However, Monk Pingming snatched Ling Yun's token, then smiled provocatively at Ling Yun, and then drifted away.
Ling Yun was very angry when he saw that his token was taken away. Of course he also knew that the other party was deliberately trying to lure him out, but he still followed the other party's figure and chased him to the place where the other party wanted to lead him.
This is a wilderness, with bleak trees and withered grass; the cold wind in winter blows at the two people standing opposite each other in the wilderness.
Monk Pingming had already taken off the attire of a servant of the Minister of Punishment, revealing his true appearance.
Ling Yun looked him up and down and couldn't help but feel a little confused, "May I ask what you call me, senior?"
Monk Pingming put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk's name is Pingming."
"Pingming?..." Ling Yun repeated the name, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. His expression suddenly changed, "Are you... from the Tianxiao organization?"
Seeing Ling Yun's surprised look, Monk Pingming couldn't help but smile. If he didn't care, he said: "Ling Commander is very surprised, isn't it? In fact, to tell you the truth, I used to be a member of Tianxiao, but my ambition has always been towards Former gang leader Mr. Lian. Until Li Ruiyun bloodbathed Feiyun Villa a few months ago, and gang leader Lian unfortunately died tragically in the rebellion. I was deeply disgusted by Li Ruiyun’s brutal behavior, so I turned against him and completely broke up with him. I accidentally rescued Miss Lian’s aunt and nephew..."
When Ling Yun heard what Monk Pingming said, he couldn't help but be stunned; at that moment, he felt that his mind was in a trance, and he couldn't get over it for a long time.
After a long time, he calmed down and murmured: "Senior, are you saying that you saved Chun'er and the others? So, Chun'er... is not dead? Is this true?...Senior, please tell me quickly ,is this real?……"
His somewhat pale face was flushed with excitement and surprise, and he kept asking questions repeatedly. At this time, the corners of his eyes were slightly red; he raised his face, held back the tears that were about to fall from his eyes, and cast his anxious gaze on Monk Pingming.
Monk Pingming looked at Ling Yun who was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He felt a little clearer and relieved in his heart, and thought to himself: It seems that this kid is not completely heartless...
So he coughed slightly and replied: "Of course it is true. The poor monk came here this time under the entrustment of Miss Lian."
After the excitement and excitement, Ling Yun stabilized his somewhat out-of-control emotions and calmed down. At this time, he only felt mixed emotions, and unspeakable sadness and anguish came to his heart again...
He pondered for a moment and asked silently: "Is she... okay now?"
Ping Ming deliberately prolonged his voice with a bit of resentment and said: "No - okay - the infatuated woman is a heartless man. She is now trapped by love and heartbroken!"
Ling Yun had mixed feelings in her heart, and said with a sad expression on her face: "Why is she bothering?"
Ping Ming was so angry that he glared and said: "Hey! Brat, you actually said such irresponsible words. It's a waste of her infatuation with you. You are so heartless and unjust! Ling Yun, ask yourself, are you right to her?" ?"
Ling Yun was so confused that he couldn't say anything to refute the other party or prove himself; he just sighed and lowered his head silently.
Ping Ming glanced at Ling Yun coldly and said, "Why, do you feel regretful? Well, 'you can correct your mistakes if you know them, and there is no greater good'. Come with me!"
Ling Yun was stunned for a moment and said, "Let's go? Where?"
Ping Ming said: "Hey, why are you pretending to be confused? Of course you are going to see Miss Lian!"
Ling Yun stayed where he was for a moment.
Ping Ming said: "What's wrong?"
Ling Yun's eyes flashed with complicated and unexplainable emotions, and he lowered his head sadly and said, "I can't see her."
Ping Ming looked at him puzzled and said, "Why?"
Ling Yun didn't answer, his blurred eyes wandered to the side, and he whispered: "As long as I know that she is fine now, I feel relieved."
Ping Ming raised the corner of his mouth and said, "What's the use of knowing that she is good? Wouldn't it be better to meet her in person and relieve the pain of missing each other in each other's hearts?"
A faint mist rose in Ling Yun's eyes, and he felt a sense of sadness in his heart. He put his hands on his forehead and lowered his head feebly, "She and I are not on the same road to begin with, and it is impossible for us to have any results. Even if we meet, it will only increase each other's sadness and pain. Seeing each other and arguing is like not seeing each other." !”
Ping Ming couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and then said: "I don't understand, why can't you make it happen? Your destiny is in your own hands, and the legs are on you. You just need to follow me to see her, and then you two can be together forever. Together, aren’t we?”
Ling Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking: If only everything was as simple as your great monk said..."
He paused and said in a deep voice: "Of course I hope to be with her forever, but there are some things that I cannot control alone; and besides love and love, there are other things in my life: For example, Mr. Lu, the brothers from the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, my mother, and the career I value most - if I abandon them just for love, wouldn't I be too irresponsible..."
Ping Ming raised his eyebrows in anger and sneered coldly: "After talking for a long time, you still can't let go of your bullshit glory and wealth! Ling, I saw it right. You are making a living and fishing for fame with those dogs in the officialdom. There is no difference at all!”
Ling Yun couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness; he raised his head, looked at the dark sky above his head, and said softly: "It's hard to fly in due to heavy dew, and it's easy to sink when the wind is noisy; no one believes in nobleness, who can show your heart?"
Ping Ming said impatiently: "Stop being pretentious and pretentious with me! Ling Yun, I just want to ask you one thing now: Will you follow me or not?"
Ling Yun shook his head decisively and said: "I'm sorry to obey. Senior, please go back. When you see Chun'er, please tell her for me -"
Pingming pursed his lips tightly and sneered: "You brat, do you think you can get rid of me so easily? Let me tell you, now you have to go whether you want to go or not! So I advise you, It’s better not to give a toast or eat as a penalty, but to force me to take action personally, then you will be the only one who will be embarrassed!”
Ling Yun raised his sword eyebrows and said, "Senior, do you mean to use force?"
Pingming's nostrils turned outward and he said angrily: "That's right! Ling Yun, I know that you have been in the world of politics and official circles for many years, and you have some false reputations, but you also have some merits, but who can you compare with! If compared to me, you are still young. Point. If you are wise, just follow me obediently, otherwise - humph, don't blame me for being ruthless when the time comes!"
Ling Yun raised one corner of his mouth and sneered. Over the years since his debut, no matter what else, except for his martial arts attainments, he has never been defeated by anyone, and he has never been truly afraid of anyone - including Li Ruiyun, the leader of the Tianxiao organization.
At this point, he is still very conceited. Although he has a calm personality and is low-key and restrained, he is still young and energetic, and the pride in his bones cannot be concealed at any cost.
Monk Pingming, the former leader of the twenty-three disciples of the Tianxiao organization, although his martial arts skills are unpredictable, Ling Yun, who has never been defeated in a hundred battles, has not really taken him seriously.
Because the masters are competing against each other and are evenly matched, it is still unclear who will win.
Thinking of this, Ling Yun raised his stern face and said proudly: "Senior, why do you need to be alarmist? There are still many things in the lower house, and I have no time to engage in such a meaningless fight with senior. I won't accompany you!" Then he turned and left.
Pingming was immediately annoyed when he heard this. Ling Yun's words clearly meant that he didn't take him seriously, and even disdained to fight with him.
He was so angry that his chest swelled, and he shouted loudly: "You brat, I advise you not to be too arrogant! Ling Yun, for what you just said, I have to teach you a lesson! I want to Let you know what it means to be 'there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world'!"
As he said this, he performed the "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" style, flying forward and chopping his palms, straight towards Ling Yun's back heart.
Ling Yun felt that the evil wind was not good, and hurriedly used the "Colorful Phoenix Swirling Nest" move. He turned around and dodged the opponent's move with ease and grace. Then he raised his hand and drew his sword, fighting with Monk Pingming like a giant. Together.
After a few fights with Monk Pingming, Ling Yun realized that the opponent's martial arts were indeed unpredictable and much higher than he had imagined. So he gave up his previous attitude of underestimating the enemy and used all his strength to deal with it carefully.
Monk Pingming saw that Ling Yun's moves were exquisite, sharp and ever-changing, and there was a sword in the sword. When a sword was thrust out, there were thousands of mysteries. He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air in his heart, and thought to himself: No wonder this brat It turns out that he is so conceited.
As his mind wandered, there was an opening in his moves; he raised the tip of Lingyun's sword and performed the "Hundred-foot Waterfall" in a graceful manner. With one stroke, he actually cut off a large piece of Monk Pingming's broad sleeves!
The tip of the sword made a cut on his arm, causing a burst of pain. Monk Pingming couldn't help but take a few steps back, breaking into a cold sweat.
Ling Yun withdrew the fish-green sword, and while Monk Pingming slightly cupped his hands, he said: "Senior, I accept it!"
Ping Ming took another look at the free and uninhibited, proud and arrogant young man standing in front of him, and couldn't help but nodded with some heartfelt approval: "What a good boy, he is indeed a talented and beautiful man with extraordinary skills! No wonder you were so arrogant just now. In all these years, I have never met someone with such superb martial arts attainments at your age! It is a fate between you and me that we are lucky enough to meet you today!"
He paused for a moment, took out the guard command token from his pocket, raised it towards Ling Yun, and said loudly: "Ling Yun, if you can really defeat me this time, not only will I no longer force you to follow me, , and I will return this token to you in full!"
Ling Yun's handsome clear eyes flashed, and he smiled slightly and said, "Senior, do you really mean what you said?"
Ping Mingming raised his eyebrows and said: "The great monk always means what he says - Ling Yun, if you have the guts, come and do it!"
