I, the ghost hunter, chase my wife thousands of miles away! [Rebirth]

Those days were the happiest times in Ping Ge's life.Every time he recalled it, he felt that even the air had a fresh and light fragrance.For the first time, he tasted the peace of mind nestled in a warm chest, carefree and carefree.

However, the good times didn't last long, and the peace of mind didn't last long.

That day, Pingge received a pot of day lilies, the color of which was dark green.

"Where did this thing come from!" Ping Ge's pupils shrank, subconsciously took a step back, and asked A Duan.

Hemerocallis is Ling Xiao's token of contact with him. When this thing appears, it means that Ling Xiao is calling him.

A Duan hugged the pot of grass and shook his head blankly: "I don't even know, I put it in front of the door early in the morning."

Ping Ge's whole body was tense, and he was digging the door frame tightly with his fingers, as if his nails were getting embedded. "Take it and throw it away!"

"Yes!" Seeing that his expression was different, Ah Duan hurriedly retreated holding the flower pot.

Ping Ge sat on the threshold in a daze, holding on to the door in despair - he knew that he couldn't hide.No matter how far the daylilies were thrown, he couldn't avoid Ling Xiao.

This is the fate of a killer.

A few days later, Chu You went out on urgent matters, and Ping Ge finally had time.

"You Lang, if I am still alive when you return, I will be by your side for the rest of my life."

At that time, Chu You just patted his head, pretending to be angry and scolded him for talking nonsense.

But Ping Ge had a plan in his heart. The killer betrayed his mission, and he was doomed to escape death. There must be an explanation for what will happen to this fate.

In Xinghualou, the fragrance in the incense burner emanates faintly from the hollowed-out furnace cover.A man in Tsing Yi knelt on the ground with his hands hanging down his sides.In front of him, another luxurious man stood with his hands behind his back.It's just the convulsive hand attached to the window, revealing the anger surging inside him.

Ling Xiao suddenly turned around, slapped Ping Ge's face aside, and a few red fingerprints flew onto that white cheek in an instant.

Ling Xiao was so angry that he bent down and pinched his chin and twisted it, forcing him to look up, gnashing his teeth and saying: "Say what you just said again!"

Ping Ge opened his eyes to look at him without any fear: "Ping Ge doesn't want to kill Chu You."

After a pause, he added, "Pingge and him have already tied the knot."

Concentric knot, tie concentric.

He Pingge, no matter how humble his status is and falls into the dust, he will not kill the person he loves.

The air was silent for a long time, as if frozen, and every breath was chilly.After a long while, the silent air was interrupted by a roar.

"Good...very good!" Ling Xiao clamped his chin with more force, "You have been with me for so many years, and you keep saying that you want to repay me. Is this your repayment?"

Pingge's face turned cold, and then he reached out to loosen the restraint on his chin.This was the first time he pushed Ling Xiao away.Ping Ge didn't like his jaw being imprisoned, and it was Chu You who told him, don't hold back what you don't like.

He said:

"As early as when you sent someone to kill me on the flower platform, all the grievances between us have been wiped out. I helped you kill so many people, I will repay your favor, and I will repay your favor. From then on, we owe nothing to each other.”

A look of embarrassment flashed across Ling Xiao's face, but it was only for a moment, "You are just a knife in my hand, what right do you have to criticize me?"

What Chu You said to him flashed in Ping Ge's mind, his expression softened a bit, and he said, "I am a person, not a knife. I came today to tell you that I will not assassinate Chu You. In the future, I won't obey you either."

He is not as humble as before, afraid of saying a wrong sentence.After all, someone has already pulled him out of the abyss, taught him love, and taught him how to love himself.

Ling Xiao was so angry that his hands were shaking. He originally thought that after Ping Ge killed Chu You, he would give him back his freedom, and he could... Forget it, these plans now are all wishful thinking!

It took a long time for Ling Xiao to digest Ping Ge's words thoroughly, and asked word by word: "Do you know what the words just now mean? You dare to say these things to me. What price will you pay?"

Ping Ge looked at him directly, his eyes were cold but resolute, "Ping Ge knows."

Ling Xiao clenched his hands into fists and stared at him, as if he wanted to pluck a piece of flesh from his face, "So, do you choose the knife or the medicine?"

According to Ling Xiao's rules, whoever betrays will surely die.There are two ways to die, one is to slay himself with a knife, and the other is to swallow poison.

Ling Xiao was kind to Ping Ge, and Ping Ge had sacrificed his life for ten years, and the life debts he owed were countless.Now that I have recited his orders and resolutely embarked on the path of resoluteness, I have to follow the rules.

Pingge didn't think about it for too long, two traces of relieved smiles appeared on his lips, and a word protruded from between his thin lips:

"medicine."

He has held the knife for ten years, and he is tired.When the time comes, it should be changed to another one.

The poison bottle is small and slender, made of high-quality white jade, with a red cork on the top.

Ping Ge's eyes at that time were very flat, lifeless eyes.It's exactly the same as the look in his eyes in the corner when he is captured by Shao Yubai now.

Shao Mubai couldn't figure it out, but Ping Ge had never been betrayed.Instead, he, as a killer, chose to betray his mission and refused to do anything to Chu You.

But before Ping Ge confessed absolutely truely that the first person he killed by practicing magic was Chu You, not Ling Xiao.Therefore, Shao Mabai guessed that Pingge would not die here.

Sure enough, when Ping Ge opened the cork and was about to swallow the poison.Ling Xiao knocked over the medicine bottle at the last moment, and the violent poison left a black mark on the ground.

Ping Ge was in a daze, and looked at him in astonishment, "Master?"

Ling Xiao suddenly turned around, turned his back to him, and let out a roar like a wounded army: "Get out!"

He stared at the sallow window paper, his eyes were about to burst out of their sockets.The whole body was trembling, every inch of skin was tense, as stiff as cold iron.

Ping Ge's mind was confused at the moment, Ling Xiao was cruel, he kept it from himself, and sent someone to take off his clothes in full view, without batting an eyelid.But now, at the moment of life and death, Ling Xiao couldn't bear it anymore, and with a wave of his sleeve, he overturned the poisonous poison.

There were many emotions in his heart, and finally turned into a kowtow close to the ground, and his career as an assassin really came to an end.

Being driven away by him is really free, like a paper kite that has been unthreaded, it can fly to the ends of the world.

When he thought of this scene in the future, he always laughed at himself and sighed.The first person he fell in love with, trampled on his life and dignity for revenge.But the second person he fell in love with was extremely gentle to him.

Seemingly, gentle to the extreme.

Leaving the cold killer organization, he thought, if Zhiyuan's thread is broken, he will finally be able to stay with Chu You.

But I didn't expect that besides the string, there is also the wind that restrains the kite.

On the second day after Chu You went out, Ping Ge stumbled into an extremely hidden room that almost no one noticed.

There are many portraits hung inside, each of which is as long as a normal person. It is hung on the beam with a very long rope, hanging down, just enough to clearly see the appearance of the person in the painting.

He felt that the body of the person in the painting was familiar, so he approached step by step and looked at the person by the candlelight.

A Duan rushed to catch up, anxiously said: "Master, why are you here! Follow A Duan back quickly!"

Ping Ge didn't seem to hear his call, and stared at one of the scrolls in a daze, and slowly approached - the person in the painting, Zhilan Yushu, was extremely romantic, and his gestures and gestures were all unmatched by Pingge in his entire life.

Ping Ge stared blankly, his eyes fell on the matching words in the lower left corner.

"The love of this life...the legacy...Ping...Zhi?"

Pingzhi?

"Who is Pingzhi?" He stared at the dazzling words without moving his eyes.

In fact, the positioning of this article is very difficult, let’s talk about abuse, the main cp is so sweet, let’s say sweet, the sub cp is so cruel, so, I can’t say sweet and abuse.

It can only be said that everyone has had an unforgettable love in a limited life. This love makes him different, so that he does not become a muddle-headed person who lives a cookie-cutter life. They have not compromised with the world. , did not find a similar person at a similar time to make a living, and live a similar life.

Don't bow your head, stay proud and picky, that's what I want to convey