Chapter 685: The Healed Man
The woman on the tree spoke softly, with a bit of casual playfulness.
Not knowing these three words gave Fang Bie a very real sense of unreality.
To put it simply, it’s the feeling that you are telling lies with your eyes open but I can’t expose you.
"Don't you know him?" Fang Bie said softly.
"I don't know." He Ping nodded and confirmed.
There was no hesitation in her voice.
"Oh." Fang Bie nodded and looked at the moon and sea in front of him.
"But I feel very familiar with you, and I also want to see you again." "
And." Fang Bie paused.
"When I want to find you, I can really find you."
Yes, when Fang Bie wanted to find He Ping, even if he lost his memory, even if he didn't know whether He Ping was around, but As long as he wants to look for it, he will definitely find it.
This may be the best tacit understanding cultivated after spending a long time with each other.
"Don't be so confident." He Ping said with a smile on the tree: "How can you be sure that I am not the one who wanted you to find me?" "I
can't be sure." Fang Bie nodded.
He looked ahead and then changed the subject: "What are you doing here?"
He Ping was stunned for a moment.
Fang Bie's sudden change of topic made her a little unable to adapt.
"What are you doing here?" Fang Bie continued: "Didn't you say that you have been very busy recently."
He Ping laughed for a moment: "What, do you want to help me?"
Her smile was Yan Yan .
Fang Bie looked ahead: "Can't you?"
"Yes, but you can't do it, at least you can't do it now." He Ping said slowly: "You have become too much weaker now. As for me, there is no way to keep you by my side. I can only ask His Highness to take care of you here." "So
you can't help me."
"If I find something I have forgotten, is that okay?" Fang Don't ask.
"Of course you can, but the problem is that you have been looking for a long time, but you still haven't found it in the end." He Ping said slowly: "And I don't have much time." "Actually, I am very strong now."
Fang Don't look at your hands and say, "I can do amazing things that I can't even imagine."
It's as if you can easily defeat seemingly invincible enemies with just one click of your ax, just like playing.
Every strike feels like a stroke of genius.
"That's because you are too weak and your opponent is even weaker, which makes you have such a wonderful illusion." He Ping said slowly in the tree.
This woman was talking like this slowly and lightly, giving the impression that she was enjoying the conversation.
But Fang Bie was quite unhappy.
"I want to help you." He said softly.
The young man before amnesia wanted to help the woman in front of him.
The same is true after amnesia.
It's like it's an embedded part of the body.
It seems to be some kind of belief.
He Ping waved her hands gently, and her whole body instantly bounced off the branch, then rolled lightly in the air, and finally landed silently in front of Fang Bing.
The woman under the moon was unexpectedly beautiful and cold.
She looked at Fang Bie: "How about you try to swing a sword at me first?"
"I don't have a sword." Fang Bie said without hesitation.
Fang Bie does not have a sword.
He came out in such a hurry that he didn't even bring an axe.
How could Fang Bie wield that sword against He Ping without a sword?
"You have a sword." He Ping looked at Fang Bie and said.
Before she finished speaking, she quietly threw the sword in her hand to Fang Bie.
The boy subconsciously caught it.
He Ping's sword is very light.
As light as a reed.
But this sword is also very hard.
So is this He Ping’s sword?
Fang Bie looked at the sword in his hand: "What about your sword?"
"My sword is here." He Ping said with a smile.
She raised her arm, and under the moonlight, she could see the gas-like flames gradually gathering in He Ping's hand, eventually turning into a burning purple gas blade, which looked sharp.
The young man sincerely felt that this air blade was too familiar.
But where exactly it is familiar, I can’t remember it at all.
"Swing your sword at me." He Ping looked at Fang Bie who was holding the sword and said.
Fang Bie stood there and shook his head.
He didn't look like he was swinging his sword at the person in front of him.
He is even more afraid that once he takes action, the person in front of him will be killed by him.
"If you want to help me, then at least you must defeat me first." He Ping said calmly under the moonlight: "Otherwise, how can you help me?" "Don't worry, you can't hurt me at all
. Me."
"So please try your best to swing the sword in your hand and let me see how much strength you still have left."
Fang Bie looked at the woman in front of him and made up his mind in an instant.
I still need to prove something to the people in front of me.
For example, it proves that even if you forget almost everything about yourself, you still have strong qualifications.
He pursed his lips and tightened his grip on the sword.
This is the sword given to me by the opponent, so it will definitely be a stronger sword in the opponent's hands.
He stepped forward, spotted where He Ping was standing, and thrust out with his sword.
What he stabbed was He Ping's lower abdomen.
Instinct told him that it wasn't the key point.
So even if you get stabbed, you won't die.
In front of him, He Ping laughed softly: "A sword is thrust out for the purpose of killing people." "
Once you no longer have the intention to kill, the sword will lose all its power.
" At the same time as He Ping opened his mouth, Fang Bi's sword that he thought he was sure to win suddenly fell into vain.
At the same time, he felt a stinging pain in his chest that felt like it was being burned.
Then it felt as cold as if it were wrapped in ice.
He instantly let go of the sword in his hand and huddled on the ground in pain, struggling feebly. Although he did not let out a groan, he could no longer stand up.
He Ping stood in front of the painful Fang Bie and sighed: "You are so weak." "
So do you feel that you have gone too far?" A voice came slowly from the side.
The girl in white clothes looked hazy in the moonlight.
"Although it is his own choice to lose his memory, he certainly never thought about being bullied by you like this." "
That's not necessarily the case." He Ping smiled lightly: "Maybe when he thinks of all this, he will recall my Sword, maybe you will feel the happiness of being healed from the bottom of your heart."
He Ping said seriously.
"Then I feel really sick." Yan Yu shook his head and said, "What should I say to him when he wakes up?" "Just say that I will wait for
him there, until he is strong enough. time." He Ping said with a smile.
With that said, she walked towards the distance: "You have to work hard, the fate of this country is in your control." "Of course, it is also in my control
."
Yan Yu looked at He Ping's The figure gradually became hazy under the moonlight.
Finally you sighed.
"You are so stubborn."
(End of chapter)