"Whether the slave or maid cries or not, it has nothing to do with Third Master Qiao." Chunling paused and said, "Third Master Qiao still doesn't want to get too close to the slave and maid in the future, he will be injustice and Zhaoxue every day, and he must tell the third master Qiao about the right family, although the slave and maid are from humble backgrounds, but they don't want to be concubines, and they don't want to block the good marriage of the third master Qiao because of the slave and maid." Previously, Third Master Qiao sacrificed his life to save the slave maid, and the slave and maid had nothing to repay, if the third master Qiao couldn't wait for the slave and maid to repay the kindness in the next life, the slave and maid could return this life to you now." With that, he took out a small knife from his cuff and handed it to Qiao San, "My life, you can take it at any time."

"Chunling, what do you mean by that?" Qiao San was stunned, his hand holding the hairpin was stagnant in the air, and it was not to take it back, and it was not if it was not withdrawn. The knife Chunling handed over was in his hand, and he didn't pick it up, and he didn't pick it up.

"It's not interesting, you are the master, I am a slave, the slave just wants to draw a line with the master, so as not to trespass in the future." Chunling's lips turned pale, her voice trembled slightly, and she put the knife in her hand on the carriage. Turned around and got into the carriage.

Qiao San looked at the hairpin in his hand and the knife on the side, and his heart was full of mixed feelings and heartache for a while.

"Gone!" Mo Haoning turned over and got on the horse and beckoned to the carriage behind him.

Qiao San looked at the hairpin in his hand, a slight sobbing came from his ears, he gritted his teeth, took the hairpin into his arms, jumped into the carriage, and followed.

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"Here we are." The crowd rushed to the smoke-shrouded place before dark.

Qiao Xiya helped Xia He jump out of the carriage and looked up. I saw that those weird shadows that made the scalp tingle still followed behind those insects, imitating all kinds of strange movements, and the whole scene looked extremely weird and terrifying.

"Dao Chief, what do you need, just say it." Mo Changhong walked in front of Yun Zhishui and arched his hand.

"The Great General ordered this place to be dug up. Only then can the old decay find the eye of the formation and break this soul-devouring game." Yun Zhishui glanced at the black smoke in front of him and the imitator who looked like a person but not like a person, and couldn't help but feel a bad chill rise in his heart.

"Yuhei, put the signal." Mo Changhong nodded and summoned Yuping.

"Whew! Whoa!" Two ringing arrows went straight into the sky.

"General Tian will bring someone early tomorrow morning, and the Taoist will have a good rest tonight, and tomorrow's affairs will all depend on the Taoist chief." Mo Changhong arched his hand.

"Don't worry, the old man will do his best." Yun Zhishui arched sideways and replied.

"Go and help Hatsuun set up the tent together, and then make a fire to cook." Mo Changhong looked at the sun that was about to fall in the sky and commanded.

In a short time, four or five tents were erected, and a bonfire was lit in the middle.

"Old Seven, you brought something delicious, take it out for everyone to taste." Watching Youping cooking marching food by the campfire, Mo Changhong was a little unappetizing.

"Master Pan, show your hand." Mo Haoning was stared at by Mo Changhong and couldn't erase it, so he had to ask Master Pan to take out the purchased ingredients and make jujube flower cakes in this wilderness.

"Don't be unhappy, will I give you the first bite of jujube flower cake later?" Qiao Xiya leaned her head on Chunling's shoulder, sprinkling coquettishly.

"Girl, don't make a fuss." Although Chunling still had cold sadness on her face, she was still teased by Qiao Xiya.

The two of them have been grinding like this since they were children, she knows the girl's heart, and the girl also knows her heart. But since the accident of Master Qiao, the two of them have never had such an intimate and playful mood.

"What's the fuss? If you're not happy, of course I'll have to find a way to make you happy, otherwise, if you're not happy, how can you be an errand by my side?" Qiao Xiya pinched Chunling's face and smiled.

"Girl......" Chunling's eyes dimmed, "Girl, what do you say the slave should do......" Chunling's voice was like a gnat, but every word still reached Qiao Xiya's ears clearly.

"What do you care about?" Qiao Xiya looked into Chunling's eyes and asked softly.

"The slave doesn't know...... Chunling shook her head slightly, "When the slave and maid were unconscious, I heard that it was Qiao Sanye who guarded the slave and maid day and night, and I thought he was a person to rely on.

But now it seems that perhaps the slave maid was wishful thinking."

"How could you be wishful thinking?" Qiao Xiya raised her hand to wipe away the tears on Chunling's face.

"Isn't it?" Chunling took a deep breath, "He is not a despicable person, but his father was wronged and imprisoned and forced to send someone to the fence......

"I can give you back your deed." Qiao Xiya interrupted Chunling's words.

"The girl released my deed, what should I do?" Chunling hurriedly covered Qiao Xiya's mouth, "The girl is going to marry to the palace in the future, how can she do it without a personal maid."

"In the future, Chu Yun and Xia He will definitely continue to live in the palace, since you have such an opportunity, then take this opportunity to go to slavery and become a common man, wouldn't it be a beautiful thing?" Qiao Xiya grabbed Chunling's hand in her palm and patted it gently.

"But girl, you see that Third Master Qiao has been hiding from slaves and maids all the way here, and he can avoid them if he can, isn't he disgusted with slaves and maids from humble backgrounds?"

"Chunling," Qiao Xiya sighed softly, "Have you ever thought that maybe Third Master Qiao is afraid of affecting you?"

"Slaves?" Chunling looked at Qiao Xiya with wide eyes, and then looked at Qiao San, who was whispering something to Mo Haoning on the other side of the bonfire.

"What's the matter with you kid?" Mo Haoning hooked Qiao San's neck, and his chin was gently raised towards the opposite side of the bonfire.

"Lord Wang." Qiao San struggled in panic and got up and arched his hand to Mo Haoning. qs

"Come, come, sit down." Mo Haoning pressed Qiao San back with a force on his hand, "This is not in Jin'an City, these red tapes will be waived, eh, let me ask you, what do you kid think of Chunling."

"I ......" Qiao San glanced at Chunling through the beating bonfire, "I don't want to bother her."

"I just ask you, do you mean anything to Chunling!" Mo Haoning frowned.

"I want to give her a stable life that is not so rich and rich." Qiao San's eyes dimmed, and he looked at the dancing flames in front of him in a daze.

"Then you have to tell her what you want!" Mo Haoning shouted anxiously.

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings of the bonfire instantly fell silent, and everyone looked at the two of them, even Qiao Xiya and Chunling, who were still whispering on the other side of the bonfire.

"Oops! If you don't tell her what you want, how will she understand? When there is a misunderstanding and I miss such a good girl, I will see where you kid is crying!" Mo Haoning said, picked up Qiao San and walked in the direction of Qiao Xiya and Chunling.