Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Big Shot
Chapter 3243

Raised a Prince, or an Ancestor?

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"As for your parents, you are done with them in this life, so just treat yourself as a nun!"

In such troubled times, I could still live a good life by just leaving here and going to a place where I didn't know her.

It's just that it's hard for women in ancient times to accept this concept!

Ding Qiulan stopped crying softly, "A monk?"

It would be great if I could really become a nun.

It's a pity that even a nunnery can't be found at this time.

Su Qiao thought for a while and gave her a direct pointer, "After you have taken revenge, you can become a monk."

"Also, I will help you with the matter of revenge."

Ding Qiulan looked stunned. "Will you really help me?"

"Helping you can be considered as helping myself. I don't want any man to try to make plans for me in the future."

Su Qiao jumped off the stone, squatted by the river and started washing his face and feet.

Ding Qiulan said nothing for a while. After a while, she nodded vigorously with firm eyes. "Okay, I have taken my revenge, and I will use the rest of my life to atone for my sins to the Bodhisattva."

"..." Su Qiao was speechless for a moment.

What kind of atonement does one need to atone for by killing a rapist who raped him?

Doesn't this make her look too bad?

Forget it, as long as she doesn't seek death anymore.

"This can be considered a good deed for me every day."

Su Qiao soaked his feet in the water and sighed softly in comfort.

Ding Qiulan took the initiative to go not far away and help Su Qiao keep an eye on the surroundings to prevent anyone from coming.

Su Qiao Seeing this, he simply untied his clothes and wiped himself thoroughly.

You can't take a shower, but you can still wipe it down.

After everything was tidied up, Su Qiao suggested. "You can sleep in the same room with me tonight!"

Her parents probably thought she was dead, and they would definitely not be able to return to her house.

Ding Qiulan shook his head quickly and said softly, "No, I can just sleep outside your house."

She didn't dare to stay in the woods at night, and she would definitely be disliked by everyone else. Although Su Qiao was a nice person, she was too embarrassed to disturb them.

However, Ding Qiulan will be scared if she is too far away from Su Qiao. If she is closer to her, she will feel more at ease and will not have random thoughts.

"It's cold in the mountains at night." Su Qiao reminded.

"I will secretly go back to the house and get my thick coat. You don't have to worry about me. I'll be fine."

Ding Qiulan is not afraid of the cold at all, nor is she afraid of getting cold. She is only afraid of men with ulterior motives.

"That's up to you."

Su Qiao is not a kind-hearted person. Even he is touched by being able to help her here.

In the afternoon, Su Qiao and his follower Little Xiucai carried water for a while and chopped firewood for a long time. They chopped all the wood they dragged out of the forest and piled it into a large shed for storing debris.

Just when it was almost finished, the lovely voice of 444 finally came to my mind.

[Host, hurry up, Su Weixue has sneaked into the forest.]

"It's dinner time."

Su Qiao looked up at the sky, and while Little Xiucai was still there chopping firewood, he ducked and left.

With Xiao Si here, it didn't take long to find Su Weixue.

Su Qiao suddenly appeared next to Su Weixue again without a trace.

She looked at the Roujiamo in her hand with a smile, "Cousin, where did you get some delicious food from?"

Su Weixue I didn't expect that she could still find him even though he had changed places.

Thinking of what happened in the morning, her face darkened and her eyes filled with murderous intent. "What else are you doing here?"

"Why can't I come? We are cousins, dear."

Su Qiao's face was as thick as a city wall, and he smiled Underground Passage: "Cousin, cousins, we share blessings and share hardships, right?"

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