"Slave?" Song Qingshu was stunned. "What the hell?"
Aman explained, "This is the rule of our grassland tribes. The captive becomes the master's slave and must listen to the master. He can't run away or betray his master. Otherwise, he will fall into hell after death and never be reincarnated. Just now, that man captured me and made me swear to be his slave. Now that you've taken me back, I should be your … slave. But we're friends, and you know my relationship with Su Pu. Uncle, can you not make me your slave? "
Song QingShu was speechless when he saw her explaining to him with a straight face. This girl was so naive and sweet that he could only gasp in amazement. "Are we friends?"
"Ah?" Aman exclaimed. "So you don't see me as a friend …" She thought that they had a good chat before. She had told him everything she wanted to say to him, but he didn't see her as a friend. She felt wronged and scared. She looked like she was about to cry.
Song Qingshu had a headache. "Okay, okay. I won't let you be a slave."
"Really?" Ah Man was pleasantly surprised. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be glowing.
"Of course it's true." Song QingShu said as he untied the restraints on her hands and helped her sit up straight.
"Then are we friends?" Aman blinked and looked back at him.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but say, "Are you so unwary of everyone?"
Aman looked confused. Obviously, she didn't understand what he meant. She said subconsciously, "I'm good to people, so people will naturally be good to me. Why should I be wary?"
Song QingShu originally wanted to say something, but looking at her innocent face, he finally gave up and said, "Alright, fortune favors fools."
Along the way, he had used his powerful aura to avoid any risks, choosing the weakest spots on the battlefield and slowly moving to the outer layer. Of course, if there wasn't such a huge sandstorm that made it impossible to see faces from a meter away, it would not have been so easy for him to escape from the battlefield with a delicate girl.
Hugging a soft body in his arms was much more comfortable than touching a camel's hump. At first, Aman was still chatting with him, but soon, a blush slowly rose from his neck.
"Maybe I should go down and walk?" Aman whispered.
Song QingShu replied, "Do you understand what I meant just now?"
Aman blushed even more. He just reminded her that if she let go, she would blame him for taking advantage of her. But she didn't understand at all.
The space between the two humps wasn't big to begin with, and with two people squeezed together, they could be said to be very close to each other. They could even faintly feel the warmth of each other's skin. For Ahmann, this was a little too intimate.
"Hold on a little longer. When we are completely out of the battlefield, I will put you down." Now, Song Qingshu did not want to take advantage of a little girl, but there was no need to deliberately slow down the journey.
Aman looked back and could still vaguely hear the sounds of fighting in the sandstorm. She could only agree. Although she was a little uncomfortable, she was not the kind of person who would pester endlessly. She knew that she could not lose the big picture because of a little.
After trotting on the camel for a while, Aman suddenly exclaimed, "Sen … forest?"
Following the direction of her finger, Song Qingshu was also a little surprised. How could there be such a big forest in the depths of the desert? Could it be that the sandstorm and the war had caused everyone to fight so hard that they had unknowingly come to the edge of the desert?
Originally, he was worried that it was a mirage. It was not until the two of them rushed into the forest that he was sure that his eyes were not playing tricks on him.
"Let's rest here for a while." Song Qingshu got down from the camel. Just now, the two of them sat in such a narrow space. The girl's body kept rubbing against his arms. Although it was not him who took the initiative, it was still not good. Book House
Seeing that he took the initiative to get down, Aman secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay ~"
After fighting in the sandstorm for most of the night, they did not expect that the sky would already be bright. They could already vaguely see the sunrise on the horizon.
Song Qingshu's fire was ignited. He took out the dry food from the camel's bag and gave it to Ah Man. Ah Man was obviously very hungry, but she still chewed slowly. He could not help but sigh at how beautiful women looked even when they ate.
Perhaps it was because she did not sleep for the whole night, or because she was frightened, Aman leaned against a tree and fell asleep after eating. Song Qingshu put a layer of clothes on her and also closed his eyes to rest.
After an unknown amount of time, there was suddenly a noise in the distance. Song Qingshu and Aman were awakened one after another.
Looking at the clothes on her body, Aman's little face was slightly red. She said to Song Qingshu, "Thank you."
Song Qingshu nodded and immediately flew to the top of the tree to look into the distance for a while before coming down. Aman asked nervously, "Is it the enemy?"
"Enemy? Who do you think is the enemy and who is the friend? "Song Qingshu could not help but sigh.
Aman replied, "Of course the enemy is the people who attacked us last night. As for the friend, it is naturally Su Pu and the others, and of course, uncle." She originally wanted to mention the Mongols, but for some reason, when she thought of Borchu's previous attempt to molest her, she really could not associate them with the word 'friend'.
"Sometimes what you see is not necessarily true. The people who attacked us last night may not be the enemy, and those who were with us last night may not be our friend." Song Qingshu knew that she most likely did not understand, so he changed his words, "It was a group of scattered Mongol soldiers, about a dozen of them, and Su Pu was also with them."
Wo Chen, Wu Sun, and the others were all there, but all of them were covered in dust. Wo Chen's helmet was missing, and his battle robes were stained with blood, but it was not clear whether it was his or the enemy's. Elder Wu Sun's shoulder was clearly wounded by an arrow, and even after a rough bandage, the blood still stained his white robes.
As for the other Mongol soldiers, they were even more miserable, with only a broken arm or leg hanging off their bodies. In contrast, Su Pu and the others were in a much better state, as if they had not experienced many battles. Could it be that the Tieyan Tribe was really in cahoots with the Woodtable Lun Tribe?
At the side, when Aman heard the news of her lover, she immediately jumped in joy, "Su Pu and the others are fine, that's great."
"Eh, there's someone over there?" The commotion here and the fire alerted the Mongols in the distance. They all acted as if they were facing a great enemy, and each of them drew their scimitars, ready to fight.
"We're all on the same side." Song Qingshu knew that they were attacked last night, and by now they were like birds startled by the mere twang of a bow, thinking that there was an ambush here.
Seeing that it was him, Wu Chen couldn't help but sigh, "That scared me, I thought I was going to die here this time."
Elder Wu Sun noticed that Aman was with him, and they seemed to be very familiar with each other. He couldn't help but snort, "The Great Sect's ability to run away is really good, to have escaped to this safe place so early."
Before Song Qingshu could reply, Wu Chen spoke first, "Ah, you can't say that. With such a large sandstorm last night, no one could see each other clearly, so it's normal for them to get separated. Didn't you and I just reunite?"
Song Qingshu nodded inwardly, as expected of Princess Ya Lun's father, he had some bearing, "Are you the only ones left?"
Wu Chen's expression was solemn, "The others have probably all been wiped out. These people had a hard time escaping." In this treasure hunt, they had not even touched a hair of the treasure, and in the end, two thousand Mongol troops had been wiped out, and even their commander Borchu had died in battle. How could they report to the Great Khan when they returned?
At the side, Su Pu was in a good mood. He had thought that Aman had died, but now that the fairy-like girl was standing in front of him, he hurriedly ran over, "Aman, you're fine, that's great … Eh?" He suddenly noticed that his lover was wearing clothes that belonged to another man, and his expression immediately changed.
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