyan Lanruo?" Chang Ping thought secretly.

Yun Ling was cleaning the house. When she saw Chang Ping come in, she straightened up quickly and looked at him stiffly.

Deep down, she was very afraid of Chang Ping.

When they met for the first time, Chang Ping killed everyone in the Tianyun tribe except her.

Chang Ping smiled and nodded at her, then walked into the "e-sports room", walked around the lined-up rattan chairs, and lay down on the bed. The fourth level of the Human Divine Art - the sound of the soul!
Chang Ping: Yan Zi, stop playing, I need you now.

Yuyan: Can you wait a moment?

Chang Ping: Why? Are you doing anything important?
Yu Yan: I am watching Hu Yan Lan Ruo killing Shen Xiu in various ways at the beach. Now, Hu Yan Lan Ruo is driving hundreds of Titan pythons to kill Shen Xiu. Such exciting programs are rare, and I don't want to miss it.

Chang Ping: You really just enjoy watching the fun.

After cutting off Yu Yan's call, Chang Ping contacted Huyan Lanruo again.

Chang Ping: Lanruo, that's enough, let Shen Xiu go.

Huyan Lanruo: No! I said to kill her a hundred times, so I must kill her a hundred times.

Chang Ping: Uh...how many times have you killed her now?

Huyan Lanruo: Eighty-eight times.

Chang Ping: Too cruel!
After ending the sound of the soul, Chang Ping sat up from the bed.

When Yun Ling saw Chang Ping walking towards her, her heart trembled and she hurriedly stepped back.

"You're not going to hit me, are you?" Yun Ling held the broom, staring with pitiful eyes, trembling.

Chang Ping walked up to her expressionlessly, raised his bowl-thick arm, and gently stroked her long golden hair.

He is not An Jiahe and has no tendency to domestic violence.

After patting Yun Ling's little butt, Chang Ping smiled and turned around to face Yu Yan who was lying on the rattan chair.

Click!

Press the force quit button to remove her consciousness from the game world.

"Stop watching the show and come back to help me make the elixir!" Chang Ping snapped his fingers and confiscated her virtual game helmet.

To refine the elixir, one needs Yuyan's flame.

"Yun Ling, you come too!"

The three of them left the north room and came to the east wing.

Chang Ping took out all the medicinal materials for refining the Wine and Fire Anti-Cold Pill, the Spiritual Essence Detoxification Pill and the Tranquilizing Mind Pill, piled them in the south room, and asked Yun Ling to help disassemble them.

He and Yu Yan were refining pills in the outer room and the north room.

A legendary alchemy furnace costs eight million power points, and Chang Ping exchanged ten of them in one go.

Using his thoughts as a pen and his soul power as ink, Chang Ping drew nine inscriptions of his avatar.

Whoosh whoosh!
Nine clones appeared instantly, each with the cultivation level reaching the peak of the first level of Destiny.

"Avatar Inscription?" Yu Yanfeng narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "I can do it too!"

"You can do it too?" Chang Ping was a little surprised.

Swish swish!
Nine clones of Yu Yan appeared instantly, as beautiful as fairies.

The main body Yu Yan smiled lightly: "I am an old spiritual god who has existed for tens of thousands of years. I have mastered more magical powers than you have eaten rice."

"Uh... Excuse me, can a spirit god get pregnant?"

(End of this chapter)