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Chapter 1015

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The black-clothed men saw that the strength of the two of them had increased greatly after joining forces. If they were to continue fighting, they might end up with both sides suffering injuries. Thus, one of them raised his hand to signal and quickly retreated. He stared at Duan Ye and Song Ming and said, "You brought this trouble upon yourselves. Let's go!"

Asked for trouble? A trace of doubt appeared on Duan Ye's baby face. What did he mean? Just as he was thinking, he heard Song Ming's voice.

"You can't find me and you're running? Don't run if you have the guts! "

"Alright, let's go back!" Duan Ye said as he put away his sword and walked back. He didn't even look at the two women.

"Miss, we're staying in front. Why don't you come with us? We have a small tent over there to rest. It's still dark, so it's not good to let you run around here. "

"Song Ming!" Duan Ye glared at him: "Don't bring back people you don't know!"

"They're just two women. They're not dangerous people. Oh right, this is …" Song Ming looked at the old woman and asked.

"This is our grandmother. Because of the great change in our family, we escaped with our grandmother. If it wasn't for our grandmother protecting us all the way, I'm afraid …" At this point, the two women covered their faces and wept softly.

The beauty wept softly. Her face was covered by a veil, and her eyes were drooping with tears. It made Song Ming's heart soften. He wished he could hug the beauty and comfort her.

Duan Ye saw that he couldn't move after seeing the two beautiful women. He couldn't help but snort and turn back with a flick of his sleeve. He couldn't be bothered to care about him. Since he wanted to bring people back, then let him!

At the small tent, Ning Lang rubbed his eyes and poked his head out. When he saw Duan Ye return, he asked: "Where did you go in the middle of the night?"

"Ask Song Ming." Duan Ye snorted and sat down in front of the small tent to treat a few small wounds.

Seeing this, Ning Lang was startled. He looked back and saw Song Ming supporting a woman. Behind him, there was an old woman and a beautiful woman. When he saw them, he was stunned.

"Where did the beauty come from in the middle of the night? Don't tell me it's transformed from a spirit at night? " He muttered and glanced at Fengjiu's tent. Seeing that he had not come out and that only the little beast was standing guard there, he could not help but shrink back.

No matter where he came from, it had nothing to do with him. He should just take care of himself. Therefore, after entering the small tent, he directly pulled the quilt over his head.

When they arrived at the small tents, they saw a small beast guarding outside one of the tents. There was no one inside. On the other side, there was a little fatty who had just shrunk inside. He didn't look very old.

"This is my tent. You can rest in my tent first!" Song Ming enthusiastically gave up his tent and looked at the wounds on the two women. He took out some medicine and said with pity, "You must be in a lot of pain to be injured like this, right? Do you want me to help you apply some medicine? "

"There's no need for that, Young Master. I'll help them apply the medicine." The old woman took the medicine from his hand and helped the two of them into the small tent, isolating Song Ming from the two women.

Seeing this, he touched his nose. When he saw Duan Ye sitting outside and bandaging his wounds, he walked forward: "Duan Ye, are you injured? Do you want me to help you bandage your wounds … "Before he finished speaking, he saw Duan Ye get up and walk towards the small tent.

"Just take care of the beauties you saved. I won't trouble you."

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