There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 321 I'm afraid I can't run fast enough

Generally speaking, it is a curse word to say that you have a predestined relationship with Buddha.

After all, if you have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, you need to give alms, you have to be shaved, and you have to donate something.

But Xue Ling's predestined relationship with the Buddha means that one day he will meet the Buddha again, inherit the mantle, and inherit martial arts.

This is a bit emotional.

Xue Ling, who was at the center of the narration, looked at Lu Yuan, and continued to add: "This is the story of me, the eminent monk Kong Wu, and the Vajra Immortal Kung Fu."

"Before I didn't tell Mr. Zou, please forgive me for my selfishness."

At this time, how could Lu Yuan say that he didn't understand or forgive him?

This is the indestructible magic of King Kong, right?

Guaranteed to become a second rank, and have the opportunity to become a master of the first rank.

Zhao Jing, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but said with emotion: "There is a saying in Buddhism that every peck and drink is a definite number."

"Ms. Xue was taught by the eminent monk Kongwu when she was young. Now that the eminent monk Kongwu is about to die, she can preach for the eminent monk Kongwu. It must be a good story."

With Zhao Jing smoothing things over, the atmosphere became much more harmonious.

Just now Xue Ling really made a great contribution. If it weren't for Xue Ling, the matter really didn't know how it would end.

Lu Yuan could only nod to Xue Ling: "It's human nature, human nature. After all, such a private matter has nothing to do with the overall situation. Of course I understand your selfishness, but it's good to say it now."

"And, you should know the purpose of my coming to Los Angeles this time, right?"

Lu Yuan asked back.

Xue Ling looked at Lu Yuan: "But about the Los Angeles hive?"

"Yes, there was a change in the beehive in Los Angeles, Master Zhou's memorial went up to the heavens to listen, the Holy One was furious, and specially sent me to deal with matters in Los Angeles."

"After coming to Los Angeles, I found that things are far more complicated than I imagined."

"In desperation, I may need your help next."

"Just like what Mr. Zhao Da said before, you are just an idle player I accidentally ordered, but now you have become the life and death of the winner."

"Me?" Xue Ling pretended to be surprised, but he let out a long sigh of relief.

Sure enough—everything was as Fang Bie expected.

……

……

The moonlight is like water, and the night is like water.

It's just water of different colors sliding down from endless heights.

At the end of the water slide, He Ping and Fang Bie sat on the roof, like two guardian beasts on the roof.

"I'm still a little curious about why you chose to keep Xue Ling in the first place." He Ping said quietly.

"I seem to have explained it already." Fang Bie said with a smile.

"Yes." He Ping nodded: "But is there any new explanation?"

Saying this, He Ping turned her head to look at Fang Bie's profile.

The young man's face was clean and calm, Gujing Wubo: "For example, do you like her a little bit?"

Fang Bie shook his head firmly: "No."

"Do you know that you will not be able to marry a wife like this?" He Ping looked at Fang Bie and said sarcastically, "How do you say that?"

"You told me, what's the matter?"

Fang Bie quietly covered her forehead. When Ning Xia said this, Fang Bie could confidently reply, "It's none of your business if I don't get a wife."

But facing He Ping, you can't say that.

After all, here in Ningxia, don't say that I don't plan to marry you, so it's none of your business.

But for He Ping, the relationship between He Ping and Fang Bie is the relationship between being a teacher, a mother and a sister.

Let me just ask—that mother doesn't care about her son's marriage?

So He Ping has legitimate reasons for caring.

Especially as Fang Bie grew bigger and better, but also became less and less interested in girls, He Ping was frankly panicked.

In fact, He Ping sometimes wants to ask a question, but dare not ask, you don't like it, you don't like it, look how good Shang Jiuge is, how good Ningxia is, even Xue Ling is not bad, childhood sweetheart, Look at how Huo Ying is doing.

Obviously there are so many girls around me, I don’t even have the interest in flirting every day, I only know how to practice and practice all day long, you are almost surpassing me and still practicing.

So, the one you like shouldn't be my type, right?

He Ping never dared to ask this question, because she didn't know how Fang Bie would answer.

What if the other party doesn't really like it, what will He Ping do?

Don't kill Fang and bury him?

This is still unavoidable.

But as far as He Ping herself is concerned, Fang Bie is her younger brother and her own son, so the emotional aspect is absolutely not considered. The relationship between lips and teeth that has been together day and night for ten years surpasses everything in this world.

"Which boy does not fall in love, and which girl does not cherish spring." Fang Bie looked at He Ping and said, "Well, Goethe said it, not me."

He Ping tacitly didn't ask who Goethe was.

Because Fang Bie wouldn't say anything even if he asked.

"So you're not a boy?" He Ping asked lightly.

"Probably." Fang Bie replied.

"What do you mean?" He Ping was unhappy.

Isn't your own Fang not good?Which stunning female hero in the Jianghu is not worthy of it?

What does it mean to be a boy?

"It's barely counted, but it doesn't really mean it." Fang Bie replied.

Because, in terms of psychological age, Fang Bie is indeed no longer a boy.

Just like what Huo Ying said back then, Fang Bie was the smartest child she had ever seen in the world.

She is the second smartest in the world.

Because the Fang Bie whom Huo Ying saw back then was more mature, more stable, more thoughtful, and more steady like an old dog than her.

Obviously Huo Ying herself is that extremely precocious type.

Because before transmigrating into the body of this seven-year-old child, Fang Bie had already had 22 years of life experience.

So much so that after coming to this world, he actually knew nothing about this young child, so he even used his own name as his name.

Farewell.

His own death was a sudden accident. He was in danger of dying again just after he encountered this world. Like a baby bird that just broke its shell, he instinctively believed in the first human being he saw.

And Sister Ping is the human being who saved him.

He begged hard to let Sister Ping take him in as a burden.

In the next ten years, the only thing Fang Bie did was to make himself less cumbersome.

Become able to help He Ping.

Become in control of your own destiny.

It became possible for me and Sister Ping to live more easily.

This is the ultimate criterion for his conduct.

Surviving itself is very difficult, so this life cannot be easily thrown away.

Especially since he still owed this life to Sister Ping.

He couldn't imagine how sad Sister Ping would be if he really died.

He also dare not imagine the scene of He Ping dying in front of his eyes.

But sister Ping is too strong, too strong, so strong that he has been suffocating for a long time.

So Fang Bie could only keep chasing after He Ping, and kept chasing.

He was afraid that he might not run fast enough.

I was afraid that sister Ping would collapse in front of me before I ran to the end.

I ran because I was afraid.

"Compared to liking people." Fang Bie smiled under the moonlight.

"I'd rather be alive."

"Live with you, Sister Ping."

"If you can, help others."

(End of this chapter)