Step into the clouds

Tang Xing was stunned when Xiao Ping thought of the trick of self-defeating his internal energy, and the ghost doctor was so frightened that he didn't know how to react.

Xiao Ping couldn't stand still, he held Yunze on his back with one hand, couldn't help but bent down and coughed, "Cough cough cough!", he coughed up blood, first a little blood, and then gushing blood, Xiao Ping His jaw, neck, and chest were blood-red, and he looked horrific.

Xiao Ping also carried a dagger on his back, which was Yunze's usual weapon. After Yunze was injured and unconscious, Xiao Ping took it with him. He pulled out the dagger and leaned on the ground to support his body weight. Keeping himself from falling down, he looked at the two enemies in front with his blood-red eyes.

During the whole process of self-defeating internal energy, Xiao Ping never caused any discomfort to Yunze on his back. Even if he couldn't stand up, he kept his back as flat as possible so that Yunze could lie down more comfortably.Even if Yunze has no consciousness and cannot perceive the outside world, he will do so.

With the rapid loss of internal strength, physical strength also returned, Xiao Ping could feel that his legs could move again.

Take a step forward.

without hindrance.

It's okay to move your wrists.

The dantian was empty, and I couldn't feel the slightest qi. Because of the emptiness, naturally there was no pain.

Sure enough, the bet was right, this kind of poison has no effect on people without internal strength.

The ghost doctor murmured: "You're crazy... No one would do that, you're a lunatic."

Xiao Ping turned his head to the ghost doctor, meeting Xiao Ping's eyes, the ghost doctor's heart shivered, and a chill came out spontaneously.

Tang Xing was shocked and said: "How can someone abolish martial arts? Do you think you can defeat me by doing this? You lose your internal strength and you are a useless person. How can you fight? Can't I defeat someone who is seriously injured and has no internal strength?" Tang Xing Xing shouted loudly, "Xiao Ping, take your life!" He straightened his sword and stabbed.

Xiao Ping did not retreat but advanced, stepped forward quickly, without dodging or avoiding, grabbed the black iron sword, blood flowed down the cracks between his fingers.Tang Xing was startled, Xiao Ping struck out with lightning with his other hand, stabbing Tang Xing's chest with the dagger.

In the midst of the crisis, Tang Xing's potential exploded instead. He couldn't draw out the black iron sword for a while, so he simply abandoned the sword, and hit Xiao Ping's sword with his right palm. With a "bang", he deflected the dagger.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Ping changed his moves even faster, he also abandoned his sword, and used his hands to pinch the opponent's neck instead, fighting with his life, his chest was exposed, it was a completely lose-lose style of play regardless of life.

Tang Xing was scared out of his wits, seeing a pair of bloody hands running towards his neck, he hurriedly put all his strength into his palms, pushed them outward, and hit Xiao Ping's chest.

With a burst of force, Xiao Ping was hit and flew into the air. Yun Ze was separated from Xiao Ping by this blow and also flew up.

Xiao Ping was in the air, blood spurting wildly.A little bit of blood rained down from the sky, and it fell on the ghost doctor who was standing there dumbfounded.

There were two loud bangs, and Xiao Ping and Yun Ze fell to the ground.

Even if Tang Xing's palm strength was not pure enough, it was still stronger than Xiao Ping who had lost his inner strength.Xiao Ping suffered from this blow, his whole body was in severe pain as if his bones were broken, he struggled to raise his head, and looked at Yunze who was thrown down.

Yun Ze also received Tang Xing's palm force, although Xiao Ping blocked him, but he had already suffered internal injuries, so he didn't know what would happen.Xiao Ping raised his throat, and using both hands and feet, crawled towards Yunze.

He had never been in such a hurry.

He wished he could rush to him in the blink of an eye and see how he was doing.

At last he crawled to his side and cupped his face in his bloodied hands.

Yunze's face became paler due to the lack of sunlight this year, his eyes were closed, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Ping's hands trembled.Wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, forgetting that his hands were covered with blood, no matter how hard he wiped it off, he became anxious and wiped it with his clothes, but unfortunately his clothes were also stained with blood.Xiao Ping's expression was ferocious and terrifying, his eyes were so wide that they almost protruded from their sockets, he was so anxious that he tore off the hem of his clothes several times, seeing Yunze vomit another mouthful of blood, he instantly lost all strength and sat down on the ground slumped.

He didn't know what to do.

He had that sense of powerlessness again.

Xiao Ping, who could not be defeated no matter what, was defeated by Yunze again.

He couldn't save Yunze.

His hands were shaking.

He had thought about how he would die and how Yunze would die countless times before, so when this moment came, he would still feel distressed.

He found that no matter what, he couldn't stand Yunze suffering in front of him.

He is a killer, he has killed countless people in his life, and it is not surprising that he is sought revenge by anyone, but he is unexpectedly planted in the hands of an unknown kid.This kid named Tang Xing, if he confronted Xiao Ping under normal circumstances, Xiao Ping could kill him within three moves, but today, Xiao Ping was unable to protect Yun Ze.

Xiao Ping traveled all over the year looking for famous doctors, and heard that the ghost doctor's medical skills were superb, but he never thought that the moment he found the ghost doctor would be the moment when he and Yunze died.

Things in the world are always so unexpected.

Maybe it's really time to end.

Xiao Ping looked at Yunze, his eyes gradually became peaceful, and his hands stopped shaking.

He calmed down.

It is a different kind of pride to go to the underworld with the one you love.

Xiao Ping smiled.

"Master Thirteen..." He called him softly.

"Master Thirteen..." He stroked his wind-blown hair.

"Master Thirteen..." He called him for the third time.

He didn't have anything to say, what he wanted to say, he knew he understood, he just called him, just called "Master Thirteen" and Xiao Ping felt very satisfied.

Xiao Ping smiled more peacefully and joyfully.

He looked at him with all the tender eyes he had had in his life.

It was at this moment that an accident occurred.

Yun Ze's eyelashes trembled, Wei Wei's eyeballs hidden under his eyelids moved.

Xiao Ping's first reaction was to think he was dazzled.

Surprised in hindsight.

Then I thought, oh, this is just the same unconscious movement as before.

Quickly calmed down and returned to the previous no sorrow or joy.

Then Xiao Ping saw Yun Ze completely open his eyes.

After opening his eyes, Yunze's expression didn't change in any particular way, just like when he was in Yun's house, every morning when he opened his eyes, woke up, and saw the first ray of sunlight.At that time, Xiao Ping would occasionally take the place of the servant girl, go in, and serve Yunze to dress and wash. At that time, Xiao Ping saw Yunze slowly open his eyes countless times in front of him.

At that time, Yunze still had martial arts, and Yunze was still a young master.

At that time, Xiao Ping was still secretly in love with him.

At that time...

It turned out that they were so happy at that time.

Yunze rolled his eyes, looked at the surrounding scenery, then turned his head, saw Xiao Ping, and suddenly smiled.

"Hey, Brother Ping, do you still recognize me?"

"I'm awake, brother Ping."

"When I was in a coma, I actually knew what was going on outside, but I couldn't move or talk. I heard everything you talked to me."

"The two villains bullied you just now, I know it too, you have no internal strength now, just like me, neither of us dislikes the other, so we have to be together for the rest of our lives."

"Are you wondering how I woke up? I guess, it should be Tang Xing's palm, which just hit my Tanzhong acupoint, and the strength is just right, opening up my meridians."

"Speaking of things in this world, it's really unexpected. Do you think these two scoundrels were sent by God to wake me up? Huh?"

……

Yunze was as noisy as ever, and when no one answered, he could talk for a long time by himself.

Yunze said he was tired, stopped, looked at Xiao Ping, and finally said: "Brother Ping, have you been beaten stupid? Don't wake me up, you are stupid. I have been talking for a long time, you can give me a reaction." No, Xiao Ping?"

Xiao Ping's reaction was to hug Yunze and cry "Wow".

He cried very loudly.

Yunze was hugged by him, and his ears hurt a lot.

His tears flowed down big and big, and his snot also flowed down, wiping Yunze's shoulders.

He cried unscrupulously, like a child.

He hugged very hard, his arms were like iron, tightly encircling Yunze.

He was crying and crying, unable to catch his breath, his eyes turned white, Yunze hurriedly patted him on the back, Xiao Ping breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Yunze with tears streaming down his face, opened his mouth to say something, but spit out a mouthful of blood Come out and spray Yunze all over your face.

Great joy and great sorrow hurt the body the most. Xiao Ping, who has always been good at controlling his emotions, has no way to control himself at this time.

He stared at Yunze firmly, not daring to move his eyes away.

"I will never let you sleep again." Xiao Ping said.

"Okay." Yun Ze replied by wiping the blood off his face, but found that Xiao Ping continued talking on his own as if he didn't hear it.

"I will never leave you again."

"I don't want you to suffer anymore."

"Please God, if this is a dream, please let me never wake up."

Yunze held Xiao Ping's face, and pressed his head into his arms. "It's not a dream, I woke up, everything is fine, leave everything to me." Through Xiao Ping, Yun Ze looked at the two stunned people in the distance.

Yunze patted Xiao Ping's face, pressed his shoulder comfortingly, let him sit on the ground to rest, picked up the dagger he used to from the ground, stood up, brushed the dust from his clothes, and walked towards Tang Xing still couldn't believe it.

"Xiao Ping is my servant. What the servant means is that only I can bully him, and no one else can."

Yun Ze stood in front of Tang Xing, "Do you still want to fight?"

Before Tang Xing could reply, Yun Ze's sword had already been struck.

Those streaks of sword light, like a rainbow in the sky, like a ray of red clouds, instantly sank into Tang Xing's chest.

No one present, including Xiao Ping, could tell how the sword pierced through.

Tang Xing couldn't believe it, he looked down at the sword stuck in his chest, and asked in shock: "Didn't you lose your internal strength? You haven't moved for a year, how can you be so flexible?"

"Yes." Yunze tilted his head playfully and smiled, "I'm really sorry..." Yunze frowned deliberately, "I'm a genius."

Yun Ze violently pulled out the dagger, Tang Xing's body fell down in the rush of blood, and he was seriously injured, but his life was not in danger.

The ghost doctor didn't react until this time, and ran down in one direction.

Seeing it at a glance, Yunze let go of the dagger and pierced the ghost doctor's back.

The ghost doctor fell from the sword and struggled to get up.

Yun Ze stepped forward, intending to end the ghost doctor's life, but Xiao Ping shouted from behind: "Wait a minute!"

Yunze turned around.

Xiao Ping said: "Forget it."

Yun Ze pointed at Tang Xing: "What about him?"

"Forget it."

"Why didn't I know that you have become so merciful? Are you afraid they will come after you?"

"Since you wake up, I don't want to kill any more people, or God will punish me."

Yunze thought Xiao Ping was really stupid, so cute, since Xiao Ping opened his mouth, Yunze naturally didn't kill him.

Yun Ze walked up to Xiao Ping, Xiao Ping stretched out his hand, "Help me."

Yunze smiled, never knew Xiao Ping would be like this before, is this considered coquettish?Yunze carefully helped Xiao Ping up.

Xiao Ping put most of his body weight on Yunze and followed him.

The sun sank to the west, the sky was getting darker, and the evening mist was heavy, and the western sky seemed particularly bright.On one side of the teahouse is the long street, and on the other side is a corn field, with long green leaves stretching upwards, and exquisite and lovely ears of corn with red beards, hanging on the poles, and occasionally birds fly across the vast sky, and there are a few chirping sounds. The melodious birdsong.Yunze looked at the sky. "It's getting dark, what will Jiang Fengyang and the others do?"

"Go to the town to rent a carriage first, get them back, and find a doctor to detoxify them."

"Both of us have lost our internal strength, what if our enemies come after us?"

"I have no choice but to withdraw from the arena."

"Brother Ping, are you happy to quit the arena? Laugh if you want... The only bad thing this time is that you were hurt too badly."

"It's okay." Xiao Ping joked, "But what if he really died?"

"I will accompany you myself."

Yunze supported the most important man in his life, only then did he realize that this man already had gray hair and wrinkles. Bloodstains, oh, Brother Ping, who had been protecting him all this time, was already weak enough to need his own protection.

Yunze moved his shoulders and supported Xiao Ping's body with all his strength.

Xiao Ping wrapped his arms around Yunze's shoulder with his right hand, hanging on him.

The backs of the two people supporting each other were elongated by the setting sun. At first, they could be distinguished as two figures, but as they gradually moved away, they could only see a blur of black shadows that merged into one, making it difficult to distinguish between you and me.

The sun was about to set, and the sun was not very bright, but it was enough to illuminate the road ahead for Xiao Ping and Yun Ze.

The setting sun crowned them.

The evening breeze refreshed them.

Birds cheered for them.

This long period of forbearance, waiting and pain...

It's nothing.

"Master Thirteen, do you still remember the autumn leaf brush wash I gave you?"

"remember."

"Do you know what the words engraved on it mean?"

"I do not know what it meant?"

Xiao Ping stopped, pressed the back of Yunze's head with his right hand, leaned over to his lips, and kissed him affectionately.

"That's what I mean."

(End of the article)

☆, postscript

Finally finished writing, let me wipe it.

As the second concluding article of my five years of writing (only the second tearful eye), I have to say something.

I always remember what a certain author said, the biggest benefit of writing an article is to be able to write an afterword at the end of the article.

Being able to write a postscript has become one of the motivations for me to finish an article.

The original prototype of this article was my first online article, Danmei martial arts "Wuling Spring". At that time, the writing was insufficient, which caused "Wuling Spring" to have too many flaws, and there were too many slots. When I realized the many shortcomings of that article , I knew I couldn't write anymore.If I write it again, I will ruin that article. My ability at that time was not enough to control the whole plot, so I made a hole. I think, one day when my writing skills are good enough, I will fill in the hole.I once promised a reader that I would finish writing it. I said in a column that as long as I survived, I would finish "Wuling Spring".

After five years, I ended orz, Sahua~~~

It's been too many years, "Wuling Spring" has been changed by me to "Ping Bu Qin Yun", I changed my pen name again, and I don't want to be traced back to the black history pen name orz, all kinds of things lead me to agree It is impossible for the reader to know that I have refilled the pit.But I fulfilled my promise, and it's still worth celebrating.

In fact, readers may not remember "Wuling Spring", only I remember.

As an author, I remember every brain hole I opened up.

From this, I think, just like the sentence I said when I wrote "Yang Jian and Monkey King": an article belongs to the author and the reader, but in the final analysis it belongs to the author alone.

If the author does not value it, no one values ​​it.

This article is also written for Tiger Oil——Fluffing.

Twitch is now in a three-dimensional relationship. I don’t care about me, and I don’t read novels anymore. I am very lonely. I can no longer write a chapter for her to read a chapter like before, and I can no longer get advice from her about writing. hapiness.

But we've been with each other for so long and I'm still very grateful to God for letting me meet her.

Since it is a postscript, according to the usual practice, I would like to talk about what I want to express in this article.

I remember the postscript of the first concluding article "Yang Jian and Monkey King", I said, what I want to express is persistence, not giving up, and the spirit of not shrinking when encountering difficulties; this article, I want to express the same thing.

I seem to keep expressing this theme of not giving up.

I have always wanted to convey a positive energy.

In fact, when writing the ending, there was some uncertainty about whether to write be or not. Obviously "Pingbu Qinyun" is suitable for be. It is very illogical for Yunze to wake up in the end, it is simply waking up for the sake of waking up.I could have done better, such as ambush in the first few chapters, implying the existence of "ghost doctor" and "Tang Xing", arrange some scenes for them, or simply introduce "vegetative treatment methods" 2333 , so that the ending Yunze's awakening is not so abrupt.None of these I did.I am also powerless and unintentional to write again.I can only say one famous saying of director Kang Honglei: art is always regrettable...he looks so blunt, if it is be, I am absolutely confident that the whole plot will be completed in the final three chapters and the readers will be impressed (generally tragedies will be more impressive than others) Impressive), I am so thankless to stick to the he line for 100 years, what is the reason?

I think it’s just to express positive energy. I can’t make my article too miserable. The protagonist died after working hard all his life and got nothing. I can’t do this.

It's still the same sentence: Life is so hard, even in the text, I can't break out a he, then I am too incompetent.

I hope that everyone who reads the article, knowing that the ending or the process is illogical and unbelievable, even if you are yelled at by various bugs or scumbags when you read it, you can still believe that life is beautiful 23333.

I hope that everyone who reads this article will never give up love for others like Xiao Ping when encountering "can't ask for it"; Maybe I am happy too.

I hope that everyone who reads this article, when they are resentful and unable to let go of their hatred, think about whether they can have the courage to bear the series of consequences of revenge like Yunze.Taking revenge on someone definitely requires a lot of courage. If not, don’t take revenge. At least you are as cowardly as me. When you take revenge, it will definitely be more painful than my enemy ╮(╯_╰)╭So I can only be cowardly Be kind to everyone.

In the final ending, I asked Yun Ze and Xiao Ping to kill their enemies because forgiveness is far more joyful than hatred.

I have always disapproved of "slapping in the face", that shows from the side that it is a small belly to some extent, and I pay too much attention to this matter.There are so many meaningful things in life, why waste time on slapping your face?

Happiness is not because you get more, but because you care less.

The ending is so happy, maybe it is fake, but life will be happy, it must be true.

In fact, the recent three-dimensional is quite unfortunate. The so-called "four no women" who have no job, no boyfriend, no money, and no youth, I still don't worry about it, because I know that I will eventually have it.No one can tell what will happen tomorrow, just like Xiao Ping was prepared to serve the vegetative for the rest of his life, but was caught off guard by "the vegetative will wake up tomorrow", maybe I will have good luck tomorrow.Having said that, if I don't get what I want for the rest of my life, then that's fine, just be prepared like Xiao Ping, I will accept my life, and that's fine.Don't blame others, the road is chosen by oneself, and if you choose, you will bear the consequences yourself.

How did Xiao Ping say that line?

Don't blame the sky, don't hate the world.

This article is very cold, and probably not many people read it. If you read this article, even if you have any mood swings during the reading process, whether it is sad or happy, it can be considered that I wrote it well hahaha (shameless The author ==

So my dear, I also bless you who are unfamiliar.

I hope you see positive things in the text, even if there is darkness, it is to set off the light of the ending.

I wish you the belief that life is good, and if it isn't good it's because you haven't lived it yet.

I wish everyone who has read my article, including myself, can find happiness in this world.

Written at 2014 am on December 12, 2

(Sorry for any typos in the text, I don’t have time to change them)