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Chapter 1495

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Shang'er ran until she was out of breath and could barely catch up with Lin Mengya.

"Miss, Miss, who are you talking about?"

Lin Mengya was stunned. She clearly saw the figure just now and it looked like Long Tianhao.

Why was there not even a shadow of a person now?

"Nothing, maybe I saw wrongly. Let's go back."

She said lightly and Shang'er did not continue to ask.

"Maybe she's too tired recently. Shang'er, you go back first, I'll buy her something to eat."

Qinghu looked thoughtfully somewhere, and then immediately withdrew his gaze. Lin Mengya did not notice anything wrong.

After the two men left, he carefully looked at the courtyard wall.

"Don't worry, I'll help you. But you have to be more careful. "

As soon as he finished speaking, three knocks came from the other side of the wall.

That guy was too careless.

Qinghu shook his head and chased after the two men.

Everything went smoothly. Although Escort Zhao was killed, the medicine they gave out arrived at the destination safely.

In order to compensate for the few days of waiting, Xie Han only took 30% of the net profit.

And the recruitment of apprentices was basically done.

Other than a few of the most crucial herbs that required a special method to concoct, she had already handed over the rest to her apprentices to handle.

After she left, Xie Han would find a suitable and reliable person to replace her.

Apart from her and Xie Han, no one else would know the complete prescription.

There was money to be made, and to put it bluntly, the Dragon-subduing Hall was in a cooperative relationship with all the forces.

They were bound together for good or bad.

Since there was a collusion of interests, there was no obvious conflict.

As for those who had evil intentions, they had been driven out of the ghost market by Xie Han.

Seeing that the ghost market of Dragon City was in Xie Han's hands, she should be relieved for the time being.

"Miss, do you really want to leave in a few days?"

Shang'er helped her to pack up reluctantly.

She wanted to leave with Lin Mengya, but after thinking about it, she was still worried about leaving Xie Han alone here.

But after all, she and Lin Mengya had depended on each other for survival. She couldn't bear to part with her.

The melancholy of parting caused even the happy-go-lucky Shang'er to be filled with worry.

"Yes, the Gong family is still waiting for me. You also know that Big Brother and the others are urging me very much. Now, this private school should be set up, but if I don't go back, I'm afraid big brother and the others won't be able to make the decision. "

Running a school had never been an easy task.

However, since he had already done it, there was no reason for him to give up halfway.

What's more, she needed the school's help even more now.

"But I can't bear to part with you."

Looking at the girl's listless face, she couldn't help but soften her heart.

"Look at you, why are you so sad? If you marry him, won't you still have to marry out of the Gong family? In the future, if you miss me, or if he doesn't treat you well, you can come back and find me. "

Shang'er looked at her with her big, watery eyes. After a long time, she finally nodded her head lightly.

"I know, but miss, you won't blame me, right?"

"Why should I blame you?"

"Because, because I seem to have abandoned you … Miss, do I value my lover over my friends a little?"

Her words made her eyes turn into crescents.

She wondered what this girl was thinking about every day.

Holding Shang'er's hand, the two sisters sat on the edge of the bed.

"Liao 'er, do you know how miraculous the fate between people is?"

Shang'er nodded her head. Speaking of which, she and Xie Han had also experienced many twists and turns, and it was not easy for them to finally reunite.

Therefore, she cherished it even more.

However, she was too greedy.

She wanted the happiness of love, and at the same time, she wanted to keep the sister she cared about the most by her side.

For her, there was no difference between the two of them.

"Therefore, we have to cherish this hard-won fate. However, fate can't be forced. It's not in a day and night, but in our hearts. "

She touched her chest and said softly.

"As long as I'm in your heart, it means that our fate hasn't ended. How is it different if I'm in front of you? "

Shang'er tilted her little head. After a long time, the rain finally cleared up.

"Miss, I always feel that you seem to be an enlightened monk. No matter what is in my heart, you seem to be able to explain it to me. "

She tapped the little girl's forehead. What enlightened monk? No matter what, she was still a nun, okay?

Although she was still reluctant to leave, at least she didn't feel so sad anymore.

Sitting in the meeting hall, looking at everything that gradually became familiar, she actually had a somewhat complicated mood.

After all, when she first entered the ghost city, even she didn't expect that one day, she could become a member of the ghost city.

"Sister Silvermoon, we heard that you're leaving, so we specially came to see you off!"

It seemed that apart from Xie Han, Wang Cheng was the only one who knew that she was leaving.

She glanced at Wang Cheng, and the latter nodded back at her, giving her a sincere smile.

"You've helped us so much. If you want to leave, you have to wait for us to see you off."

She thought about it, and felt that what Wang Cheng said was also quite reasonable.

However, she didn't tell them that they would meet again soon.

In the backyard of the Dragon-subduing Hall, the leaders of various forces gathered together.

A few days ago, they were still at daggers drawn, but now they could sit at the same table and call each other brothers.

It had to be said that these were all changes that she had brought to them.

"I wish our Sister Silvermoon success this time, and victory on the first flag! Drink! "

Leopard was a straightforward person.

Once they became brothers, he could put aside everything and drink and chat merrily.

"Drink!"

Wang Cheng also raised his cup and drank heartily. She couldn't drink so much, so she could only replace wine with tea.

In the end, it was Xie Han, the host, who blocked this group of boorish men for her.

Jianghu people had the pride and arrogance of jianghu people.

They could be sinister and ruthless, happy to repay kindness and enmity, and they could also drink and sing, unbridled and carefree.

She sat at the table, watching the group of strong men drinking and acting crazy, and her heart also relaxed a lot.

In fact, sometimes, people's hearts weren't as complicated as she imagined. But now, how could she dare to take it lightly?

She was no longer who she used to be.

After experiencing all these things, she suddenly felt that her heart seemed to have aged a lot.

That hot blooded impulse also cooled down.

However, she knew that there were some things that she could only temporarily suppress.

One day, she would still be like magma, surging out of him.

She didn't know when the tea had become wine.

This thing was spicy when it entered the mouth, but when the wine entered the intestines, it had a different taste.

The group of guys had already drunk to the point of staggering from side to side. Those who were left on the table were either not drunk after a thousand cups, or they were lying on the table asleep.

She narrowed her eyes, picked up the wine pot, and sipped small mouthfuls.

Suddenly, Xie Han, who was sitting next to her and was already drunk, was pulled away by someone.

"Sister Silvermoon, come, let me toast you!"

Leopard's face was red. He poured a bowl of wine and gulped it down.

Lin Mengya was also a little drunk. She took the wine pot and poured it into her mouth. She wiped her mouth carelessly and asked with some dissatisfaction.

"You're so much older than me. Why do you call me sister?"

She had wanted to ask this question for a long time, but because there were so many people around, she was too embarrassed to ask.

But that person stopped, and his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile.

"Do, do you know what I'm most afraid of?"

Alcohol had taken control of her brain. How could she guess now?

Leopard said in a low voice.

"I'm most afraid of dead people! When I was five or six years old, I crawled out of a pile of dead people by myself. "

Leopard said as he burped.

"People say, what's so scary about the dead people? But they don't know that if a lot of people die, it will become hell. Don't you think hell is scary? "

She nodded subconsciously. Hell was quite scary.

"So, from then on, as long as I see dead people, I'm afraid. The more dead people, the more afraid I am. Hehe, to tell you the truth, I haven't really killed a person until now. When I came in that day, I was actually scared to death. But I didn't expect that a girl like you would not be afraid at all. Since then, I've regarded you as my elder sister! "

Her brain was a little slow, but she still grinned.

"It's okay, I'll take care of you in the future. What's so scary about the dead people? "

The leopard chuckled a few times and didn't make a sound.

Seeing that the group of men were all drunk on the ground, she sneered a few times, got up, and wanted to go back to sleep.

But as soon as she got up, she felt dizzy.

But she did not fall on the ground, but fell into someone's arms.

"Why are you here?"

Qinghu looked at her with a little surprise, and slowly withdrew his hand.

"I'll take her to rest, and I'll leave this place to you. Don't let her drink in the future. "

The moonlight was cold, but it could not be compared to that person.

He bent down, held her tightly in his arms, and strode to the backyard.

She was shaking in his arms, but she was sleeping soundly.

She habitually rubbed her little face against that person's chest, as if she was dreaming of something good. The corner of her lips, which had the fragrance of wine, slightly curled up into a sweet smile.

He carried her into the room, and gently placed her on the bed.

With a gentle brush of his hand, he took off the mask on her face.

Under the moonlight, her beautiful face was slightly red, more intoxicating than the wine.

He took the cloth beside him, wrung it, and gently wiped the thin layer of sweat on her face.

There was a little helplessness in his dark eyes.

If he could not take care of her, this woman would do something out of line.

But in this world, only she, only she, could make him worry so much.

In the blink of an eye, he dropped the veil and covered her tightly.

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