Another person was driven into the crowded crowd, causing a little crowd to surging in this small concentration. Wu Xiaoqi was about to take the opportunity to find Sister Ping's whereabouts, but no one held his hand, followed by a faint fragrance that came into his nostrils, and the smell was very familiar. Logically speaking, Wu Xiaoqi was unlikely to smell such a light smell with so many people, such a tense atmosphere, and such a mixed smell, but he smelled it clearly. There was only one explanation, that is, this person was very close to him.

Facts also proved this. Not only did Wu Xiaoqi smell the faint fragrance in his nose, but a strange feeling came from his hand, and his hand was held.

The hand holding him was very soft but very cold, and his hand was not big, but it felt very good in his palm, and it was obviously a woman's hand. Wu Xiaoqi couldn't explain this feeling clearly. Like the mother's hand in memory, but her mother's hand was much rougher than the hand holding him, but she felt that she would not lie. Wu Xiaoqi enjoyed this feeling that had almost disappeared from memory.

When I turned my head and saw that holding my hand was a woman with a yellow face, dressed in an extremely ordinary woman, with a wooden hairpin on her head, and it seemed that there was a layer of gray on her head, and it seemed that she hadn't been cleaned for a long time.

This face is very strange. If it weren't for the faint fragrance in the nose, if it weren't for the feeling in the palm of his hand, he would definitely think that the woman had recognized the wrong person.

Just as he was about to ask, Wu Xiaoqi suddenly saw a pair of clean and bright eyes. These eyes were so familiar that he could not be more familiar with them. Wu Xiaoqi had this confidence that even if the distance was farther and the light was darker, he could recognize the owner of these eyes at a glance.

"Sister Ping!" Wu Xiaodao's voice was full of surprise. If it weren't for her clear eyes, he wouldn't have seen it. The woman holding his hand was the usually beautiful woman.

"Xiao Qi, don't be afraid." Although his appearance turned ugly, Sister Ping's voice did not change. She grabbed his hand and used a little force than before, which was encouraging him.

"I'm not afraid. The Japanese have done this before, so you don't have to worry too much. If you want to protect yourself later, you are my sister. Remember that my surname is Wu, you have to use this surname." Wu Xiaoqi was very calm at this time, which made Jiang Ping look at him with admiration. She could not have imagined that this seemingly ignorant young man actually had many unrevealed highlights on him.

"Sister, have you heard what I said?" Seeing Sister Ping lose her mind, Wu Xiaoqi's face was full of anxiety.

"Yeah." Jiang Ping nodded heavily, and she thought to herself: During the day, she refused to recognize her relatives righteously, but she would immediately rely on her to escape. Jiang Ping, Jiang Ping, you can't implicate him in the end.

Jiang Ping did not forget Lao Luo's teachings, and she really didn't want to involve an innocent young man in danger because of herself, but the current situation forced her to rely on Wu Xiaoqi. She was in a very conflicted mood now. She was not thinking about how to get out, but how to face this simple young man after this recommendation.

Of course, Wu Xiaoqi would not know the inner struggle of Sister Ping, who was holding his hand. What he was looking forward to at the moment was the life of having his sister.

As Wu Xiaoqi said, the Japanese traitors did not cheat out the so-called assassin, and adopted the same trick they used: let the villagers confirm and guarantee each other.

Although Wu Xiaoqi's help, Jiang Ping was still a little nervous because in addition to Wu Xiaoqi, she also needed the recognition of the village chief, so she didn't know this village chief.

If the man said he didn't know her, wouldn't he harm Wu Xiaoqi? Seeing that it was their turn, Jiang Ping was a little scared. She had already grabbed Wu Xiaoqi's hand and let go. It would be fine if something happened to him, but she couldn't harm the young man.

Just as she was about to say no to Wu Xiaoqi, Jiang Ping suddenly realized that her loose hand could be caught by the boy, and his gentle words came from his ears: "Sister, it's okay, the village chief is my Uncle Wu."

Although I don’t know if this village head is his uncle as Wu Xiaoqi said, Jiang Ping could see from the boy’s firm eyes that he and he should be able to pass this level.

Alas! After tonight, I am afraid that I will not be able to recognize this young man as my younger brother. Even if I refuse ruthlessly, in full view of everyone, and the gaze of the Japanese and traitors, she and his siblings will not be able to escape.

In fact, Jiang Ping did not reject the recognition of Wu Xiaoqi as her younger brother, but her special identity, the mission she had to fulfill, and the tasks she had to complete. She had no qualifications and conditions to be a qualified sister, no matter whether she had to take care of him, if something really happened one day, he might be killed by herself.

Jiang Ping put on makeup on her face, and Wu Xiaoqi couldn't see the expression on her face, but he could feel that Sister Ping seemed to be a little worried. He thought he was worried about how to overcome this hurdle, but after a moment of thinking, he immediately realized that she didn't seem to care about this, but she still didn't want to recognize herself as her younger brother.

Although he was still a little disappointed, he soon felt relieved. Wu Xiaoqi came here resolutely without this purpose. He just simply worried and cared about Sister Ping.

"Sister, it's okay if you recognize me or not, I'll just treat you as my sister anyway."

Wu Xiaoqi's words touched Jiang Ping very much. She suddenly realized that maybe she was thinking too much and thinking too much. Sometimes, it might be better if people are simpler.

Not everyone has the courage to have this responsibility in danger, not everyone will be so open-minded, and the young man in front of him can have this courage, let alone himself. At this moment, Jiang Ping felt a sudden enlightenment. The young man in front of him taught him something, and the knot in his heart was also opened by him.

"No, I am willing to recognize you as my younger brother and be able to be my younger brother. This is the blessing I have cultivated in my previous life."

Jiang Ping was a little excited. If she hadn't been concerned about the many Japanese puppet troops around her, she would have really taken the young man around her into her arms.

"Sister, is it true?" After hearing her words, Wu Xiaoqi's eyes were emitting light, and his face was even more energetic. This seemingly heartless young man actually completely ignored the Japanese and traitors and the possible dangers in such an occasion.

"You two, come here."

Before Jiang Ping could respond to Wu Xiaoqi, she heard a violent voice. Looking around, a traitor was pointing at them not far away. This sentence was exactly what he called.

"Sister, it's our turn, let's go." Wu Xiaoqi took the lead and even though the hand that held her was small, it was so strong in Jiang Ping's heart.
Chapter completed!