There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 428 I also hope to be with you forever (third)

This time it's a little different.

He Ping said so.

Fang Bie's expression remained unchanged.

Summer nights are actually cool and sunny.

He Ping's wine is also above the average level, probably collecting wine is also the biggest hobby of this former Jade Bee Assassin.

"What's the difference?" Fang Bie asked.

In fact, he knew what was different.

But since He Ping said it was different, then we have to ask why.

"Because there are a lot of people." He Ping said flatly.

There are a lot of people, on the one hand, there are a lot of people in Xiaohun Inn in Fangbie.

It has been analyzed before, and now there are nine people in Xiaohun Inn, five of them are on the top of the Jianghu list, they are not on the list but they are better than the one on the list, two strong candidates for the second list, they can break into the first list at any time, and A super doctor.

These nine people huffed and came to Bianliang in mighty force, so rounding up, the six sects besieged Guangmingding.

At least there is Huashan School, Shaolin School, and even Demon Sect.

But there will be no shortage of hive people.

After all, when playing chess, it is only fun when you have an equal opponent.

Simply crushing or simply being crushed is quite meaningless.

No - there's still pleasure in crushing people.

But if you get run over by someone else, that momentary frustration might make you want to uninstall the game straight away.

"There are too many people to fight in groups." Fang Bie said lightly.

Because Sister Ping suddenly had such a pessimistic mood, Fang Bie was really unhappy.

Although Xie Yuan's death is probably something that the two of them will never forget.

But that kind of thinking that if one day I am useless and I will become your hindrance, then you have the courage to throw me down and discard it.

Don't make me sick just thinking about it.

Then there is anger.

All the anger in this world comes from our own powerlessness.

"That's right, there are so many people, it's not about fighting in groups." He Ping finally showed a smile.

"But it will be troublesome if there are too many people."

"We met the queen bee in Bianliang, and then saw those golden bees. I believe that Qin will definitely not come to see sister Ping. After seeing everyone, he will go down the Grand Canal and go straight to the south of the Yangtze River." Fang Bie He opened his mouth and said, "This happens to be the route that Emperor Yang used to go down to the south of the Yangtze River. How wonderful it complements each other."

"Besides, I just met with Lu Yuan. Ning Huan's head and the current layout of the Los Angeles hive have been exchanged for Ziqi Donglai's cheat book and 5000 taels of silver."

"We're leaving anyway, and it's appropriate to pack and sell the things that can't be moved."

Don't look at He Ping, talking in such a rambling manner.

"So, don't think about those unhappy things, okay?" Fang Bie stretched out a hand to He Ping.

He Ping looked sideways at Fang Bie without moving.

"Give me your hand." Fang Bie looked at He Ping and said quietly.

He Ping handed Fang Bie her hand.

Don't reach out and grab it.

Although He Ping often complains that she is old.

In fact, it may be that the martial arts practice itself has good looks, or He Ping has a pure mind. In short, He Ping, who is 29 years old, looks like she is in her early twenties.

The same goes for He Ping's own hands.

This is a pair of hands holding a sword to kill.

Sometimes I pinch chopsticks.

Take a wine glass sometimes.

Sometimes I also hold notes.

But now this hand was held by Fang Bie, with clear joints, cold and delicate.

It's like a white snake that has shed its skin, icy and cool, white and smooth.

"Do you remember, Sister Ping?" Fang Bie looked into He Ping's eyes.

In fact, He Ping's eyes are a bit like Shang Jiuge's.

In other words, people who practice swords all have black and white eyes, but He Ping's eyes are not as big as Shang Jiuge's, and they look more deserted and ethereal.

"Remember what?" He Ping felt a little shy when Fang Bie held her in his hand.

In fact, we've known each other for so long, and it's just holding hands, so there shouldn't be any shy emotions in the first place.

But this time Fang don't hold He Ping's hand very tightly, and the boy's hand is very hot.

It was even hot.

"It was by the river." Fang Bie looked at He Ping and said, "You gave me money so that I could find my own way to live."

"I said I had nowhere to go, nowhere to go."

"That's how you held my hand."

"I still remember the temperature of the copper coins in my hand at that time."

"It's that cold."

"However, I've never been held in such a warm hand as that day again."

"So, don't say things like that."

"Never, ever, ever say something like that."

The tips of He Ping's ears felt a little hot. Fortunately, it was dark enough that even Fang Bie didn't notice it.

how to say?

Originally, He Ping was mentally prepared to tell Fang not to say these words.

Because she firmly believes that one day in the future, she will definitely bring obstacles to Fang Bie and become his burden, so everyone said yes openly and honestly.

If there is such a day, He Ping does not want to be another burden on Fang, and hopes that Fang can make up his mind.

He Ping thought about this matter very seriously.

But it never occurred to him that Fang Bie skillfully counterattacked him in the end.

"Hey." Fang Bie looked at He Ping and continued, "Actually, for a long time, I was the one who was afraid of being abandoned."

"I have been running as hard as I can, just not to be left in place."

"I ran as fast as I could because I had nowhere to go."

"I used to look up at Sister Ping's back, and now I can finally see this back clearly."

"If one day."

"I really have a day when I surpass Sister Ping."

"I also hope that holding Sister Ping's hand like this, I can take you with me."

"After all." Fang Bie looked at He Ping, and continued to exert light force on his hand.

"Sister Ping is useless."

"It won't be as useless as I was back then."

The boy turned his head and finally smiled.

"And me."

"I also hope that."

"To be with Sister Ping forever."

……

……

Because she was about to leave, Xue Ling didn't sleep well tonight.

I'm going to Jiangnan next time. In fact, thinking about it, I probably don't feel very happy?

Although Xue Ling has never been to the south of the Yangtze River, she grew up in Yanjing. She is used to living a life of rich clothes and good food, and she has seen a lot of Yanjing's prosperity.

In fact, I don't have too many expectations for Jiangnan.

But if it is said that a group of people can go to Jiangnan to have a look and have fun.

This seems to be very interesting.

Xue Ling thought about it seriously.

Then he fell asleep in a daze.

Until the eastern sky is white.

There is also a slight light on the window paper in the ear room.

At this time, Xue Ling heard a quiet knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Xue Ling asked in a daze.

It should be pretty early by now.

"Me." Fang Bie said like this outside the door.

"What's the matter?" Xue Ling asked.

"Yes." Fang Bie said lightly, "Is it convenient to come in?"

Xue Ling pursed her lips and said hello.

Fang Bie pushed the door open, saw Xue Ling still on the bed, and couldn't help sighing: "Is it really convenient?"

Xue Ling nodded: "Yes."

"good."

(End of this chapter)