This time it's a little different.

He Ping said.

Fang Bei's expression remained the same.

Summer nights are actually very cool and the weather is very clear.

He Ping's wine also has a level above the average line, and probably collecting wine is also the biggest hobby of this former Jade Bee assassin.

"What's the difference?" Don't ask.

In fact, he knows what is different.

But since He Ping said differently, then we have to ask why.

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

There are a lot of people, on the one hand, there are a lot of people in the Xiao Soul Inn here in Fangbei.

It has been analyzed before, and now there are nine people in the Xiao Soul Inn, five on the top five of the Jianghu List, one who is not on the list but is better than the list, two strong candidates for the B list, and they can break into the A list at any time, and there is also a super doctor.

These nine people came to Bianliang in a hurry, so rounding up is that the six major sects are besieging Guangmingding.

At least the Huashan faction has it, the Shaolin faction has it, and even the demon sect is not absent.

But there will be no fewer hives either.

After all, when you play chess, it's fun to have an opponent of equal strength.

It's not interesting to simply crush or simply be crushed.

No—it's still a pleasure to crush someone.

But if you're crushed by someone else, that moment of frustration might make you want to uninstall the game outright.

"It's not a group fight if there are a lot of people." Fang Bei said lightly.

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

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

But the idea that if one day I'm useless and I'm going to be an obstacle to you, then you're brave enough to throw me down and throw me away.

Fang Bei felt sick just thinking about it.

And then there's anger.

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

"Yes, it's not like a group fight if there are a lot of people." He Ping finally showed a smile.

"But too many people make it troublesome."

"We saw the queen bee in Bianliang, and then we saw those golden bees, I believe that Qin will definitely not come to see Sister Ping, after seeing everyone, it will be down the Grand Canal into Jiangnan." Fang Bei opened his mouth and said: "This happens to be the route of Emperor Yang going down to the south of the Yangtze River back then, how good it is, 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 the secret book of Purple Qi from the East and five thousand taels of silver."

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

Fang Bei looked at He Ping, and said like this.

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

He Ping looked sideways at Fang Bie and didn't move.

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

He Ping handed his hand to Fang Bei.

Don't reach out and grab it.

Although He Ping often complains to herself, she says that she is old.

In fact, it may be that practicing martial arts itself is beautiful, or maybe He Ping's own mind is pure, in short, the twenty-nine-year-old He Ping looks like he is probably in his early twenties.

He Ping's own hands are like this.

This is a pair of hands that hold a sword and kill.

Sometimes I also pinch chopsticks.

Sometimes take a wine glass.

Sometimes, I also hold a notebook.

And now this hand is held in Fang Bei's hand, the bones are distinct, cold and delicate.

It's like a white snake that has shed its skin, cold and cold, snow-white and smooth.

"Do you remember? Sister Ping? Don't look at He Ping's eyes.

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

In other words, people who practice swords 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 cold and ethereal.

"What do you remember?" He Ping was held in Fang Bei's hand, and he was actually a little shy for a while.

In fact, I've known each other for so long, and I'm just holding hands, so I shouldn't have any shy emotions.

But this time, Fang Bei held He Ping's hand very tightly, and the young man's hand was very hot.

It's so hot that it's even a little hot. 29GG

"It was by the river." Fang Bei looked at He Ping and said, "Originally, you gave me money to let me find a way to live by myself." ”

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

"You just took my hand."

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

"It's cold."

"However, I have never been held by a hand as warm as that day."

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

"Never, ever, never say such things."

The tips of He Ping's ears were a little subtly hot, but fortunately, it was dark enough, even Fang Bei didn't notice it.

How so?

Originally, He Ping was mentally prepared to say these words to Fang Bei.

Because she firmly believes that one day in the future, she will definitely bring obstacles to Fang Bei and become a burden to him, so everyone will say yes openly and honestly.

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

He Ping thought about this matter very seriously.

But I never expected that in the end, I was skillfully given a counterattack strategy by Fang Bei.

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

"I've been running as hard as I can, just to not be left behind."

"Because there is nowhere to go, so I run as hard as I can."

"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 the day to surpass Sister Ping."

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

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

"Sister Ping is useless anymore."

"It's not going to be more useless than I was at the beginning."

The boy tilted his head and finally smiled.

"What about me."

"I want to, too."

"I'll always be with Sister Ping."

……

……

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

I'm going to Jiangnan next, but in fact, I don't think about it, I probably don't feel very happy?

Although Xue Ling has never been to Jiangnan, she grew up in Yanjing since she was a child, and she is used to living a life of fine clothes and food, and she has seen more of the prosperity of Yanjing.

In fact, there are not too many expectations for Jiangnan.

But if you can talk about it, a group of people can go to Jiangnan to have a look and have a good time.

That's a lot of fun.

Xue Ling thought seriously.

Then I fell asleep in a groggy state.

Until the eastern horizon is white.

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

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

"Who?" Xue Ling spoke in a daze.

It should be very early now.

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

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

"Yes." Fang Bei said lightly: "Is it convenient to come in?" ”

Xue Ling pursed her lips and said hello.

Fang Bei pushed the door in, saw Xue Ling who was still on the bed, and couldn't help sighing: "Is it really convenient?" ”

Xue Ling nodded: "Hmm." ”

"Okay."