"Heroine, really?"

"Of course it's true. You can say it now." Jin Ping'er greeted Nai Xiangsi with doubts in her eyes.

"Sister Acacia, come here."

"Oh."

Seeing Nai Xiangsi approaching, Jin Ping'er's left hand grabbed her slender waist and hugged her directly in front of her.

"Say it, don't stand still."

The blade of Jin Ping'er's right hand patted the man beside him.

"Yes, the little one said..."

"That's how it is, the magistrate that day..."

The man spoke hastily.

At this time, Jin Ping'er's shining eyes are looking towards the front, which is lovesickness.

Nai Xiangsi was hugged just now, her mind was jumping wildly, she was at a loss at all, she looked into Jin Ping'er's eyes, then glanced at the man next to her whose neck was pressed with the blade, pitifully and shyly said:

"Sister Miao, what do you want to do..."

Jin Ping'er lowered her head to Nai Xiangsi's ear, and said softly:

"Wait for Miss Acacia, please forgive me."

"How...how to ask..."

"It's very simple, just kiss my sister, and my sister will let him go..."

After Jin Ping'er finished speaking quietly, she raised her body and looked at Nai Xiangsi's movements with a faint smile.

This little girl was tense all over at this moment, clenched her fists, looked at the short knife that Jin Ping'er was pressing on the man's neck, and even a little blood appeared.

She suppressed the trembling in her heart.

He closed his eyes, raised his jaw, and gradually leaned forward with his body clad in Tsing Yi.

He exhaled intermittently, feeling extremely nervous.

She tiptoed slightly... finally felt the plump and elastic red lips on the opposite side.

The feeling of this moment was icy cold, and an inexplicable expectation surged out of her heart strangely.

She was shy, ready to leave as soon as she touched it.

But Jin Ping'er is not a good stubble,

Under the slight force of the left arm, Nai Xiangsi couldn't move away for a while, and could only feel the gradually hot lips and breath on the opposite side.

On the side, the man who had been watching the two of them didn't even know what to say.

He knew that although the picture in front of him was stunning and picturesque, his life was more important.

At this moment, when he watched Jin Ping'er slightly open his mouth to re-wrap Nai Xiangsi's cherry, he made a sudden movement and knocked down the dagger that Jin Ping'er was holding around his neck.

Then he suddenly picked up the mask on the ground and rushed out of the tent.

A few minutes later, Nai Xiangsi struggled.

"Sister Miao, you're dead!"

After she finished speaking, she shyly pushed away the golden bottle, and got into the bedding with a somewhat angry look.

Jin Ping'er looked at this girl's performance, smiled lightly, didn't care, and also lay down on the bedding.

She reviewed in her mind what the man said just now.

It seems to say that Guo Xiancheng and Liu Zhixian are not on good terms. Although they are all here for the three-star black snake, Guo Xiancheng knows the tricks of Liu County Magistrate and wants to avoid the team, so he is ready to strike first.

Zou Xiong learned about the location of this three-star black snake from Nai Xiangsi.

Therefore, Guo Xiancheng moved this idea.

Jin Ping'er can easily figure out the problems between them. To the old hag, the queen, there is no difference between the gift from the county magistrate and the gift from the county magistrate.

The gift from the county magistrate to the little prince can only preserve the current status of Lin'an County.

If the county magistrate presented a gift, it would not only preserve the status of Lin'an County, but also change the position of the county magistrate.

Chapter 160 Rage!The Oath of the Destiny Child (6/8)

In the black mist, the guy in the black cloak and mask ran out in a panic.

Urging the light body technique, he ran towards Lin'an County with a frantic expression.

But gradually, after running for a mile or two, he found that his body was gradually losing strength.

A disgusting feeling came to my heart.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood in the mask.

Blood dripped down the mask and hit the wet grass, there was a burning smell...

He touched the bloodstain with his black gloves, took out the green fluorescent stone, and looked at the bloodstain he had just spit out.

There was a dark green color in the traces of blood, and he was sure that it wasn't the green color illuminated by the fluorescent stone in his hand.

It's in your blood...

what is this?

He touched his neck, and suddenly thought that when he broke free from the dagger earlier, his neck seemed to be scratched by something.

he thinks back...

Knowing that his life was not long, he pulled back the neck covered by the cloak.

Impressively, he saw three dark green fingernail marks left on his neck.

Only then did he think of the little gift that woman left him before he left.

...

So that's what let him go...

After thinking about this, his eyes began to blur and he fell down.

...

In the camp, in the warm tent, Jin Ping'er reviewed the man's words, and then fell asleep peacefully, without any burden in her heart.

As for Nai Xiangsong beside her, it was a terrible crime.

From time to time, he tossed and turned without saying a word, even turned around and gestured his little fist at Jin Ping'er's back.

...

The next day, at dawn, Jin Ping'er relaxed and stretched.

When she raised her eyes, she was looking at Xiangsi on one side, with her eyes still closed, twisting like an earthworm in the bedding.

It seems that the resentment in my heart has not disappeared after a whole night.

Soon, there were noises outside the camp, and Zou Xiong's voice sounded outside the tent.

"Miao girl, Nai girl. Something happened in the camp."

"Oh, I see."

Jin Ping'er lazily responded, got up, took out some water and a soft-bristled toothbrush, and simply washed it.

The apron she wears on the inner layer of her body has the effect of self-cleaning and keeping the body surface clean.

But the hair and the mouth can't be controlled.

Jin Ping'er, who has modern knowledge, doesn't think it's difficult for soap.

But she can't use soap to rinse her mouth, she can't stand this kind of operation at all.

After some cleaning, she could barely see her eyes, put away her tools, Jin Ping'er glanced at Nai Xiangsi, who was pretending to be asleep, but was embarrassed to face her, and walked out of the tent first.

At this time, the tent that Jin Ping'er and Nai Xiangsi lived in had been dismantled.

Tan Chuan's body has been dragged to the center of the camp.

Zou Xiong and Duan Hongniang stood on one side and looked at the wound, guessing it might be possible.

On the other side...Bao Gui used a rusty hatchet to carve bit by bit on the bamboo, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

Of course... when Jin Ping'er walked out of the tent with loose hair, that boy Qin Lie stared at her for a long time.

"Old man, do you think she did it?"

"It's possible. But she won't be unscathed if she acts in the dark mist."

"Why? Is this black mist so powerful?"

"This is the power of the Dao. After attaining the Dao, you just need to understand it in your heart."

"If it wasn't her, who would it be?"

Qin Lie looked at the long-haired witch playing in front of the corpse, and his disgust increased a bit.

"If it was Ping'er, she would definitely not have her hair disheveled in front of other people."

...

Zou Xiong frowned and asked:

"Miss Miao, last night, I don't know if the girl is in the tent."

"Brother Zou wants to ask about the cause of Tan Chuan's death. Ping'er may know..."

Qin Lie had already pricked up his ears to listen to every word Jin Ping'er said.

Hearing the word "Ping'er", his heart skipped a beat.

The reason is that the two women's voices, shapes, and faces are all different, but why do I have that unknown palpitation when I hear this word.

It feels like the name in my heart has been blasphemed.

Very distressing.

...

"Miss Miao knows?"

"Well, someone broke into Ping'er and Sister Xiangsi's tent last night."

Qin Lie frowned, strode forward, and said:

"Miss Miao, I don't know if you can change your name. Qin heard that His Excellency Prince Qin's real name is Jin Ping'er, so you call yourself Ping'er, isn't it a bit out of bounds and disrespectful!"

Jin Ping'er sneered:

"Is that so... Mr. Qin, it's interesting. Then Ping'er won't call herself Ping'er."

She giggled as she finished speaking...

Qin Lie looked at Jin Ping'er trembling like this, and his face was sullen.

"Young Master Qin, what do you think Ping'er calls herself?"

...

After finishing speaking, she didn't want to look at Qin Lie's bitter face anymore, and turned to Zou Xiong, who was a little stunned at the moment.

"Brother Zou, Sister Xiangsi also knows about this. The thief probably wanted to target her. Maybe he was killed when he met Tan Chuan's resistance. For details, Brother Zou can ask Sister Xiangsi."

After Jin Ping'er finished speaking, she turned to Qin Lie.

"Young Master Qin, have you decided on a name for Ping'er?"

"The witch..."

He gritted his teeth.

"Witch girl, this name is not acceptable."

Jin Ping'er rolled her eyes at him, and that matchmaker glanced at Qin Lie who was standing still with pity.

"Sister Miao, this Qin Lie has been tormented by you. He is very likely to be the sweetheart of the former King Qin. You are sent by the princess, do you really not know?"

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