The setting sun is only as close as dusk.

Dusk falls in Luo City, and the sky becomes dim.

Because of what happened at noon, Xiaohun Inn was forced to close its doors, and Xue Ling also took a holiday.

She was peeling garlic in the yard, and the white garlic skins were scattered on the ground like snowflakes. When she raised her head, Fang Bu was walking out of He Ping's room.

"How's it going?" Xue Ling asked quietly.

"It's not convenient to talk here." Fang Bie said quietly.

Xue Ling picked up the basket and found half of the unpeeled garlic in it: "Where can I get it easily?"

The setting sun fell on Xue Ling, casting a long shadow on the girl.

"Well." Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling: "I think it's better not to meddle in other people's business."

Xue Ling bit her lip gently: "I want to know."

"Okay." Fang Bie sighed and opened the kitchen door: "Then come in."

Enter the kitchen, open the cellar partition, and then enter the small underground studio.

"What's going on?" Xue Ling asked at this time.

There is a faint candlelight here.

"Sit down." Fang Bie pulled Xue Ling down, and at the same time placed the garlic basket between the two of them. While peeling the garlic, he said, "What do you want to know?"

"Why did Shang Jiuge start a fight with Hei Wu?" Xue Ling asked: "Hei Wu has been living here for more than half a month, and it has always been quiet."

"First, because Hei Wu's injury is almost healed." Fang Bian peeled the garlic, and there were white and tender garlic cloves under the garlic coat.

I plan to eat garlic sauce noodles tonight, so I need to peel the garlic and pound it into the sauce.

"Second, because she is Shang Jiuge."

Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie: "Why should she be treated like this because she is Shang Jiuge?"

"Strength makes it easy to break, but kindness hurts the body." Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling and said quietly: "How is Shang Jiuge's swordsmanship?"

"Very high, incredibly high." Xue Ling nodded and said.

"But her martial arts skills are not so high that she is invincible." Fang Bie continued: "Hive's ranking of her at the 100th position on the Jianghu list is actually a very fair ranking, but it also ranks Shang Jiu.

A ranking of songs roasted on the fire."

"Do you remember what I once told you?"

"What words?" Xue Ling asked back.

Don't say many words to him.

So I don’t know which sentence it is.

"Those words about the protagonist." Fang Bie said quietly.

Xue Ling remembered it, because it was something I had just mentioned not long ago.

"In this arena, everyone will think that they will be the unique protagonist."

"The protagonist will never die."

"Those who died are all false protagonists."

"But the world is so big, how many protagonists are there?"

Xue Ling nodded: "I remembered."

"It's good to think about it." Fang Bie smiled: "Look, what Shang Jiuge got is the protagonist template, but it is very difficult for her to continue."

"Many people in this world want her to die because she is too young, too strong, and has a resolute personality."

"Famous families in the Jianghu and Bai Dao circles are of the same spirit, but not many are willing to watch Huashan become famous and grow rapidly because of Shang Jiuge. Even if they don't say it openly, there are still a lot of little tricks behind the scenes."

"As for those evil sects, they hate people like Shang Jiuge even more, because Shang Jiuge can only use a sword to reason."

"If you are one of these Jianghu people." Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling: "Do you want Shang Jiuge to grow up and become a truly invincible swordsman and swordsman in the world, or do you want to see her die young in this Jianghu."

Xue Ling said nothing because the answer was obvious.

"The rivers and lakes are so big. Some people feel that the rivers and lakes are big, but in fact the rivers and lakes are very small." Fang Bie said quietly: "Many people think that the rivers and lakes have hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are many masters. But the real masters, except for the top 100 on the rivers and lakes list,

There really isn’t much left outside of that.”

"Shang Jiuge entered the world and became one of the hundred. It is not a good thing for her."

"There will only be more people who want her dead."

"This is the difference between Jianghu and other places."

"There are probably only fifty or sixty people in this world who can beat Shang Jiuge, and Hei Wu is right among these fifty or sixty."

"If there are fifty or sixty people in this world who can kill you, then you can round up and think that you might die even if you go out to buy a bottle of soy sauce."

When Xue Ling heard this, she finally couldn't help complaining: "This is all about you, okay."

Yes, only Fang Bie is the kind of person who feels like the sky is about to fall when only fifty or sixty people in the world can kill him.

"Absolutely." Fang Bie smiled: "In short, it is easy to die in the arena, especially for someone as sharp as Shang Jiuge."

"Besides, asking Shang Jiuge to hide her edge is harder than asking a crab to peel its shell."

"Peel off the crab's shell?" Fang Bie often said something that Xue Ling couldn't understand, but Xue Ling felt that she understood it, but at the same time she didn't.

"Crabs are peeling my shell, notebooks are writing about me, countless me fall on the maple leaves and snowflakes, and you are thinking of me." Fang Bie said quietly as if reading a poem.

Xue Ling fell silent.

"Can't understand."

"A crab can't peel my shell, a notebook can't write about me, and I won't fall on the maple leaves as snowflakes." Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling and said, "So, you won't miss me either."

"Just like Shang Jiuge cannot give up her character."

"We can turn relief into Dragon Boat Festival."

"But it can't make Shang Jiuge become someone else."

"Either she lives and becomes number one in the world, or she dies." Fang Bie said.

"Does Shang Jiuge know?" Xue Ling asked.

"She doesn't know." Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling and said, "She is just a fool, but she understands because she has a clear mind."

"Then why did she come down the mountain?" Xue Ling asked: "Why didn't she come down after practicing on the mountain until she was the best in the world?"

"Because she wants to go down the mountain." Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling: "Being the best in the world is not a condition for going down the mountain."

"The only condition for going down the mountain is to want to go down the mountain."

"She had lived on the mountain for seventeen years and never thought about going down. But suddenly one day, she wanted to go down, so she came down."

"Otherwise, she might live in the mountains for another ten or twenty years."

"But it only takes a moment to think about going down the mountain."

The garlic in Xue Ling's hand stopped.

"I remembered something again, and it was also said by you." Xue Ling said quietly.

Fang Bie smiled: "Then I forgot what those words were."

"Her sword is the straightest and fastest in the world. There are too few troubles that she cannot cut away."

She also has too few people.”

"Then, I'll ask you at that time." Xue Ling's face was calm: "Then can you?"

"Your answer is."

"I have no idea."

"But why should I help her?"
Chapter completed!