Step into the clouds

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Yunze fell asleep, Xiao Ping lay beside Yunze, looking at Yunze.

He was so beautiful, after he fell asleep, the sharpness when he was awake during the day disappeared, only softness remained, the corners of his jaw still had the roundness of a teenager, but his eyes had the wisdom of an adult.

No one knows better than Xiao Ping how smart Yun Ze is. Everyone knows that the Thirteenth Master of the Yun family is a genius in martial arts, but only Xiao Ping knows that Yun Shisan's resourcefulness is even better than his martial arts.

And such a perfect and inviolable person belongs to him.

Even in the future, he will have many wives and concubines, full of children and grandchildren, but it can't change the fact that his first experience was with Xiao Ping.He may still stand at a height that Xiao Ping cannot reach in the future, Xiao Ping still needs to look up to him, but the difference is that when Xiao Ping looks up to him, he must be complacent, because he has a memory that no one can take away.This short moment tonight is enough for him to spend the rest of his life savoring it carefully.

Xiao Ping knew that he was in pain just now, and he did it on purpose, just to make him suffer. Pain is often more impressive than happiness. Didn't he enjoy it later?Then he should remember himself forever, even if this kind of remembering is hatred, it is much better than forgetting.

Why did he follow himself tonight?Could it be that he actually likes it a little bit?

As soon as this idea popped up, Xiao Ping's heart jumped.

But Xiao Ping immediately thought that Yunze's so-called liking might just be liking physical pleasure.

It doesn't matter.

No matter what, the person who brings him joy is himself.

Xiao Ping hugged Yunze tightly, and gently touched his ear.

There is no tomorrow for a killer. Xiao Ping can’t remember how many people he has killed in his life. A good rider falls from a horse, a good swimmer drowns in water, and a murderer is bound to be killed. Fortune tellers say Xiao Ping won’t survive 31 Years old, and the tenth day of next month is Xiao Ping's 31st birthday. Xiao Ping felt that he would be happy even if he died immediately.

But for some reason, Xiao Ping didn't want himself to die.

It turns out that people's hearts are so insatiable.

If you didn't get him before, you would die if you died. Now that you got him, you still want his heart, and you want to spend the rest of your life with him, until all your teeth are gone, your hair and beard are white, and you can still live with him. How nice it should be.

This is really a sad thing - he has Yunze, and he starts to be afraid of death...

The moonlight shines in through the window lattice and sprinkles on Yunze's face. In the hazy moonlight, Yunze is as beautiful as a poppy flower, making people addicted and unable to stop.The drunkenness surged, and Xiao Ping's mind became confused. Even though he was reluctant to sleep, he was still no match for the dual effects of alcohol and medicine, and fell asleep.

Xiao Ping was awakened by the sound of a person's footsteps.

With many years of assassin career, Xiao Ping's intuitive reaction to danger is unmatched.

The sky was still not bright, and the man was still far away from the house. Xiao Ping was awakened, "Teng" sat up, and his body went to the bedside to take the sword before he consciously. While holding the sword handle, he saw clearly a He is a human being, with eyebrows like mountain daisy, high nose bridge, bright red lips, and a faint sleepy smile on his face.

It is Yunze.

Xiao Ping's head buzzed, he was stunned, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

How could Master Thirteen sleep with me?What happened last night?The Thirteenth Master went to a brothel, followed him by himself, met Ding Mao, came to Liu Hu's tavern, got drunk... I can't remember clearly after that.

Xiao Ping tremblingly lifted off Yunze's obscene clothes, revealing the deep and shallow welts all over Yunze's body.

This proved that he was drunk and under the effect of medicine, he fucked Yun Ze.

Xiao Ping was so shocked by this fact that he was stunned like a wooden sculpture or a clay sculpture.

Every time Xiao Ping drank too much, he couldn't remember what happened when he was drunk. His memory would be disconnected. This time, he didn't need to remember. The scene in front of him clearly explained what he did after he was drunk.He couldn't recall the specific details of the invasion, but looking at Yunze's wounds, he thought Yunze must be bleeding, so did he resist?With Yunze's martial arts, if he really resisted, how could he succeed?Since he succeeded, does it mean that he is willing?

Shocked by this conjecture again, Xiao Ping looked down at Yunze's handsome face in his sleep, and saw a dagger lying quietly on the ground.Xiao Ping picked up the dagger, which was given to him by Yunze himself on his birthday, and Yunze always kept it close to his body.

A suspicious red on the dagger stung Xiao Ping's eyes.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and sure enough, there was a scar on his neck.

Since there are scars, the Thirteenth Lord must have resisted, resisted, and still succeeded. Is it because he used brute force to suppress the Thirteenth Lord, or because the Thirteenth Lord couldn't bear to kill himself and finally gave in?No matter what kind of possibility, Xiao Ping couldn't afford it.It seems more like the latter possibility.Yunze is such a kind person, even if Xiao Ping wanted to rape him, he would not really kill him, so he threatened his life to force Yunze to submit?

The person he tried his best to protect, his own brother who hurt to the bone, was actually raped by him with alcohol. He swore that he would never tell Yun Shisan what was on his mind, he swore that he would never tell Yun Shisan Pulled into the evil way, but last night, everything changed.

After Yunze woke up, how did he face Yunze?Yunze finally knew that Xiao Ping not only liked men, but also himself. Xiao Ping could no longer simply stay by Yunze's side as a slave, could no longer watch him get up every morning, help him get dressed, Serve him to eat, protect him for the rest of his life, take care of him, and be with him.

The more Xiao Ping thought about it, the more frightened he became, his face was as pale as paper.

If you can forgive your sins by dying, why should you cherish this body?

Xiao Ping turned his wrist and aimed the knife point at his chest.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a vague figure appeared at the door.

Xiao Ping quickly tapped the Yunze sleeping point, causing him to fall into a deep sleep, and quickly wrapped him tightly with a quilt, so that no trace of skin was exposed.

In the early morning, misty mist poured in from outside the door, covering the man, the thick fog filled the air, the morning light was twilight, the man's face was hidden in the shadow, Xiao Ping knew who he was without looking at his face.He just stood there casually, and a huge murderous aura surged towards Xiao Ping crazily, and the murderous aura turned into a sharp blade, cutting Xiao Ping's naked, exposed skin with incomparable pain.

He took a step forward.

This time the face was clearly revealed.

He is old, but he has a handsome face and a tall and burly body. When he is serious, he is somewhat similar to Xiao Ping.

The person who came was none other than the head of the Yun Family, Yun Cheng.

As he moved forward, the killing intent also advanced towards Xiao Ping, and the temperature in the whole room seemed to drop.Xiao Ping knew that the moment when his killing intent was strongest was the moment when he would attack, so he secretly concentrated his power, and quietly clenched the hilt of his sword with his hand hidden under the quilt.

Yuncheng's eyes fell on the face of Yunze who didn't know anything, and seeing his favorite young son's appearance after the incident, Yuncheng was very calm, and looked at it intently for a while, without a trace of vision Give it to Xiao Ping.

Yuncheng doesn't talk, Xiao Ping never talks too much.

Yuncheng looked at Yunze, Xiao Ping stared at Yuncheng, if it wasn't for Yunze's regular breathing, the room would be as quiet as a dead city.

Nothing is more chilling than the calm before the oppressive storm.A calm Yuncheng is more difficult to deal with than a furious Yuncheng.

After a long time, Yuncheng walked towards the door, "Follow me." When he said this, he still didn't look at Xiao Ping, as if even looking at him would stain his eyes.

Xiao Ping was already wearing clothes, so he didn't need to clean up right now, he just jumped up and left. Before going out, he couldn't help but look back at Yun Ze who was asleep. , maybe the last look.

In the end, he was ruthless and turned his head to leave.

Yuncheng walked straight forward, the tavern was built at the foot of the mountain, and the backyard was surrounded by rolling mountains and rivers. Yuncheng performed lightness kung fu and climbed a high cliff to make sure that he was far enough away from Yunze. No one here would know what was about to happen Things, Yuncheng stopped.

Xiao Ping also stopped immediately.

Yun Cheng turned around, and the two stood facing each other on the cliff. There was no one there, and it was a good place to kill people. There was no need to bury the corpse. If it was thrown off the cliff, no one would ever find it.The fog on the mountain was even heavier, and Yuncheng was standing two steps away from Xiao Ping, all dirty transactions and deep calculations were covered by the white fog.

"Your qinggong is good, you can keep up with me." Yuncheng said, "Maybe you are far more experienced than what you show."

"Teaching from the Dark Guard Camp, if an assassin wants to live a long time, he must learn to hide his strength."

Yun Cheng nodded, "You've learned very well, you really deserve to be in the Dark Guard Battalion, no, you're the best assassin in the entire rivers and lakes, and your martial arts are far better than those who try to gain fame. It's a pity that such a good assassin died. I can't train anymore." The conversation changed, "When I came just now, I saw you pointed a dagger at yourself, do you want to kill yourself and apologize?"

Xiao Ping lowered his head and said, "Yes."

"If I don't come, I guess you won't kill yourself in the end."

Xiao Ping said: "Yes."

Yun Cheng nodded in satisfaction, "That's right, how can the members of the Yun family be so cowardly."

The phrase "people from the Yun family" naturally refers to Xiao Ping's being a servant of the Yun family. Just make yourself miserable.

Yuncheng looked at the vast sea of ​​clouds in a daze, seemed to have thought of something, looked straight at Xiao Ping, and asked, "Did you go to Shisan? Didn't Shisan go to you?"

Xiao Ping calmly said: "Yes."

Yuncheng suddenly made a movement, waved his big hand, and a spiral energy gushed out from the sleeve of his robe, heading straight for Xiao Pingmen's gate.

Xiao Ping did not change his expression, he was as motionless as a mountain.

That energy hit a towering ancient tree behind Xiao Ping, with a "boom", the thick tree fell to the ground, arousing countless flying birds, which circled up and sang everywhere.Amidst the twittering noise, Xiao Ping knelt down on the ground, lowered his head, his expression was as calm as water.He saw that Yuncheng didn't really want to kill him, so he didn't even try to avoid him.

"I knew about your wolfish ambitions. It doesn't matter if a wealthy family plays with a few prostitutes/children. If you play with the servants around you, at least try to be clean and concealed, but how dare you commit such a crime!" Yun Cheng stepped forward, slapped Picking up Xiao Ping's collar, "Xiao Ping! Good, good, good!" He said three good words in a row, and without another word, he threw his palm to the ground with force.

The birds scattered in the forest, the surroundings became quiet, and the misty mist enveloped the figure lying on the ground. Xiao Ping got up from the ground, knelt down again, and lowered his head in his usual humble and submissive gesture.

However, Yuncheng saw through his pretended humility and obedience, and shouted: "Stand up!"

Xiao Ping stood up and stood with his hands down.

"Looked up!"

Xiao Ping raised his head, his clear eyes pierced through the thick fog, and looked directly at his master coldly.Once he stands up straight and raises his head, he gives people a kind of coercion. The cold temperament cultivated by killing people all the year round will make everyone who meets his eyes unconsciously fear. It is the fear of the weak against the strong, and it is the fear of life against death. The fear of demons is the fear that ordinary people have of demons, no one is an exception, and the same is true for Yuncheng.For the first time, Yuncheng discovered that if Xiao Ping stood up straight, he would even be slightly taller than him. The tall figure was somewhat unpredictable against the background of white mist. On the surface, this person looked like an inconspicuous The wooden box, no one knows what's inside the wooden box, maybe it's a murderous sharp sword, once his bottom line is violated, the sharp sword will be struck out, and the blood will seal his throat.

"Why aren't you afraid?" Yun Cheng asked, "You think I won't kill you?"

Xiao Ping habitually bowed his head and replied: "Yes." The language was also consistent and concise, even the respect that should have been in the voice was not lost.

"Xiao Ping." Yun Cheng sighed, "I said before, being too smart is not a good thing."

That's right, being too smart is not a good thing, but if you weren't smart enough, Xiao Ping would have died [-] times.So Xiao Ping remained silent.

"Tell me, why don't I kill you?"

"Because the master wants the villain to do one thing."

"what's up?"

"Kill Jiang Fengyang, prevent the Yun family's secret business from leaking out, and maintain the image of a martial arts family." Xiao Ping explained in detail.

Yuncheng admitted: "That's right, that's exactly what happened. As long as you successfully kill Jiang Fengyang, I will spare your life. After you come back from the assassination, I can guarantee that Thirteen will still be your master, and nothing will change, otherwise , I will deal with it according to the family law, and let you be punished by thousands of cuts. If you dare to touch my son, it will be cheaper for you." Yuncheng took a step closer to Xiao Ping and said eagerly, "So kill Jiang Fengyang is your only chance to make meritorious service and atone for your crime."

Xiao Ping's voice was very flat, "Master, the villain promised to assassinate Jiang Hero with all his strength, but you have never believed it. The villain has tried his best, even if the result is not satisfactory, I am worthy of the master's painstaking cultivation over the years." Xiao Ping Ping's words were equivalent to saying "I don't agree", how could Yuncheng not understand, his body rose and fell, and his long arm struck down, hitting the top of Xiao Ping's head.

Xiao Pingyuan rolled, avoiding the fatal blow, touched the ground with his right foot, and floated back about Zhang Xu. When he landed, his posture was graceful, his face was not red, and he was not out of breath.

His qinggong is much better than what he has shown in the past.

Yuncheng followed him like a shadow, stretched out his left fist, aiming at Xiao Ping's right temple, attacking with the momentum of wind and thunder, Xiao Ping dodged his head slightly, and moved out three feet horizontally.Yun Cheng followed closely and performed the move "Put Fist through Ear". Xiao Ping jumped up in the air, landed a foot away, and stood with his chest up.

"Master, the villain has given you three moves, do you still want to fight?"

A posture of contemptuously looking at the world, ruthless majesty, domineering, without the slightest trace of humbleness that a servant should have.

Xiao Ping didn't wait for Yun Cheng's answer after finishing speaking, turned around gracefully, and walked back the way he came. A voice that was neither humble nor overbearing came out of the mist, "Hero Jiang is the best brother of Lord Shisan. The villain's martial arts are not as good as him, so he can't kill him. Shisan The Lord may have woken up now, the villain is a servant, and he should not leave his side to serve him even for a moment, so I will leave now."

With a straight back, Xiao Ping walked forward in the mist, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, with courage and determination to move forward, he finally stopped pretending to be a dog, and he was a person in the first place.

An upright and upright person!

From the back, Xiao Ping's tall figure is very similar to Yuncheng's. Although his face is not very similar to Yuncheng's, his demeanor is exactly the same as Yuncheng's. Anyway, after all, he is a person trained by Yuncheng. In fact, Yunze's He doesn't look like Yuncheng in appearance or temperament, but Xiao Ping is more like Yuncheng's son than Yunze.

The sound of cock crowing came from the foot of the mountain, and the sun lay dormant for the whole night, trying to break through the clouds, but was covered by the vast mist, unable to raise his head.The sky is gloomy, like a big gray wrist, buckling upside down on people's heads.The fog is getting heavier and heavier, and many things that were originally clear hide their true appearance in the fog, making people ignore their existence.

"Furious, leaning on the railing..."

Yuncheng looked at Xiao Ping's back, facing the thick fog, and suddenly began to chant poems with the interest coming from nowhere.

Xiao Ping's footsteps stopped, his sword-like body trembled almost imperceptibly, and his back seemed to bend a little. I don't know what the special meaning of this poem is, Xiao Ping no longer has the momentum just now.

"Xiaoxiao Yuxie..."

Yuncheng's voice seemed ethereal in the mist, as if after many hopeless days, it quietly passed into Xiao Ping's ears from the other side of time.

Everything is quiet, only the sound of Yuncheng's poems resounding in the valley.

"Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement."

The sound of bells and chimes came from a distance, and the lingering sound continued for a long time, making Yuncheng's voice more and more ethereal, making it difficult to fathom the emotion in the voice.

"This is Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong"... I wrote this word back then and sent it to Xiao Yuxie of Wanhualou. Alas, time flies, Xiao Ping, you have grown so big in the blink of an eye."

Yuncheng's tone was very emotional.

The mist is heavy, and some decayed old events are looming, and they are about to surface.

The sun suddenly broke through the clouds, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning rushed straight into Xiaohan. The golden rays dispelled the fog, revealing a bright universe.

"Xiao Ping..." Yuncheng squinted his eyes slightly under the sunshine, and said softly, "You really think that I don't know that you are my son?"