Step into the clouds

Yunze still went to Zuihualou.

Xiao Ping secretly stared at Yunze, watching Yunze get on the carriage in bright new clothes and leave his sight.

Xiao Ping really wanted to catch up.

Countless methods of tracking are envisioned in my mind.

The training of the Dark Guard Battalion these years is still effective. As long as he is willing to chase, no one in this world can escape his pursuit.But Xiao Ping just thought about it.

Don't stop him when he's in front of him, wait until he's gone, and then catch up, don't you want to be so hypocritical?Xiao Ping squatted in a dark corner, slapped himself on the mouth, and said bitterly: "What a fucking bitch!"

Xiao Ping wanted to chase after him, wanted to tell him that I didn't want you to go, what he wanted to do the most was to tear off his clothes and put him under him... Finally, what Xiao Ping thought was: I am his brother.So Xiao Ping stopped, not even thinking about it anymore.

The training method of the dark guard camp really distorts human nature. Few of them are normal. Xiao Ping used to be complacent about his normality. At least he is not so selfish and knows how to consider others. Now Xiao Ping Ping finally understood what it was that he was twisted into.That is his pride.

He used to be a very proud man.

When I was a child, I was scolded as a bastard without a father, and I would fight with others. After my mother died, I didn’t steal things even if I was starving to death. The number of times I entered the dark guard camp because I kept my promise, I was cheated and cheated countless times.Xiao Ping has always been very proud.Now he understands that people who are more proud on the surface have lower self-esteem in their bones, and his conceit and inferiority complement each other and are inseparable.He may not be considered cowardly, but it is obvious that he has lost the courage to desperately.This kind of courage is only qualified for those who have not experienced the hardships of life.

Xiao Ping is 31 years old, he is no longer the age to do things only for his own pleasure.

While sitting in Zuihualou drinking, Xiao Ping was still thinking about when he became so inferior.

At that time, half an hour had passed since Yunze entered Zuihualou, and Xiao Ping also went to Zuihualou. Originally, he just wanted to find a small tavern to have a drink. The body walked into the Zuihualou.Xiao Ping would never admit that he wanted to go to Zuihualou to protect Yunze.

Xiao Ping asked for a single room by the window on the second floor of Zuihua Building, poured himself a drink, and listened to a girl on the opposite side singing with a pipa in her arms, "Two feather jades fly from outside the willows, and they bathe each other when the sun is clear..." Xiao Ping didn't know either. Whether he sings well or not, he doesn't know the rhythm anyway.When the girl sang "Dark Clouds and Smoky Tree Clusters, Cunning Heart and Thousand-mile Eyes", Xiao Ping's ears froze and he shouted "Hello, don't care what you mean, there is a word for "Ping" and a word for "Cloud" , definitely good.

Xiao Ping said to the girl: "Just sing this line and sing it over and over again." After shaking the wine glass, it was empty, Xiao Ping's expression was dull.

"My lord, do you want my servant to serve wine?" the girl asked, putting down her pipa.

Xiao Ping drank a little too high, the girl saw double shadows, shook his head, and this time three shadows came out.The girl saw Xiao Ping shaking his head and nodding again, thinking that Xiao Ping nodded in agreement, so she leaned over and poured wine for him.

The wine was poured neither too much nor too little, without spilling a drop or leaving a little space.

"Good craftsmanship!" Xiao Ping shouted, holding the wine glass with his right hand, and poured it into his mouth, without spilling a drop, he poured it all in.

"Master's hand is really steady, I didn't spill a little bit of drinking." The girl smiled along with her without words.

"What is this? It's more stable when killing people." Xiao Ping also laughed, a strange smile.

"Sir, you really know how to joke." The girl couldn't help laughing.

"You don't believe it?" Xiao Ping glanced at her drunkenly, "Do you want to try?"

The muscles on the girl's face stiffened with fright.

Xiao Ping held his cup and laughed.

"Can you dance?"

The girl Yingying stood up, "The servant girl can do a sword dance, please borrow my master's saber."

Xiao Ping untied his saber and threw it on the mat.

The girl picked it up and danced in the hall, with a slender waist and elegant dancing posture, and her face was glamorous under the light of the sword and candlelight.Xiao Ping, who had always been paralyzed, looked at it with a smile on his mouth, looking interested, and lowered his head to hold the wine glass. At this moment, a spark exploded from the wick, and Xiao Ping was stabbed by the strong light so that he closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, the girl flew to the wine table, aimed at his chest, and stabbed straight with her sword.

The smile on the corner of Xiao Ping's mouth was restrained, his eyes changed, as if he was prepared, he dodged with a low body, and the wine glass in his hand flew out.

The girl was blocked by the wine glass, and she stabbed with a sword in her backhand with lightning speed.

Xiao Ping kicked over the table, retreated three feet, and the girl's third sword came again.

Xiao Ping didn't hold back anymore, he drew out the soft sword wrapped around his waist and stabbed at the girl's throat, at the same time he saw three darts coming towards him, he stretched out his left hand to catch two, the remaining one opened his mouth to bite, the sword in his right hand didn't stop Keep stabbing.

Slightly scratching the skin of the opponent's neck, it stopped, and a drop of red blood came out, which could not condense - Xiao Ping's hand has always been very steady.

"Who sent you here?" Xiao Ping spat out the darts, no drunkenness in his eyes anymore.

"Fengyun Hall, Jiang Fengyang."

Because of the words, the drop of blood on the woman's neck fell.

"Let's go." Xiao Ping put away his sword, threw back the three darts he received to her, rearranged the overturned table, sat down and poured himself a glass of wine, he could be called contented.

The girl didn't dare to say anything: "Master Jiang sent me to kill you, so you just let me go?"

Normally Xiao Ping doesn't like to talk, but today he actually drank a little too much, and he was very interested in talking. "First, Jiang Fengyang has no enmity with me. Second, Jiang Fengyang will not be so stupid as to choose to kill me in Zuihualou, because Lord Thirteen is in Zuihualou right now. Thirdly, even if Jiang Fengyang wanted to kill me, he would not send such a person to kill me." A soft-footed shrimp should be a well-planned and fatal blow. In summary, you should be sent by Yuncheng to blame Jiang Fengyang, just to make me and Jiang Fengyang an enemy, and promised Yuncheng to assassinate him. If you don't want to leave, you can You can stay and drink with me." Xiao Ping took a new glass, filled it up, raised his head, and looked directly at the woman frankly, "But I want you to treat me to this drink. It's not easy for me to earn money. I always regard money as my life. .”

The woman clasped her fists in accordance with the etiquette of the Jianghu people, "The little girl is called Ding Mao, and today she is fortunate to meet the world's number one assassin, and she really deserves her reputation." Da Ma sat opposite Xiao Ping with a golden sword, raised his head, and drank boldly Drinking a glass of wine, turning the glass upside down, it shows that there is not a drop of wine left. "The little girl was offended just now, and she looked at Haihan, there is poison on my dart, be careful, Your Excellency."

Xiao Ping remembered that he had picked up a dart with his mouth just now, and asked, "Is it the Lost Soul Grass?"

"Exactly."

"That's okay. The lotus ten treasure soup I ate tonight has a herb called Seven Treasure Lotus, which just restrains the poison of the Lost Soul Grass. It shouldn't be a problem."

When Ding Mao heard this, his eyes rolled, and he almost wanted to laugh. Qibaolian can indeed suppress the poison of the Lost Soul Grass, but when these two things meet wine, they will have a miraculous effect. Judging by Xiao Ping's appearance, he obviously doesn't know it yet.I came here today to ask Xiao Ping, and I didn't tell him about the trouble if the two things were mixed with wine, so as to keep it as a bargaining chip for blackmail.

Ding Mao poured himself a glass of wine, "Have you ever seen the school of the little girl?"

"The Yun family's dark guard camp."

Ding Mao laughed and said: "Then I should call you Brother Hyena, right? It is rumored that Hyena is indifferent and reticent, but I never expected to be so kind and kind. Sure enough, seeing is better than seeing once." Called sweetly, "Brother, please."

Xiao Ping reached out and pushed his wine glass, and the wine in the jug spilled on the table.

Ding Mao didn't know why, so he looked at Xiao Ping.

Xiao Ping's drunkenness seemed to subside a little, and his expression returned to normal, that is, expressionless.

"The Thirteenth Lord named me Xiao Ping when I was his guard. My mother's name is Xiao Yuxie, so the surname is Xiao. I hope that my life will be safe and smooth, so I am called Ping. As for who the hyena is, I have long forgotten. Brothers and sisters, Not to mention it." As soon as Ding Mao established a relationship, Xiao Ping knew what she was going to mention, so he snatched the jug from Ding Mao, poured himself wine, and said without raising his head and eyes: "No. deliver."

Ding Mao secretly resented, she thought highly of herself, and with her appearance, she had never suffered such a big stumble before, so she was willing to give up, and said with a coquettish smile: "Master wants me to assassinate brother, but younger sister has her own plan. I want to discuss a big matter with my senior brother, so I risked my life to come here, isn't senior brother curious about what it is?" Ding Mao leaned forward, deliberately exposed his shoulders, exhaled like blue, and displayed the charm of a woman, seductively. Seeing Xiao Ping grinning.

Sure enough, Xiao Ping glanced at her.

Ding Mao smiled sweeter and opened his mouth wider.

Xiao Ping frowned: "Do you have a toothache?"

Ding Mao's face froze again.

Xiao Ping drank alone, treating her like air.

Dazed by anger, Ding Mao vowed to succeed. He sat beside Xiao Ping, leaning against him, lightly touching Xiao Ping's neck with his lips, and holding Xiao Ping's right hand holding the cup with one hand, "Little sister wants to find senior brother The major issue discussed was to hope that the senior brothers would participate in the assassination of Yang Mingyuan from the Dark Guard Camp. This time we have the hero 'Flying Eagle' presiding over the operation. It is not impossible to kill that old man in Yuncheng in one fell swoop... As long as you are willing to agree, what do you want? Whatever you want, we will satisfy you..."

The softness on Ding Mao's chest rubbed against Xiao Ping's left shoulder intentionally or unintentionally, and his hands touched Xiao Ping's chest.

Xiao Ping let her seduce him, and he was as safe as a mountain, but he was a little surprised. Ding Mao just mentioned Feiying. Three years ago, Yunze, Jiang Fengyang, Tang Yi, and Yin Wangchuan jointly founded Fengyuntang. Suddenly, a mysterious man appeared in the rivers and lakes. This man wore a flying eagle mask to roam the rivers and lakes.

Feiying acts secretly, both good and evil, Yunze once mentioned that Feiying seems to have some connection with Fengyuntang, he can be regarded as a friend of Fengyuntang, but Xiao Ping feels that this person hides his head and shows his true face, there must be a conspiracy, Not very reliable.Since the assassination of Yang Mingyuan was presided over by Fei Ying, I'm afraid it's not that simple. If the assassination fails and you pay for yourself, then the gain will outweigh the loss.Although Xiao Ping had long wanted to destroy the secret guard camp, and even wanted to kill Yuncheng, but now is not a good time to do it. Feiying and Ding Mao's group, they have more success than failure, after a moment of pondering, they have made a decision.

Xiao Ping put down his wine glass, reached out his hand to hold Ding Mao's shoulder, the touch reminded Xiao Ping of the skin of the Thirteenth Master.

"Let me tell you the truth, Miss Ding, your skin..." I touched it carefully, as if inspecting goods, "It's not as delicate as a man's..."

Ding Mao couldn't take it anymore, jumped up with a "whoosh", rushed out like the wind, and scolded angrily: "Xiao Ping, you are not a man at all! Your thing is just a decoration when it grows, it is not even as good as a eunuch, son of a dead rabbit!" !"

The last sentence was the most comforting, Ding Mao finished cursing loudly, left Xiao Ping alone, and jumped out of the window.

Just standing on the street, he suddenly felt the murderous aura coming from behind him. Before he could react, something happened across Ding Mao's neck and shot into the beams and pillars of a house by the side of the street. white pebbles.Ding Mao stretched out his hand to touch his neck and felt the blood on his hand before he felt the pain.

The person who used the hidden weapon was telling her two things. First, not everyone can be scolded casually. Second, killing her is as easy as crushing an ant.

The person who taught Ding Mao a little lesson was Xiao Ping.

A corner of the moon was covered by dark clouds at some point, the sky was even darker, a gust of wind passed by, and the fallen flowers on both sides of the street swirled past. Ding Mao stood on the quiet street, feeling a shocking murderous intent that she had never felt before. , quietly diffused behind her.

Xiao Ping did not know when he was standing behind her.

He chased her out of Zuihualou.

Ding Mao didn't dare to turn around.She was afraid that when she turned around, Xiao Ping behind him would launch an attack.

She remembered the song:

When you meet Xiao Ping, it's hard to be peaceful.The King of Hades was afraid that he would take his life, and his soul was frightened with a flash of sword light.

The footsteps approached, the sound was not loud, hitting Ding Mao's heart, as if it was Yan Luo's footsteps.

Ding Mao wanted to escape, but she was completely enveloped by Xiao Ping's aura, giving her the illusion that she couldn't move.

The footsteps stopped.

Xiao Ping behind her was only three steps away from her.

Ding Mao froze, not knowing how to react, her life was completely in Xiao Ping's hands.

At this moment, another person rushed out of the brothel.