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Chapter 400 Our savior is here

Uncle Zhang tremblingly covered the wound on his chest and retorted with red eyes: "What do you mean, life is not in vain? We are not even fifty years old. We will still have a long life in the future. Don't talk nonsense!"

"Old man Zhang." Luo Dashan called out to his lifelong partner in front of him, and said with a smile: "Why are you still crying? Don't cry. After I die, I will give you the position of being in charge, so that you don't have to suffer from pinkeye every day.

I don’t like it.”

"Shut up, I don't care about your bad managerial position!" Uncle Zhang roughly tore off the hem of his clothes, wrapped around the wound that was still bleeding out, staggered and dragged the person on his back, "I'll take you to invite him

Doctor, we came together and we should go back together."

Luo Dashan refused and struggled to get down, "I don't want you to carry me. The group of people will be chasing me soon. You can run for your life!"

Uncle Zhang angrily twisted his restless arm and opened his mouth to curse. At this moment, the top of his head suddenly lit up, like a fiery red sun that instantly penetrated the clouds and hung in the sky. The blazing light made it difficult to open one's eyes.

Everyone was attracted by the bright light. They were either surprised or curious and looked up at the light source. They saw a talisman with complicated lines appearing in the sky above the valley they had just escaped from. The golden light flowed between the talismans, as bright as the blazing sun.

Under the light, a woman stood alone. The mountain wind roared, causing her black hair to fly and her red skirt to sway. Her graceful figure was like a fairy falling from the sky.

The fairy came to the world in a hurry just to save them from fire and water.

Uncle Zhang stopped and looked at the crimson figure with his eyes. Tears fell unconsciously, "Old man Luo, have you seen it? Our savior is here!"

Luo Dashan grinned and smiled honestly, "I saw it! I saw it!"

Not only them, Lanqiu, Meng Yuan, Lu Yan and others in the valley also noticed Shen Qingqing standing on the top.

Lazy Ball couldn't control the joy in his heart. He quickly passed through the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, plunged into her arms, and howled loudly with excitement: "Shen Qingqing, you are finally back!"

Shen Qingqing lowered her head and rubbed its furry head, with a smile on her eyes and brows, "What, you missed me?"

"I don't want to! What's there for an ugly and stupid idiot like you to think about?"

The lazy ball turned its head away proudly, but its joyful tone and the tips of its ears raised high revealed its mood at the moment.

Shen Qingqing smiled and picked up the hair on the back of its neck and teased: "If you don't want to, just stay aside and don't delay me in repairing these little things."

The lazy ball bounced out of her hand and fell onto her shoulders like glutinous rice dumplings. It wrapped its furry tail around her neck, blinked its eyes and said, "Okay, go ahead and do it."

Shen Qingqing had never seen it look like such a little bird, and after sighing twice, she looked away and concentrated on running the formation.

The golden light that shrouded the valley became brighter and brighter with the changes of her fingerings. Under the golden light, the puppets gradually lost their ability to think, dropped their weapons, and mechanically climbed to the same mountain top like puppets on strings.

The soldiers in the battle and Hu Xianfeng and his party were all stunned by this sudden change. Their shocked eyes moved from the mechanically walking puppet to Shen Qingqing.

A soldier asked Lu Yan nonchalantly: "Boss, we are saved, right?"

Lu Yan's arm trembled suddenly, the sword in his hand fell off, and he leaned against the stone wall like a fish with soft bones, turning his head to look at Meng Yuan, who was standing still not far away.

Meng Yuan received his look, raised his hand to wipe the dirty blood stains on his face, and a joyful, tearful word came out of his throat: "Yes, we are saved."

"Everyone can put down their weapons and rest."

"Did you hear that? We're saved!"

"We don't have to die, we can go home safely!"

Several cheers rang out at the same time. Everyone was like children who had received a reward, hugging each other happily, wiping away tears while telling each other the ecstasy of being reborn after the disaster.

Even Lu Yan, who had always been honest and steady, couldn't help but laugh to the sky, laughing and crying again, as if he was crazy.

Only Meng Yuan was quiet from beginning to end.

He quietly looked at the slender figure on the top of the mountain, not daring to blink, and his heart under his chest was beating like a drum.

Ning Youan was right, his Qingqing was really smart and powerful. Not only did he defeat Chen Bitian, he also successfully escaped from that difficult battle.

Such Shen Qingqing made him proud, admired, and even more admired.

Shen Qingqing was also looking at him, at the scars all over his body, at his thin cheeks, and at his hot eyes.

There was a sincere emotion hidden in those eyes that she had never seen before, like turbulent waves, surrounding her tightly.

The two of them looked at each other from a distance across a small hill, neither speaking nor moving.

Lazy Ball watched the excitement over her shoulder for a while, and finally lost his temper and yelled at Meng Yuan: "You stinky Meng Yuan, why are you standing there so stupidly? Come and pick up your wife!"

When the daughter-in-law arrives, she still doesn’t know how to kiss, hug and lift her up. She is really a child who cannot be taught.

Meng Yuan's eyelashes trembled, and there was an irresistible tenderness in his brows. After a moment, he flew forward, grabbed the vines hanging between the stone walls, and climbed up the hillside with all his strength.

The person he longed for was right in front of him. He opened his arms to hug him, but hesitated when he saw the blood and stains all over his body.

Shen Qingqing noticed his little move, leaned forward and hugged him without hesitation, and teased: "Long time no see, why do you still recognize me?"

Meng Yuan didn't say anything. He hugged her back hard, put his chin on her shoulder, and took a deep breath. Finally, the disgusting smell of blood was no longer on the tip of his nose, but the faint scent of herbs.

The refreshing fragrance was like a pair of invisible hands, instantly soothing his restless mood.

Shen Qingqing was held quietly by him, and her hands slowly moved up from his tight waistline, caressing his well-defined ribs, past his Adam's apple, and down to his overly thin cheeks.

This face seemed even thinner than when he first woke up, so thin that even the skin and flesh could not be grasped.

Shen Qingqing's heart felt sour. She pinched his soft earlobe with her index finger and thumb, and deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Do you still remember the three no's principles you asked me to abide by before we parted? How many of them have you done yourself?"

Meng Yuan was sincere. He leaned on her shoulder and replied dully: "Not even one."

Before Shen Qingqing could scold him, he quickly admitted his mistake: "I know what I did was wrong, but you didn't do any of it either."

Shen Qingqing was silent and had to admit that the two of them had exactly the same acting style...

"Forget it, let's stop this topic here." She sighed, left Meng Yuan's arms, looked up into the distance, and felt lighthearted when she saw the approaching lights in the distance, "Help is here, go down and save people."

*

I never say nonsense in my books. If you think my writing is not good or my writing style is poor, I can tolerate it and ignore it.

Today I actually saw someone scolding my male and female protagonists. After scolding the male protagonist, they scolded the female protagonist. After scolding the female protagonist, they both scolded me.

Words like "dang" have come out.

I beg people like this not to read my books. It’s best not to read anyone else’s books. The rubbish should just rot in the trash can and don’t come out to disgust people.
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