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Jingyu, who is used to being in a high position, might never guess the mind of a woman who was born as a servant if she hadn't seen it in person. But seeing Qing'er's appearance at this moment, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.
Putting down the branch with the roast chicken in his hand, Jingyu got up and came behind Qing'er. Hug her, and stick to her body tightly, warming her lost heart.
One of Qing'er's hands grasped Jingyu's.
"Young master, can you promise me one thing?" She tilted her head back and looked at Jingyu together, allowing Jingyu to see the uneasiness in her eyes and the red color caused by crying.
"What is it?" Jingyu was a little curious.
"You agreed first." She twisted her body in reluctance.
"Okay, I agree." He laughed.
"Jinkou Yuyan, never change it?" Seeing his expression, she was still a little worried.
"A golden word, never change." He repeated.
"Then Qing'er will stay by your side forever." She was anxious, waiting for his approval.
"" Jingyu was stunned for a moment, and then his hahaha laughter resounded in the wilderness.
Qing'er didn't know why, so she didn't dare to make a sound, but she held his hand even tighter. She acted cautiously as if she was afraid that he would drive her away immediately.
"I told you to give birth to my baby, why didn't I let you stay by my side? In that case, who will be my baby's mother?" Jingyu wiped the tears on her cheeks for her, and said with a smile: " You, you just think too much. The relationship between you and me was born after sleeping for 8 years. Does it mean that if you don¡¯t have it, you don¡¯t have it? Or do you think I¡¯m such a ruthless person? "
Qing'er shook her head, water splashed in her big black eyes again, and her voice trembled and choked with emotion.
"I, can I really give birth to a child for you?"
"I said yes, then yes!" Jingyu showed a serious look on his face, "Jinkouyuyan, never change! Moreover, you have no right to deny it!"
¡®It¡¯s so domineering, but it also makes me feel happy. ¡¯ Qing¡¯er rubbed the corners of her eyes, but she didn¡¯t let the tears flow out after all. She smiled sweetly at Jingyu, and nodded heavily.
"Well, when the atmosphere is right, there will always be people who like to come out and cause damage." Jingyu originally planned to touch Qing'er's cheek, but suddenly looked up at a certain direction in the dark, and said with a sneer.
Qing'er was stunned, and then looked in the direction Jingyu was looking at. Affected by the firelight, it was bright here and dark there, and she didn't see anything at all. But from Jingyu's cold expression, it can be seen that there must be an unexpected visitor there.
Qing'er put down the branch of the grilled chicken, and took her own saber that was placed on the grass beside her. This sword is thinner than ordinary bronze swords, and Jingyu found someone to make it for her. Based on elasticity and toughness, it can even be folded to 90 degrees without interruption.
Gradually, amidst the occasional sound of crackling firewood, Qing'er, who was somewhat cultivated, heard the sound of several people trampling on the grass. She couldn't help becoming a little nervous On weekdays, under Jingyu's arrangement, although she had fought against those soldiers, she had never fought a real fight.
Thinking of this, she glanced at Jingyu, and couldn't help being stunned again. His eyes revealed complete disdain, as if he had seen through the darkness and seen the expressions of the approaching enemies. Not to mention the source of his self-confidence, at least it made Qing'er feel better If she insisted, the source of her self-confidence must be him.
"A child, a girl? Hey, big brother, are we working too hard today?" A man in his 20s said in the dark, dragging his ruffian and emphasizing.
"Don't be careless, the girl is holding a weapon in her hand, and the person in the car hasn't appeared yet." This one looks a little older, and it also reveals a sense of calmness and sternness. While speaking, he had already stopped at the edge of the range of the flames, and shouted: "Listen, people in the carriage, leave valuables, horses, and carriages behind, and we won't make things difficult for you."
Qing'er was stunned for a moment, where else was there in the car? She turned to look at Jingyu, and saw him nodding with a smile She understood somewhat. Those gangsters must have seen the two of them driving, thinking that there were people with more noble status sitting in the car. This is also understandable, who would have thought that the young master Jing Yu would be driving the car himself.
And Jingyu was thinking, these people are not very strong, so why not let Qing'er try.
"Wait a minute!" That said earlierp; "Yes, young master."
Qing'er responded, she had already pulled a sword flower, and stabbed the bandit boss who was closest to her.
Since they are going on a long trip this time, Jingyu and Qinger have made some changes to their costumes for the convenience of movement. For example, Jingyu replaced her usual gorgeousness and mainly wore black warrior gowns that are resistant to dirt. On the other hand, Qing'er mainly wears skirts that are convenient for movement without revealing the spring This dress is also what she usually wears when she practices.
Qing'er's sword is not a very advanced sword skill. However, in the eyes of the bandit boss, the blade seemed to be alive and erratic. Although he held an ax in his hand, he didn't know how to resist the other side. Simply, a lazy donkey rolled on the ground, far away from Qing'er's sword.
Perhaps you have never seen such a response before? Qing'er couldn't help but pause for a moment. Afterwards, she pursued and stabbed him again Since the goal this time is to kill one person first, then killing everyone is killing everyone. Therefore, the target of her second sword was changed to another person.
Unexpectedly, this person also wanted to roll like a lazy donkey like that bandit boss. However, Qing'er was prepared, and changed her move midway, drawing a sword on his arm. The man didn't get out, and covered his arms on the ground and howled miserably. But Qing'er's sword was sharp, and the wound from that sword was already deep enough to see the bones.
Qing'er stopped not far from him, and could kill him with a single sword strike. In this way, her task is over. Looking at those people around again, Qing'er snorted. They were still that person's companions in vain, but at this moment they just gloated at that person, and rejoiced that they didn't have to die. But the person lying on the ground was full of snot and tears, and looked at Qing'er with begging eyes.
She entered into a dilemma, should she kill or not?