Chapter 289: Xia Ping'er's End



"Xia Ping'er, you——"

Lu Xianglian intuitively felt that Xia Ping'er was making sarcastic remarks.

He looked up and glared at Xia Ping'er, and just as he was about to look back, his gaze rammed straight into Xia Ping'er's sincere eyes.

Xia Ping'er, is what she said true?

Does she really want to help him carry Wanwan down the mountain?

Lu Xianglian felt mixed emotions for a moment.

Whether they were in the mansion or on the road of exile, the two of them disliked each other and would use any means to trip up their rivals.

With so many people at the scene, Xia Ping'er is the only one willing to help her?

"sorry."

vomit--

"Is it Su Quanming's?"

Hearing Xia Ping'er calling Su Quanming by his full name, Lu Xianglian smiled bitterly. Xia Ping'er really didn't consider Su Chengwen as her husband, and even less did she consider Su Quanming as her father-in-law.

"Yes, it belongs to Su Quanming."

They all live under someone else's roof.

While tidying up Wanwan's clothes, Lu Xianglian was overwhelmed by the smell of blood and couldn't help vomiting again.

But Xia Ping'er didn't laugh at Lu Xianglian at all. Instead, she smiled and said, "I have one too. It's from Officer Liu."

Lu Xianglian suddenly said sorry to Xia Ping'er sincerely.

Yes,

Tsk tsk,

Xia Ping'er didn't use a question, but a tone of affirmation. Lu Xianglian didn't hide it from Xia Ping'er at this time, "Yes, I have it."

In fact, aren't they the same people?

The two of them have been cursing each other for years, calling each other a bad woman.

Xia Ping'er stared at her, "You're pregnant!"

The affair between this aunt's sister and her brother-in-law would always be a huge scandal no matter when.

After thinking about it, he laughed at himself again, "He's dead."

"As for me, my life is not as good as yours. Your husband and daughter died. But now you have a man who loves you, although I know you don't like him. But this man is not meant to be loved, but to be used. As long as he is useful, can make money, and can support us women, that's enough. What's the point of talking about love? We women can wear gold and silver, but we can't eat and drink love."

Then he sighed deeply,

Xia Ping'er looked at her, and they both saw each other's sincerity in each other's eyes.

They all hook up with men who are useful to them, but none of them are sincere to any man.

All of them lost their men and became widows.

Su Mibao listened to the conversation between the two.

He couldn't help but look at Xia Ping'er again.

This woman is really clear-headed. In other people's eyes, she is a bad woman. But listening to her words, she is very forward-thinking.

"You are pregnant with another baby, and the baby's father is someone who loves you. This is your blessing. Unlike me, I have one in my hand and another in my belly. Both are fatherless babies. How can I, a woman, support these two babies?"

Xia Ping'er smiled bitterly.

She didn't care at all that these words were heard by others.

Anyway, after she returns, Lu Huifen will find out sooner or later that the baby in her belly is not Su Chengliang's.

She has lied to Lu Huifen twice in a row.

Lu Huifen will definitely not tolerate her anymore.

Officer Liu died again.

She is a woman, carrying a child, and hugging her baby. How can the three of them survive on this road of exile?

Xia Ping'er felt that the road ahead was too bleak.

Originally, she had made up her mind as soon as she came in. When these women were crying and shouting, she took the initiative to show her good will to the bandits.

She said that her husband was dead and she had two children. If the bandits were willing to take her in, she would take her two children and live with them in the mountains.

Because she saw that there were also some women and children in the mountains.

Although her little girl Su Qiaoqiao said that she would become a concubine in the future, she believed it before, but now, whether she believed it or not, she was tired and didn't want to go on.

Liu Guanchai was dead, and she was pregnant, so she couldn't seduce anyone anymore. If this continued, the three of them, mother and child, would surely die on the road to exile.

Xia Ping'er is pragmatic. She cannot afford to lose her life for unknown wealth.

Now,

The bandits are finished.

She couldn't stay on the mountain.

After going down the mountain, how will she go in the future? Xia Ping'er didn't dare to think about it.

This is also the reason why she went against her usual behavior and showed goodwill to Lu Xianglian.

After all, Lu Xianglian was different from her. She had a mother, a sister, and a man who loved her, all waiting for her at the foot of the mountain. As long as Lu Xianglian could say something for her, she believed that Su Quanming would give her a way out for Lu Xianglian's sake.

Standing not far away, Su Mibao heard Xia Ping'er's thoughts thoroughly.

He couldn't help but squint and look at Xia Ping'er carefully.

She had really made a mistake before.

Xia Ping'er is really not an ordinary woman.

This was the first time she had seen such a clear-headed, realistic, and flexible woman in this paper world.

It is true that suffering makes people grow, and reality makes people bow their heads.

After the death of three men, Xia Ping'er grew up quickly and became more and more powerful.

The women were rescued from the cave and everyone soon reunited.

"Little Master, was it you who blew up that cave?"

After everyone gathered together, they picked up the things left behind by the bandits.

This time, no one was dissatisfied, and everyone had something in their hands. They took whatever they saw, as long as it was useful.

Because there were about 2,000 refugees who joined the Taohuazhai bandits later, some of them also brought their families with them.

The bandits were killed, and no one made things difficult for their families, allowing them to disperse and run away.

Food, chickens, dogs, cattle, sheep, whatever those people left behind. Everyone took what they could.

Anyway, they are short of everything now.

All the people who came were young people, pulling carts and carrying baskets, carrying everything they could take away. They walked in the front. Behind them were the women who had been rescued.

Finally, there was a group of people who were captured by bandits elsewhere. They had been imprisoned here for who knows how long. They were all skinny and had wounds on their bodies. There were men and women, old and young.

Those people also followed the example of the people in front of them and took as much as they could.

There were even some people who followed behind, even if they were just holding some dishes and a few bowls, with a look of relief on their faces.

Because it was dark and the road was dangerous, everyone was carrying torches and walking very slowly, so the team was very long.

"Yes, I blew it up. Those thousand bandits did so many bad things. We can't leave them alive."

Su Mibao was carried on Su Jiu's back, and the ghost doctor walked beside her, and the two were whispering to each other.

"Disciple, you did a great job today. You took care of three thousand bandits by yourself."

Su Mibao glanced at Lu Zan and others who were walking at the front of the team.

When she thought about the expressions on Lu Zan and the others' faces when they met up in the mountain village just now, she couldn't stop smiling.

There were only dozens of them, but they had to face three thousand bandits.

Everyone is just highly skilled in martial arts.

But two fists cannot beat four hands, and even a vicious tiger is afraid of a pack of wolves.

After all, the other side has too many people, and they are in someone else's territory, and they are familiar with the terrain.

So when we went up the mountain, everyone was mentally prepared for huge sacrifices.

Unexpectedly, without any military intervention, all the bandits were killed by the ghost doctor using medicine alone.

So many of them went up the mountain just to pick up things.

"Master, there aren't a thousand fierce bandits in that cave."

"What did you say?"


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