He Ping's answer surprised Xue Ling.
But it makes sense.
"By the way." Fang Bie said from the side at this time, "As for the reward of this mission, I applied to give this soft sword to Lin Xue for self-defense."
I had heard Fang Bie mention this in the Mountain Temple before, but Xue Ling didn't pay much attention to it at that time, and it was very difficult to master a strange weapon like the Ruanjian, so Xue Ling In the end, Ling took it out as a token of killing Ning Huaiyuan and handed it to He Ping. Unexpectedly, Fang Bie mentioned it again in front of He Ping and gave the soft sword to him for use.
He Ping nodded: "Okay."
Xue Ling was in disbelief: "Is it really possible?"
This soft sword looks very valuable.
"The seizure of our assassin mission does not need to be handed over to the organization." He Ping said quietly: "After all, the stronger the enemy's strength and wealth, the more difficult it is for us to assassinate, and naturally we have to collect a higher harvest."
Looking at Xue Ling's expression, He Ping continued to say calmly: "Of course, if some property is not suitable for us to use, we can also donate it to the organization and obtain a certain amount of assassin points for use, or sell it on the black market and obtain a certain amount of money. Use silver taels."
"By the way, how much silver does Ning Huaiyuan have on him?" He Ping asked.
"A rough inventory." Xue Ling said honestly: "The broken silver and copper coins add up to about five taels. The silver notes are large and small, and the total is less than two hundred taels."
He Ping nodded. This net worth was definitely not all of Ning Huaiyuan's, but even so, it was no small matter.
Normally, a knight who travels around the world can only carry around fifty or sixty taels of silver to be considered a hero. Ning Huaiyuan must have other income and can be considered a fat sheep.
"Do you have anything else to report?" He Ping asked.
Xue Ling thought for a moment, then shook her head: "No more."
He Ping nodded: "Then you can go, I have something to discuss with Fang Bu alone."
Xue Ling glanced at Fang Bi, nodded, turned and walked out of the room, leaving only the assassin master and apprentice on the second floor.
It wasn't until Xue Ling's footsteps could no longer be heard that He Ping looked at Fang Bie: "What do you think of Lin Xue's performance?"
Fang Bie nodded: "As a bee wing, she is qualified both in terms of psychological quality and performance."
"But what?" He Ping asked.
"But I'm afraid she's not just a bee wing." Fang Bie smiled and said, "But I don't care what she is."
"As long as she doesn't do anything to harm us, I will treat it as if nothing happened."
He Ping sighed: "This doesn't look like you."
"Yes." Fang Bie nodded: "But to save people, we must save them to the end."
"If she wants to live, then there is a place in this world where she can live."
He Ping nodded, then looked at Fang Bie: "How is Ning Huaiyuan's Kung Fu?"
"The kung fu is very good. He has the strength of a third-grade master. He is enough to rank in the top twenty of the Huashan sect." Fang Bie said: "But his knowledge is very complicated, and many martial arts are not visible. I doubt that he has anything to do with the Western Region Demon Sect." It's relevant, if I kill him, I'm afraid the Demon Sect will come to investigate."
"Did you leave any clues?" He Ping asked with a frown.
"There shouldn't be any clues, but Ning Huaiyuan died in Luocheng. This cannot be hidden." Fang Bie said, "But I can't not complete this task just because he was involved in so many places. Anyway, I'll do my best. ”
The two faced each other in silence for a moment.
He Pingcai continued to ask: "How about Ning Huaiyuan's sword?"
"My swordsmanship is so sloppy and it doesn't help much with my sword, but I still tried my best to look at it twice to make sure I didn't miss anything." Fang Bie said.
He Ping nodded: "First mission, how do you feel?"
"It's easier than imagined." Fang Bie said.
"You are always too cautious." He Ping shook her head and said.
Fang Bie also shook his head: "You can't be too cautious. This is what you taught me, Sister Ping."
"and."
"I want to live."
"I don't want to die."
"So, in order to survive, I have to be better prepared to deal with every crisis anytime, anywhere."
He Ping looked at him: "After all, there are crises in this world that you can't deal with."
"Then I'll try to become stronger." Fang Bie said with a smile.
There was a drizzle of rain outside the window, and dark clouds enveloped the bright moon.
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In Huashan, Shaanxi, the pines and cypresses are evergreen and the mountain roads are rugged.
Yue Pingshan looked at the Huashan Mountain Road that was already in front of him, and felt a sense of joy in his heart.
Although he did not see Ning Huaiyuan's body, everything that happened that night gave him reason to believe that Ning Huaiyuan was bound to die.
Otherwise, there would be no reason for him to survive.
However, he also thought about how to explain to his fellow teachers when he returned. Huashan Mountain was now in front of him, even though Yue Pingshan had extensive experience in traveling around the world, he felt like a wanderer returning home.
At this moment, a white horse galloped in front of him. He pulled the horse in front of Yue Pingshan and jumped down: "Junior Brother Hou Yongyan has met Senior Brother Yue. Senior Brother Yue has made great contributions in chasing down traitors all the way, so he came here to greet him. Senior brother returns triumphantly."
Yue Pingshan smiled, reached out to Hou Yongyan and asked for a bag of water. He drank most of the bag in one breath, and then put down the water bag: "There are quite a few stories along my journey, but more details will have to wait until I go up the mountain to ask for a bag of water." Master is wise and asks junior brother to give him a ride."
On that day, news came from Huashan that the rebel disciple Ning Huaiyuan was killed by Yue Pingshan and a hidden beggar hero in the Luocheng Mountain Temple. At the same time, Ning Huaiyuan possessed the magic sect's hidden weapon and internal power. The inner thoughts and evil intentions were also exposed to the world. For a time, all the decent sects were in danger, fearing that such treacherous and sycophantic people would also mix into their own sects.
Ten days later, the Honeycomb Jianghu Ranking was updated, and Beggar Hero Gouza was ranked 74th on the Jianghu Ranking B List, with a note that he was a third-level master.
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In the faraway Western Region, news spreads more slowly.
In the wind-swept Gobi Desert, there is an oasis with fertile water and grass. This is a side hall of the Demon Sect of the Western Regions.
In the side hall, the miserable old man twisted the paper in his hand into a thread, and shot out his energy, directly to the opposite side. After injecting deep internal force into the paper, the paper made of mulberry paper was as strong as steel, and it was able to be completely submerged into the brass pillar.
"Trash!" "Bold!" "That's unreasonable!"
The miserable old man with long eyebrows like snow cursed continuously, and his voice echoed in the side hall.
At this time, a delicate voice sounded softly: "Master, what news made you so angry?"
"Could it be that my cheap senior brother caused trouble again in the Central Plains?"
The miserable old man looked at the graceful woman in the shadow and sneered: "He can no longer cause trouble, because he is already dead."
