This time it's a little different.

He Ping said this.

Fang Bie's expression remained unchanged.

The summer nights are actually very cool and the weather is also very clear.

He Ping's wine is also above the average level, and it is probably the biggest hobby of this once Yufeng Assassin.

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

Actually, he knows what's different.

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

"Because there are many people." He Ping said lightly.

There are many people, on the one hand, there are many people in Xiaohun Inn at Fang Bie.

It has been analyzed before. Now Xiaohun Inn has nine staff members, five on the A-list of the Jianghu List. They are not on the list but are better than the one on the list. They are two powerful candidates on the B-list and can make it to the A-list at any time, and there is also a super doctor.

These nine people came to Bianliang in a mighty manner, and then rounded around would make six major sects besiege Guangmingding.

At least there is a Huashan Sect and a Shaolin Sect, and even the Demon Sect is not absent.

But there will be no fewer beehive people.

After all, it will be fun to play chess with equal opponents.

It’s not interesting to simply crush or simply crush.

It's still very pleasant to crush others if you don't.

But if you are crushed by others, the frustration in that moment may make you want to uninstall the game directly.

"There are too many people and it's not like a group fight." Fang Bie said lightly.

Because Sister Ping suddenly felt so pessimistic, Fang Bie was really unhappy.

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

But the idea of ​​if one day I am useless and I will become your obstacle, then you will bravely throw me away.

Fang Bie feels disgusted as long as he thinks about it.

Then there is anger.

All the anger in this world comes from one's own powerlessness.

"Yes, there are too many people and it's not like a group fight." He Ping finally smiled.

"But there will be a lot of people."

"We have seen the queen of bees in Bianliang, and then we see those golden bees again. I believe Qin will definitely not come to see Sister Ping. After seeing everyone, he will flow down the Grand Canal and go straight into the south of the Yangtze River." Fang Bie said, "This happened to be the route from Emperor Yang to the south of the Yangtze River back then. How great it is, it complements each other."

"Besides, I just met Lu Yuan. Ning Huan's head and the current layout of Luocheng Beehive were replaced by the secret book of Zi Qi Donglai and 5,000 taels of silver."

"Anyway, we are all leaving, so it's appropriate to sell what we can't move away."

Fang Bie looked at He Ping and said in such a nagging manner.

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

He Ping turned her head and looked at Fang Bie without moving.

"Give me your hand." Fang Bi said quietly at He Ping.

He Ping handed her hand to Fang Bie.

Don't reach out and grab it.

Although He Ping often complains that she is old.

In fact, it may be that practicing martial arts is a skill, or perhaps He Ping is pure in her mind. In short, He Ping, who is twenty-nine years old, looks about in her early twenties.

The same is true for He Ping's own hands.

These are a pair of hands holding a sword and killing people.

Sometimes I also pinch chopsticks.

Sometimes I take a wine glass.

Sometimes I also hold notes.

And now Fang Bie holds this hand in his hand, with clear joints and cold and delicate.

It's like a white snake with its skin removed, cold and snow-white and smooth.

"Do you still remember it? Sister Ping?" Fang Bi looked into He Ping's eyes.

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

Or in other words, those who practice swords all have a pair of black and white eyes, but He Ping's eyes are not as big as Shang Jiuge's, and they look even more deserted and ethereal.

"What do you remember?" He Ping was held in Fang Bie's hand, and she was actually a little shy for a moment.

In fact, I have known each other for so long and just hold hands, so I shouldn’t have had any shyness.

But this time Fang Bie held He Ping's hand tightly, and the boy's hand was very hot.

It's so hot that it's even hot.

"It was by the river at that time." Fang Bie looked at He Ping and said, "Originally you gave me money and let me find a way to survive by myself."

"I said I had no way to go, nowhere to go."

"You just held my hand."

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

“That’s cold.”

"But, I've never been held by a hand as warm as that day."

"So, don't say such things."

"Never say such things."

He Ping's ear tips were a little subtly hot, but fortunately it was dark enough that even Fang Bie didn't notice it.

How to say it?

Originally, He Ping was mentally prepared to say this to Fang Bie.

Because she firmly believed that one day in the future, she would definitely bring obstacles to Fang Bie and become a burden to him, so everyone made it openly and honestly.

If there really is one day, He Ping doesn't want to be a burden to others, and hopes that Fang Biao can make up his mind.

He Ping was thinking about this matter very seriously.

But I never expected that Fang Bie finally skillfully gave the counter-attack again.

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

"I've been running desperately just to avoid being left alone."

"Because there is nowhere to go, I run desperately."

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

“If one day.”

"I really have that day to surpass Sister Ping."

"I also hope to hold Sister Ping's hand like this and take you with me."

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

"Sister Ping is useless anymore."

"It's not useless than when I was in the past."

The boy turned his head and finally smiled.

"Where is me."

"I hope, too."

"I'll be with Sister Ping forever."

...

...

Because he was about to leave, Xue Ling did not sleep well tonight.

I’m going to Jiangnan next. Actually, I think about it, maybe I don’t feel very happy either?

Although Xue Ling had never been to Jiangnan, she grew up in Yanjing since she was a child and was used to living a life of luxury and wealth, and she also saw the prosperity of Yanjing a lot.

In fact, I don’t have much expectations for Jiangnan.

But if we could go to Jiangnan to watch and play with each other in a lively manner.
To be continued...