This assassin has a problem with swords but has not yet been in the world. Chapter 48: Purple Eclipse celestial phenomena He Ping certainly has no choice but to GET so many jokes. After all, what is Shanghai Volkswagen? What is the BMW Brilliance? What are these strange things? He Ping doesn't know now, and there is no need to know in the future.

As long as she knows that this is Fang Bie's nonsense and nonsense, it's enough.

"Is it a name?" He Ping turned her head and thought: "Is it okay to have no name?"

He Ping is not very thinking about her name.

"How about Ziqi Tianluo?" Fang Bie tried to use other people's names to draw his own secrets without hesitation.

After looking at Fang Bing, he thought of a good name almost instantly. He Ping was a little surprised: "Is it so easy to name a name?"

"It's not easy, actually." Fang Bie shook his head and said.

"However, there is a name that suits you."

"What's the name?" He Ping asked.

Fang Bie smiled and said softly: "Purple Eccentric Astronomy."

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The new internal power is called Ziji Tiantian. Of course, this name was not easily thought of, or it could be like Ziqi Tianluo to pick up people's teeth and wisdom.

As Fang Bing introduced before, the Ziji Tianxiang is composed of two blue techniques: Zixia Divine Art and Ziqi Donglai. Because its main purpose is to provide He Ping with subsequent techniques, Fang Bing also made some improvements to Mingyu Art, so it can make its switching more smoothly.

The so-called smoothness means that Sister Ping can directly transition from Mingyu to Ziji Tianxian as seamlessly as possible.

Fang Bing and He Ping kept discussing and talking late at night. Fang Bing told He Ping in detail about the pros and cons of the Ziji celestial phenomena, as well as the troubles and experiences he encountered in the improvement. After confirming that there were no omissions, Fang Bing chose to say goodbye and leave. At this time, He Ping called Fang Bing.

"Is there anything else?" Fang Bei turned around and said with a smile.

"Some." He Ping looked at Fang Bie.

“Is this the last time?”

"Maybe it's the first time." Fang Bie looked at He Ping and said, "This is my first time. I can really help Sister Ping through what I have learned in my life."

“So.”

Fang Bie smiled slightly and looked at He Ping quietly: "Don't say anything more that I don't matter."

“To me, it’s really important.”

"So I hope you can be with me for a longer time, rather than saying that if you are useless, you will be replaced by voluntarily."

"I wouldn't allow such a thing to happen."

He Ping listened quietly to Fang Bie's words, and finally lowered her head and sighed.

"OK."

The cold woman showed a helpless expression: "Now, probably, I finally feel that I have grown up."

"When I am not just curled up under Sister Ping's wings for protection, but can try to stand in front of Sister Ping to shelter you from the wind and rain." Fang Bi stood at the door and looked at the simple and elegant woman under the light: "Of course I have grown up."

"See you tomorrow."

As he said this, Fang Bie quietly closed the door, and then the footsteps gradually faded away.

He Ping looked at the closed door, shook her head helplessly, and then laughed out herself.

"Actually, if I wanted to repay the kindness I saved, I would have paid it back a long time ago."

"Even I didn't expect it."

"I actually received rewards for my unintentional actions."

"Actually, I always thought that a guy like me was probably destined to have a good end."

"I am actually happy to accept that unknown tragic ending. In all the endings, if I can be killed by my own hands, it is probably the ending I want."

"After all, killing people who are disgusted by themselves and strangers."

"Being willingly killed by someone I like is probably a reflection of my last value."

"But, since I've tried so hard to keep me alive."

"Then I will be reluctant to do it."

"Try to survive in this world."

He Ping smiled and then said softly to the person who was not here.

"Thanks."

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The next morning, today's breakfast was tofu soup.

Similar to Hu La Soup, tofu soup is also one of the special breakfasts in Henan, because most places in Henan are relatively dry and need to supplement more water in their diet. Foods such as soup soup and water are often more popular. Compared with the more expensive beef and mutton, tofu is undoubtedly cheaper and not necessarily more delicious, but it is not inferior in nutrition.

Compared with the broth made with beef and sheep bones, tofu soup is usually made of crucian carp. The soup is snow-white and like milk, which is considered qualified. Tofu is usually made of fresh and tender water tofu. After boiling on high heat, the tofu is then taken out for later use. The general process is to put fried golden old tofu in the bowl and jade-like water tofu. After passing it in the hot soup, add ginger juice, minced garlic, mustard, pepper, etc. into the bowl. If you like spicy food, you can add a little butter to make oil and chili peppers, sprinkle a little and sprinkle it with a little red.

Generally, authentic tofu soup does not contain salt, and snow-white salt grains are placed on the table so that diners can add them according to their preferences.

After the white tofu, fried tofu, vermicelli, scallion slices, or you can add some fried croquettes, put them in the bowl, prepare the hot soup, and a bowl of tofu soup will be declared successful.

However, today's chef is Xue Ling.

I can only say that Xue Ling is now an excellent cook. Her six-year life in the cook has made her very adaptable to this role.

Just add a thin rolled dead-dough pancake, the fried two sides are golden and fragrant, then cut into thin strips, soak them in a bowl as appropriate, wait until the pancake is soaked in the broth, and eat them with tender tofu fried tofu and fine vermicelli. The rich and layered ingredients will make people linger.

In short, everyone was very happy to eat. After all, after the matter of thieves on the roadside was resolved, it can be said that there was nothing to do for the time being.

While a group of people were drinking tofu soup around the table, they saw a white dove swaying down under the clear sky, and then stood in front of He Ping, wearing a green dress.

Shang Jiuge suddenly felt energetic: "Pige!"

The girl ate it once last time and was always obsessed with its deliciousness. Even though due to the limited conditions, the pigeon just plucked its hair and grilled it, and there was also a lack of seasonings. However, because of the plump feeding and regular exercise, it was delicious.

If it is made into stewed pigeon soup, it will definitely taste better.

"This cannot be eaten." Fang Bi said as he looked at Shang Jiuge.

Then the boy sighed: "So, what should come will always come."

He Ping nodded, stretched out a finger, and the dove flew on He Ping's finger.

The eyes are as red as blood.
Chapter completed!