Before Song Baoling could ask anything, Yaya flew out and rubbed Qiao Mengsong's face intimately.

Qiao Mengsong was a little surprised when he saw Yaya, "Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to find Yu Zikong?"

"Yu Zikong?" Song Baoling and Lian Jiao said in unison.

Qiao Mengsong saw that they reacted so strangely, so he didn't understand, "Do you know each other?"

"You are not Yu Zikong's master, right?" Song Baoling felt enlightened. It was probably because Yaya was so excited when she smelled Qiao Mengsong on her body.

Song Baoling lit up Yaya's head, "Dog nose!"

Lian Jiao had long admired her and thought that Yu Zikong's master was the kind of white-bearded old man, but she didn't expect that she looked so young.

Not only is he good at medical skills, but he is also so powerful in martial arts.

At this time, Wan Wei and others also arrived at the scene and were shocked to see the scene in front of them.

"Who are you?" Wan Wei asked without hesitation, his tone with a little hostility.

Qiao Mengsong raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it good to ask this when I come up?"

Wan Wei snorted coldly and said arrogantly: "I care if you are good or not, you snatched our prey!"

"Pret?" Qiao Mengsong pointed lazily at the corpse of the insect behind him, then looked at the expressions of Wan Wei and others, and laughed.

Wan Wei and others held the sword. Although they didn't know what he was laughing at, they obviously didn't take them seriously.

Qiao Mengsong closed his voice and looked at them, with a contemptuous tone, "Are you his prey or your prey? You may add up... it's not enough to plug it into the gap."

Song Baoling knew how Yu Zikong's slutty personality came about.

"Dare you looking down on me?" Wan Wei retorted dissatisfiedly, his hand was ready for attack, but he was not moving for a long time.

If you can kill the desert red worm with one blow, your martial arts must be above them. Although they stood far away just now, the general situation can still be seen.

He kept shouting, but no one dared to go first.

On the other hand, Qiao Mengsong leisurely opened the fan and fanned the air, which was in sharp contrast with their tight state.

Qiao Mengsong said lazily, "I look down on you? Sorry, I can't let go of someone like you in my eyes. As for this... ugly bug? I don't want it, but I don't give it to you."

Wan Wei's face turned red after being stabbed, and he didn't dare to let go of Qiao Meng, so he turned his gaze to Song Baoling.

"Okay, I won't bother you about this desert red worm. Can these two women give me the same ones?"

Wan Wei said it for granted, and Song Baoling's eyes turned cold, "Is this nature exposed? Give up your heart."

Lian Jiao was also disgusted by Wan Wei's words, "Are you disgusted?"

"Dare you dare to think I'm disgusted?" Wan Wei narrowed his eyes, glanced at Lian Jiao up and down in a despicable way, and urged Qiao Mengsong, "Hey, I'll tell me whether you agree or not?"

Qiao Mengsong put away the fan and hit the palm of his hand rhythmically, neither light nor heavy, and his tone was slightly cool, "It depends on whether you have the ability."

Wan Wei gritted his teeth. Of course he didn't have the ability, otherwise he would have been there long ago. He still had to talk nonsense to him here?

He could only take a step back and give up, and for the sake of face, he said something harsh, "I will give it to you this time, and you will not have such good luck next time."

After saying that, he took several other teammates to retreat. Before leaving, Chuchu walked at the end intentionally. Looking back, his eyes were filled with admiration.

Although Qiao Mengsong is difficult to distinguish between male and female, she is more like a man in both her feeling and her strength just now.

Chuchu was a little moved, but she still couldn't live without Wan Wei and the others, so she could only give up talking to Qiao Mengsong.

Qiao Mengsong seemed to see through her thoughts, threw a charming look and hit Chuchu's heart.

"Chuchu, why are you doing there in a daze? Why don't you leave?" Wan Wei urged, his tone becoming impatient.

Chu Chu turned around reluctantly, and Song Baoling rolled his eyes helplessly. Yu Zikong was just a mean person and would not provoke peach blossoms everywhere.

After walking away, Qiao Mengsong withdrew his gaze and looked at the pliers on the ground and smiled, "Are you two hungry?"

"Hungry." The two guessed what Qiao Mengsong was going to do, and took the initiative to help raise the grill in his package.

Qiao Mengsong's mouth was very picky, and except for the pliers, he only took a small part of the flesh from the desert red worm.

"Can't other parts of the meat be eaten?" Lianjiao felt a little regretful.

Qiao Mengsong smiled and said, "It's OK to eat, but I don't like it."

"So that's it. By the way, I don't know your name yet. I just know that you are Yu Zikong's master."

Qiao Mengsong hesitated for a moment and even told her real name.

Lianjiao also said her name, Qiao Mengsong nodded, and Song Baoling gave Lianjiao a small portion of the baked one.

Qiao Mengsong looked at her face and asked, "What's your name?"

"Song Baoling."

When Qiao Mengsong heard this name, he was stunned for a moment and quickly returned to his usual appearance.

"Then you and my old friend look quite destined to be together, even the surname is the same."

Song Baoling smiled and said, "The surname Song is quite common, it's a coincidence."

Although she said this, she couldn't help but feel a little strange in her heart. She remembered the woman who had only heard of others but had never seen before.

According to my grandmother, her mother loved her very much and even wanted to give birth to her despite the opposition of the whole family, and she lost her name because of this.

She knew that her mother had been sad for a long time when she died of dysfunction, and Song Mochuan had not returned yet.

She always hears Li calling her a disaster star and telling her that she killed her mother, so Song Mochuan also hates her and refuses to like her.

Later, my grandmother found out, and she scolded Li, thinking that she was still young and was not suitable for knowing these things, so she only mentioned it in a vague way.

But she didn't know that this made Song Baoling believe in Li's words and was sad for a long time. It was not until she grew up that she figured out a lot.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Lian Jiao saw that she was so confused that she interrupted her thoughts.

Song Baoling shook his head and asked, "My mother is not surnamed Song, right?"

"In theory, a woman should change her surname when she marrys her husband, but it seems that the wife has not changed her name, so I don't know the specific reason."

Lianjiao only heard from the servants that when she came to the Marquis's mansion, her wife had passed away for many years.

The death of her mother has always been a scar in Song Baoling's heart. She rarely mentions her mother in the Hou's Mansion, and even deliberately avoids this topic.

If possible, she would like to meet her mother, that gentle woman.

Qiao Mengsong curled the corners of his lips, "By the way, aren't you with Yu Zikong and the others? Are you going to find him?"

Song Baoling lifted his eyelids, "Do you know where they are?"

"I don't know, but it won't take long if I want to find it." Qiao Mengsong said confidently.

Lian Jiao looked at the boundless desert and felt a little exaggerated, "How long did you say it?"
Chapter completed!