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The moment the man lost consciousness, this thought flashed through his mind, and his whole body leaned back.

The man's body was stuck right in the middle of the branch and did not fall.

Qiao Zhao's face was already pale, holding on to the branches, gasping for breath, as if his body had been hollowed out, and even his fingertips were trembling.

She had just used hypnotism to confuse that person, and she looked like an understatement, but in fact she used all her energy, and at the moment she had a splitting headache and was overwhelmed.

Rao was like this, Qiao Zhao quickly hugged the trunk and slid down.

She didn't know how to climb trees, and she was anxious for the morning light, so she let the rough trunk cut through her tender palms, and when her feet fell to the ground, the palms were already worn out.

Qiao Zhao didn't care about this, and staggered towards the morning light.

The morning photovoltaic was motionless on the ground covered with thick fallen leaves, and it was a dark red beneath him.

Qiao Zhao turned him over, revealing a young and handsome face.

"Morning light-" Qiao Zhao trembled his fingers to test the morning light's snort, and the other party was no longer breathless.

Qiao Zhao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he touched and touched from his purse, but he couldn't touch it in a hurry, so he simply tore off his purse and poured out all the small bottles and jars, grabbed the green vial, poured out the elixir, and stuffed it into Chenguang's mouth.

There are countless large and small wounds on Chenguang's body, the most serious of which is the knife wound on his back.

Qiao Zhao sprinkled to stop the bleeding, tore off the hem of his clothes and bandaged him well, and when he was done, his whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

She leaned on Chenguang's chest and listened, vaguely heard the faint heartbeat of the other party, almost cried with joy, hugged him and whispered: "Chenguang, can you hear me? You have to hold on, didn't you say that you haven't married a daughter-in-law yet, you can't die? It's okay for me to marry Binglu? As long as you survive well, I will marry Binglu to you......"

Morning light's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The sound of footsteps came, and a pair of soap boots came into view, and the owner of the shoes had slender legs.

Qiao Zhao, who was holding the morning light, stiffened and slowly raised his head.

The sky unconsciously turned white.

Qiao Zhao's gaze slowly moved upward, first seeing the inky hem of the visitor's clothes, and then seeing the familiar face, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

After the initial gaze met, Jiang Yuanchao suddenly half-squatted down and looked directly into Qiao Zhao's eyes.

Qiao Zhao hugged Chenguang tightly and looked at him motionlessly.

Jiang Yuanchao suddenly stretched out his finger and wiped it at the end of Qiao Zhao's eyes, and the corners of his mouth sneered: "Crying?

Qiao Zhao pursed his lips and remained silent, his gaze moved back, and fell on Qiao Yushi, who was grabbed by the only man in black.

Jiang Yuanchao saw that she was still ignoring him at this time, and he was inexplicably annoyed in his heart, and sneered: "Isn't he dead yet?"

Qiao Zhao secretly clenched his fists and said lightly: "You are not dead, why did he die?"

These words undoubtedly angered Jiang Yuanchao.

The smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly retracted, and he asked lukewarmly, "Is it?" Then I'll send him to Hades right now to see if I'll die." ”

He stretched out his hand, and Qiao Zhao was directly in front of the morning light.

Jiang Yuanchao stopped his movements and asked with a smile: "What, do you think I can't bear to do anything to you?"

Qiao Zhao chuckled: "How could Lord Jiang not bear it?"

Jiang Yuanchao glanced at her deeply, staggered those inexplicably familiar eyes, and said lightly: "It's good that you have this self-knowledge." ”

He stretched out a large, bony hand and landed on the girl's neck.

The girl's neck is slender and slender, like a fragile flower stem, which can be broken with a slight fold.

The man's fingers flicked slightly, and suddenly tightened.

The feeling of suffocation came, Qiao Zhao coughed hard, and looked intently at the man who suddenly hurt the killer.

"Don't look at me like that. Jiang Yuanchao stretched out his other hand to cover the girl's eyes.

Her eyes were too similar to the man, making his hands slow to exert their strength.

But this little girl's life could not be spared.

Originally, he thought she was a very interesting little girl, and he couldn't help but pay attention to her, and it was nothing to occasionally indulge her little temper.

But she was actually involved in this pool of muddy water in the south, she knew too much, and she was even more merciless to him, and he couldn't let her return to the capital alive.

Qiao Zhao only felt that his eyes suddenly darkened.

The big tightened hands made it difficult for her to breathe, and she withdrew her senses, and her mind flashed through the brief intersection between her previous life and the man in front of her.

In the mountains and fields, there was a young and young man who fell on the side of the road, his face turned blue.

She happened to be passing by, and after one glance, she concluded that he had been poisoned, so she went over and asked.

Knowing from the man's mouth that he had been bitten by a snake, she squeezed out the snake venom for him, gave him an ointment that was dedicated to snake venom, and saved his life with a gesture.

At parting, he told her that his name was "Thirteen".

She thought at the time that "Thirteen" must be a name with a story.

And at this moment, Qiao Zhao just wanted to smile bitterly.

She is probably the farmer who saved the snake, and the story of "Thirteen" is the story of the farmer and the snake.

But she didn't want to die.

Seeing that the Qiao family's revenge is about to be avenged, and the eldest brother's appearance is about to be restored, how can she be willing to die now?

There is also that person, in the previous life, they had no fate, in this life, she didn't want to have fate anymore, she wanted to grow old with him and love him for a lifetime.

She was reluctant to die.

A tear rolled down from the corner of Qiao Zhao's eyes and landed on Jiang Yuanchao's fingers, which were white from exertion.

The tears seemed to be boiling water, making Jiang Yuan move towards his hands.

Did she cry because it hurt?

At this moment, he couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, and his thin lips pursed and he made up his mind.

What's wrong with him, he still can't make up his mind?

Just when Jiang Yuanchao made up his mind, he suddenly heard the girl's intermittent voice coming: "Ten, thirteen......"

Because of a sore throat and difficulty breathing, the girl's voice was fragmented and indistinct, but when it fell into Jiang Yuanchao's ears, it was like a thunderbolt, splitting his confused mind.

Jiang Yuanchao's hand suddenly let go, grabbed Qiao Zhao's wrist and asked sharply, "What did you call me?"

Qiao Zhao's fingers moved, wanting to break free of his hand, but he couldn't exert any strength.

Half a night of highly tense life and death escape has overdrawn all her physical strength and spirit.

"Tell me, what did you just call me?" Jiang Yuanchao's voice was as muffled as a thick dark cloud before the storm was about to come.

The girl's originally smart eyes opened slightly, and she looked at him blankly, and her voice was in a trance: "Thirteen-"

The sound of "thirteen" fell into his ears, Jiang Yuanchao could hardly help himself, and the scenes of encountering the girl of the Qiao family flashed in his mind.

She saved him, and he said, "My name is Thirteen, girl, don't forget."

When they met again, he had already learned that she was the granddaughter of the great Confucian Qiao Zhuo, and she had already made a marriage with the second son of the Marquis of Jing'an.

She still smiled quietly: I remember you, Thirteen.