Chapter 3249 Raised a Prince, or an Ancestor? (35)

lady...

Zhao Jingting read these two words silently in his heart, feeling unfamiliar yet familiar.

In the past two days, he seemed to have said these two words quite a few times, and he seemed so skilled and unfamiliar.

Listening to it now, it also feels wonderful and pleasant.

Thinking of his stupid appearance in the past two days, acting coquettish in front of her, timid, willful, clingy, etc., Zhao Jingting wiped his face fiercely.

What a shame.

He felt that he had never felt so humiliated.

Forcing himself to stop thinking about this, he bite the bullet and changed the subject: "Are you a genius doctor?"

In the few memories, it seems that she is the daughter of an hunter and doesn't know any medical skills.

"These are not important, quickly deal with this person on the ground."

For such non-violent and non-cooperative people, Su Qiao decided not to use what he said, but what he did.

Zhao Jingting finally remembered that there was a corpse on the ground.

When he woke up before, he found that he was holding her sleeve like a coward, looking like he was about to cry, and instantly wanted to find a hole to burrow into, so he was ready to run without thinking.

However, is this man on earth really dead?

It was as if he had fallen to the ground by himself, and they did nothing.

Seeing that he didn't move, Su Qiao thought he wouldn't, and suddenly became angry: "Look, this is all called by your wife's kindness."

"During the day, I wanted to beat him once and scared him, and finally gave him a hemiplegia. In the end, you just told me to be forgiving and forgiving, so that I could easily let him go."

"That's not me." Zhao Jingting firmly denied that it was him who was clingy and coquettish during the day.

"that is you."

Humph, now I know I'm sorry?

See if you dare to let yourself become unconscious.

Zhao Jingting frowned: "No."

So stupid, how could it be him?

Bending down and touching the man's neck, a trace of clarity flashed in Zhao Jingting's eyes.

Definitely not dead.

He just felt something was wrong.

"He's not dead yet, what should I do?"

Su Qiao thought of sleeping behind the thatched hut, Ding Qiulan in a haystack, "Can you carry it?"

"I have practiced martial arts with a Taoist master."

At this time, even if he can't carry it, Zhao Jingting will not show weakness.

In the past two days, he has lost enough face, and he doesn't want to lose face in front of her anymore.

With all his strength, he lifted the man on the ground and threw it on his shoulders, took a deep breath and stood up.

Su Qiao saw that although he had a little snacking power, but there was no big problem, he walked to the door first.

"follow me."

444 reminded: [The men on patrol have fallen asleep by the fire, no one is outside, go back after going out. 】

Su Qiao nodded slightly.

He brought Zhao Jingting to the back of the house quickly, and woke Ding Qiulan, who was sleeping in the haystack. The three of them were in the moonlight and quickly got into the woods behind.

After feeling far enough, Su Qiao motioned to Zhao Jingting, who was out of breath, to throw the person on the ground, and then looked at Ding Qiulan.

"People got it for you. Whatever you want to do, you can do whatever you want."

Ding Qiulan tightly held the hatchet that was stolen from the utility room, which was originally used for self-defense, and a pair of eyes that had faded from the weak and innocent stared at the unconscious man on the ground.

"I can do whatever I want?"

"Well, maimed or castrated, or just killed, whatever you want."

This place is quite far from the camp, and even if there is a little noise, it is estimated that there is no way to hear it.

Of course, even if I heard something faintly, I wouldn't run into the woods in the middle of the night to check.