Hongliu wants Hu Qin and Du Jingcheng to go together.

As long as you escape, you can live anywhere.

The cloth bag she tucked in was the tangled tamarisk accumulated over the years.

Such sentimentality makes Hu Qin feel uncomfortable.

Yes, it is Hu Qin, not Qiao Jin.

Qiao Jin doesn't know the development of the plot, but there is always a feeling that makes her follow along: "You let me consider..."

The original array mage is dead, if Qiao Jin wants to know where the array is, he has to follow the plot given by the array mage.

Her character may be wrong, but her lines must be correct.

Otherwise, she is too capable. Once she is seen through, she will be kicked out of the formation, and the opponent might not want to let her in next time.

This is the ability to go back in time.

"You think about it."

Hongliu took Ah Man away, and before he left, Ah Man looked back at Qiao Jin.

He always felt that Hu Qin was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

That transparent temperament should be rare in the world.

Qiao Jin looked at the back of them leaving, and suddenly curled his lips.

Some times in the formation flow quickly, but the people in the formation will not notice it, and will only think that they have passed that time because they have memories.

Qiao Jin watched them leave only in the blink of an eye, and the scene change quickly passed.

It was already night, and she was wearing thin clothes, her face was moist and seemed to be tears.

She touched it, and she was indeed full of tears.

This body is crying.

In front of him was Du Jingcheng's unbearable expression: "Qinniang, are you really not going with me?"

Qiao Jin only nodded his head, his tears stopped, but his voice said bitterly: "I can't go. If I go, what will Hongliu do?"

She ran away, Shi Ye would not let them go, and other people in the theater would suffer.

There is also a young man from the Wu family in the town, who can't just watch people in the theater because she fell into the fire pit.

Du Jingcheng just looked at her sadly: "Qin Niang..."

His voice was choked up, Qiao Jin stretched out his hand and pushed him: "Go!"

Du Jingcheng only looked at Qiao Jin deeply and said: "Qinniang, wait, wait for me to return from killing the enemy, and after I share my worries for the country, I will certainly lift the sedan chair to marry you!

Qiao Jin nodded: "I'm waiting."

Du Jingcheng turned around, he mounted a horse, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

She seemed to feel something, and when she turned her head, she saw Hongliu also looking at her with tears: "You are such a fool! This is the only chance!"

Qiao Jin just smiled faintly.

The picture turned around again. This time, she was already standing on the bright high platform, wearing a luxurious and heavy red costume, with jewelry jade hairpin on top of her head.

Under the stage, a group of people wearing luxurious clothes are the nobles of the Wu family.

Young Master Wu was looking at him with a grin. He was fat and ugly, which really hindered Qiao Jin's eyes.

Song Yanqing was still standing next to her with such stunning looks. There was such an ugly one in the plot, and she turned her eyes somewhat unwillingly.

The body is slightly forward, and the song that I heard when I came has been automatically sung in my mouth——

"Langjun~

By the Qingchuan River, the flames are raging...

You have been fighting for many years, and your concubine is in Langyuan...

..."

This is a very sad song, telling her how much she missed Du Jingcheng, but Qiao Jin always felt that half of this song was missing.

The babbling voice, the accent of this opera, is many times better than usual songs.

The saddest thing is that the author does not have enough culture to write a complete song. Hey, Gao Fu is handsome and dejected! It's all because of the lack of activeness in the Chinese class!

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