Chapter 787: I miss Yuqing

"Senior Mingwang, because of the rule changes, I need to go back and discuss with the others!"

"So, I cannot accompany you all!"

Nan Qiqi stood up and bowed to Dalun Mingwang.

Dalun Mingwang sat on the chair, one hand supporting her forehead, and the other hand waved at Nan Qiqi: "Go ahead, don't worry about me!"

Nan Qiqi left, and only He Ping and Dalun Mingwang remained in the great hall.

Dalun Mingwang said, "In all things, success depends on preparation; failure is certain without it!"

"You still need to prepare in advance!"

"If you enter this fourth round, you will very likely be doomed!"

"The Phoenix Clan's desire to kill you is far more intense than you imagine. If you withdraw, no one could blame you!"

"Of course, I also hope you don't participate in this fourth round!"

"Without magic treasures, how much of your combat power can you still exert?"

Dalun Mingwang looked at He Ping and advised.

He Ping, however, shook his head: "I promised Senior Zhu Que that I would help the Zhu Que Emperor Domain. If I don't participate in the fourth round, the Zhu Que Emperor Domain won't be able to advance to the top thirty in the group rankings!"

"Therefore, I must participate!"

"But you still have that Soul-Chaining Curse Talisman on you?" Dalun Mingwang said, "You should be rational. Having cultivated for hundreds of years, you shouldn't have that kind of competitive and aggressive mindset!"

He Ping sneered: "Didn't you just say it yourself? Even if I don't participate in this fourth round of trials, when this Stone Platform Assembly ends, the Phoenix Clan will still find every possible way to kill me!"

"Since it's a blade either way, I'd rather earn some interest in this fourth round first!"

"As for the rule change for climbing the stone platform ladder in the fifth round, it's clearly targeting me... or rather, targeting us humans!"

"Without a human of the Mahayana Emperor Realm to act as a wall-breaker, Senior Brother Wang and I won't be able to climb the ladder!"

"But I want to ask you for one thing!" He Ping looked at Dalun Mingwang.

Mingwang nodded: "Speak!"

He Ping said, "Before the fourth round starts, I estimate they will make all the prodigies hand over their treasures to prevent them from being brought into the competition arena. I am worried that my magic treasures will be taken by those people, so could I trouble you to help me keep them temporarily?"

There is no other way!

The only person he can trust now is Dalun Mingwang.

After all, this woman and he were husband and wife in a dream for over a decade.

There must be some feelings, right?

Entrusting the magic treasures to her is better than entrusting them to those Phoenix Clan Demon Emperors.

"Hehehe..." Dalun Mingwang smiled, revealing her white, neat teeth: "It seems you still trust me quite a bit. You are willing to hand over such good treasures to this Palace?"

"This Palace has heard that you have a very powerful turtle shell!"

He Ping took out the blood-red turtle shell directly and said, "This is a blood-refined magic tool. I can't see its specific grade, but its defensive power is invincible!"

"Take a look!"

He waved his hand and sent the turtle shell directly in front of Dalun Mingwang.

Mingwang took the turtle shell, looked at it, and said, "This is a demonic magic tool refined with blood. However, it is still quite good; its level has reached that of an Emperor Weapon!"

An Emperor Weapon?

He Ping was not surprised.

On the contrary, he was a little disappointed.

Because after entering the Void Refinement Stage, his Treasure Gathering Basin could not strengthen this item, which meant that the level of this thing was at least the level used by the Mahayana Emperor Realm, which is an Emperor Weapon.

Or, it is far higher than an Emperor Weapon.

He didn't expect it to really just be an Emperor Weapon.

Forget it...

An Emperor Weapon is an Emperor Weapon!

"Fine... I will keep it for you!" Dalun Mingwang took the turtle shell directly into her body, and then her back moved slightly, and a beautiful blue feather flew out!

Then, two, three, four...

Countless feathers spread out and covered each other tightly, as if a formation had been set up in this vast great hall.

Dense and impenetrable.

And it could also isolate the scanning of spiritual sense.

He Ping immediately became nervous.

This woman suddenly displayed her divine ability in my Dao field; could it be that she wants to swallow my treasure and kill me to silence me?

Little did he know, Dalun Mingwang just raised her face with seductive eyes, her red cheeks leaned toward him, and her small mouth pressed against He Ping's ear, whispering, "This Palace... misses Yuqing!"

"Ah?"

He Ping's body trembled.

Yuqing!

He Yuqing!

This was the daughter he and Kong Jiaojiao had in the dream.

"This..." He Ping was speechless, "I miss her too, but... Yuqing is, after all, a void object born from a dream... you also... uh... uh..."

"You also... don't be too..."

"Obsessed!"

"Senior Mingwang, what are you..."

He Ping felt things getting increasingly wrong.

On Dalun Mingwang's slender, white fingers, the bright nails flashed with a bright red light, and they had already skillfully brushed past He Ping's Dao robe and pressed against his burning chest.

"This Palace is thinking... if we two really had a child in reality, take a guess... would the child born be He Yuqing?"

"Huu..." He Ping took a deep breath, "This... I don't know either. A dream is a dream after all. I think the hope should be slim, right?"

"Not necessarily!" Dalun Mingwang said, "You don't know... a hundred years ago, this Palace had a fated connection with you in a dream, but since then, it has been hard to let go. I always think of our daughter Yuqing, and I even built a desolate small town in Dalun Imperial City. Every blade of grass and every tree was built in imitation of that 【Maye Town】!"

"It's just... although the scenery is there, unfortunately, the people are gone!"

"He Ping... how about... this Emperor will give you a bargain... in this reality, how about we be husband and wife for a while?"

He Ping didn't speak.

Dalun Mingwang's voice became seductive, and her voice was filled with infinite temptation: "Husband... a hundred years of suffering, this concubine's pain is deep in the marrow..."

One day later!

Night fell!

In He Ping's great hall, several bright candles were lit.

Even so, the great hall was still somewhat dim.

He wanted to use night-luminescent pearls to completely light up the great hall, but unfortunately, Dalun Mingwang wouldn't allow it, saying she just liked the feeling of light and shadow interweaving, as if returning to the simple home in Maye Town back then.

"You say... will I conceive?" Dalun Mingwang stretched out her slender, white hand and rested it on her lower abdomen.

He Ping smiled bitterly: "I don't know... I heard that the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to have offspring!"

"This time, it might not necessarily be conceived, right?"

Dalun Mingwang sat beside him, leaning her head on He Ping's shoulder, saying, "Anyway, there are still a few days before the fourth round, so let's do it a few more times!"

"This Palace just doesn't believe it!"

He Ping looked embarrassed: "There's no need for this, right? There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, and I won't really die in the fourth round!"

Dalun Mingwang said, "It's about the same... This Palace feels that your hope of surviving is also not great!" ===== CHAPTER 788 =====