The Evil Mistress's Killing Crazy Daily

"Master Tai..."

Stopping three steps away from Jing'an, Hua Qide glanced at the long sword beside her, then with a grateful look on his face, he politely bowed and asked, "Master, thank you very much for your help this time. May I ask what your plan is, how do you plan to escape from the capital?"

"besides……"

Hua Qide smiled and paused.

He looked at Master Jing'an with an inquiring gaze and asked curiously, "Master, may I ask who you are? Why did you risk robbing the execution ground to rescue me? Do you have any history with the Hua family?"

"Who am I?"

Hearing Hua Qide's question, Jing'an couldn't help but laugh.

Glancing sarcastically at the prison uniform on Hua Qide, she raised her hand to take off the straw hat on her head, raised her head and said to Hua Qide meaningfully: "Hua Qide, take a closer look and see who I really am."

"you……"

Sensing Jing'an's dissatisfaction, Hua Qide frowned.

Full of confusion, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Jing'an carefully from head to toe.

Vaguely, he found Jing'an looked somewhat familiar.

But even though he looked familiar, if you had to ask him what Jing'an's specific identity was, he couldn't put his finger on it.

This……

Could it be that Jing'an was the woman whom he had let down when he was young?

But, that’s not right…

How could the woman he had contact with have such high martial arts skills?

He couldn't feel at ease even if he married her legally and had her sleep next to him, let alone flirt with her.

"Tsk."

After thinking about it over and over again, Hua Qide still couldn't figure it out.

Unwilling to continue wasting time on such insignificant details, he said to Jing'an with a face full of self-blame and apology: "Master, I am old and I really can't remember... If I have offended you in the past, please don't blame me..."

"Can not remember?"

Jing'an felt sad and laughed.

Feeling absurd, she looked at the broken sky above her head, and looked at Hua Qide with tears and smiles, "Duke, since you don't remember me, you should remember Zhang Xiao, right?"

"Zhang Xiao?"

Hua Qide was stunned when the long-forgotten name was suddenly mentioned.

My heart tightened and I looked at Jing'an again carefully.

With a bang in his head, he quickly stepped back, pointed at Jing'an and asked tremblingly: "You, you are Zhang Jing?! How are you still alive?! Are you a human or a ghost?!"

"What do you say?"

Laughing at himself, Jing'an picked up the long sword on the ground and stood up.

With a gloomy face, he approached Hua Qide step by step. Seeing his tense and solemn expression, Jing'an sneered, "Hua Qide, you have come to this day too?"

"I……"

Hua Qide slowly retreated until he reached the side of the carriage.

"grandfather!"

Inside the carriage, Hua Weiwei could no longer endure it.

He grabbed the long knife on the carriage and was about to get out of the carriage to confront Jing'an.

"do not move!"

Hua Qide's eyes flashed and he pushed Hua Weiwei's head back.

He glanced at the long sword that fell on the carriage board, stopped, looked up and asked Jing'an curiously: "Zhang Jing, since you have been alive all this time, why did you come to me now? Now that I have become a lost dog, what is the point of you coming to me?

Also, since you wanted me to die, why did you go to the trouble of saving me at the execution ground just now?

Wouldn't it be better to just let me be tortured to death?"

"I do not know either."

Shaking his head frankly, Jing'an also felt confused.

Logically speaking, she should be happy that her enemy's property was ransacked and his entire family was executed.

She should have stayed quietly in the front row of the execution ground, watched her enemies being beheaded, and then returned to Pushu Mountain, never having to get involved again in her life.

But she couldn't do it.

She felt like a bamboo shoot that had been crushed by a huge rock for thirty-eight years.

For thirty-eight years, she, a bamboo shoot, had been forced to hide under a huge rock in the dark, practicing hard every moment. Every moment, even in her dreams, she dreamed of using various methods to break the huge rock.

As a result, when they finally got the chance, the boulder was broken by other stronger bamboo shoots.

This made her feel relieved, yet confused.

Thirty-eight years was too long, and the hatred was too deep. She had to do something with her own hands. Only in this way would her thirty-eight years in the world not be lived in vain.

"Take up the knife."

Seeing Hua Qide glance at the long sword on the carriage again, Jing'an smiled disdainfully and said generously: "I allow you to take the sword."

"it is good."

Hua Qide paused after hearing this and understood Jing'an's meaning.

Chong Jing'an nodded. Just as he was about to reach for the hilt of the knife, Hua Weiwei in the carriage was startled. He rushed over and grabbed Hua Qide's arm, shouting in a trembling voice, "Grandpa..."

"Ugh……"

Hua Qide patted Hua Weiwei's hand helplessly and sighed.

Turning his head to look at Jing'an again, there was a hint of pleading in his eyes, "Zhang Jing, if you want revenge on me for what happened thirty-eight years ago, I admit it.

But all this has nothing to do with Weiwei.

Look, can you let Weiwei go?"

"can."

Unexpectedly, Jing'an was easy to talk to.

But just when Hua Qide breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to thank her, she smiled and continued, "If you want me to let your grandson go, fine, but you have to kneel down and kowtow to me three times."

"it is good."

Outside the carriage, Hua Qide immediately nodded and agreed without hesitation.

"No, no!"

Inside the carriage, Hua Weiwei was shocked when he heard this and immediately refused.

He grabbed the knife and hurriedly got out of the carriage and stood on the shaft. He was covered in blood and looked down at Jing'an with the knife in hand, saying, "The son shall pay for the father's debt, and the grandson shall pay for the grandfather's debt! Old woman, if you have the guts, just kill me and avenge yourself! I'm Hua Weiwei, the only son of the Zhenguo Mansion, come at me if you have the guts!"

"Whisper!"

Hua Qide frowned and quickly snatched the knife from Hua Weiwei's hand.

While dragging Hua Weiwei into the carriage, he smiled and bowed to Jing'an apologetically, "Haha, the child is ignorant, don't bother with him. If you want revenge, come to me. He is a child who doesn't know shit, so I can help him vent his anger..."

"grandfather!"

Seeing her grandfather groveling, Hua Weiwei felt angry and said, "Grandpa, what are you doing? If we join forces, we may not be a match for her! You are not allowed to kneel to her!"

"Silly boy, there's no time."

Hua Qide pushed Hua Weiwei into the car, picked up a knife, and stabbed the horse's butt hard.

In an instant, the horse neighed loudly, pulled the carriage to and fro, and rushed out frantically.

"call--"

Behind the carriage, Hua Qide breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the carriage stumble away.

He bent down and knelt slowly, kowtowed three times at Jing'an's feet, then he immediately raised his knife and swung it towards Jing'an's head...