Mr. Qiu and Nie Jinfeng walked on the bumpy mountain forest path, taking one deep step and one shallow step.

"Take a break."

Elder Qiu looked at Nie Jinfeng, who was sweating profusely, and said, "We have been walking for a whole day and night. Even a strong body can't stand it."

"I can still bear it!"

Nie Jinfeng said while panting.

She was about to see her son, so she would not stop even if it was just one mountain, let alone ten.

After all, she has been walking this road for more than thirty years, almost forty years.

"I'll carry you."

Mr. Qiu stood in front of Nie Jinfeng.

"Go away!"

Nie Jinfeng refused, "You are not as good as me now!"

Mr. Qiu seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

If you want to use the tactic of inflicting pain on yourself, you must use it to the end, otherwise if it is exposed, you will be the one who suffers.

"I still have my Qinggong skills."

He said.

Nie Jinfeng glared at him: "Then hurry up! Go find your son first!"

Mr. Qiu: “…”

Master Qiu used the unique skills he learned from his apprentice and said shamelessly: "I can't see clearly at night, it's not good for me to walk alone at night."

After crossing the mountain, the two came to a quiet little village.

There are not many farmers here, only about twenty or so.

Because it was late at night, everyone was asleep, only a few puppies in the village were barking.

Old Qiu went to each house one by one and was scolded by the aunties, uncles and aunties who had woken him up.

This was the first time that the most mysterious master of Qianshan Island had been treated like this.

Even in the tribes that once lived in seclusion in southern Xinjiang, no villager dared to mess with him. They all treated him as a monster and would take a detour when they saw him. How could they dare to curse him?

Mr. Qiu was very polite.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"snort!"

An old lady slammed the door hard, hitting Mr. Qiu in the face.

Mr. Qiu was frustrated and looked embarrassed.

Nie Jinfeng wanted to laugh.

"Laugh," said Mr. Qiu, "You don't have to hold it in."

Nie Jinfeng said seriously: "There is still one family left."

This is the last one.

Nie Jinfeng's mood suddenly became gloomy.

Ji Wanru gave clues in four places in total, and this was the last one. If they couldn't find it, their son might never be found again.

With a nervous mood, the two came to the last house.

Mr. Qiu slowly raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

An old voice came from inside the house.

"I'm here to look for someone. Is there a person named Dongsheng here?"

"Are you looking for Dongsheng?"

The old and hoarse voice fell, and the sound of someone getting up was heard in the house again.

Nie Jinfeng and Mr. Qiu were instantly so nervous that they were almost at their throats.

Could this Dongsheng be their son?

The dilapidated wooden door was opened from the inside, and an old man with a hunched back and gray hair looked at the two of them with empty eyes, trying to see their appearance clearly.

He is about the same age as Mr. Qiu, but he is already very old and frail, and is not as good as a martial artist who is still in good shape.

Mr. Qiu politely bowed and said, "Yes, we are here to find Dongsheng."

"Who are you?" the old man asked in a hoarse voice.

Old Qiu said, "We have a son who was born more than 30 years ago. He was taken away as soon as he was born. His name is Dongsheng."

"ah……"

The old man thought for a while, as if recalling something, "Thirty-seven or thirty-eight years, right?"

The eyes of Qiu Lao and Nie Jinfeng lit up! "That's right!"

Nie Jinfeng said.

The old man said, "There is a child named Dongsheng, who was brought back by my eldest brother."

The old man said, "He's gone."

"Gone?" Nie Jinfeng was stunned.

"He was taken away by a young man..." the old man said, looking Qiu up and down, "If he is still alive now, he is about your age."

Mr. Qiu asked, "Do you know who that person is?"

The old man shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know. He gave my eldest brother a large sum of gold. I was a little puzzled at the time. Whose child is so valuable? I asked if he was the child's biological father? He said no."

Nie Jinfeng asked hurriedly: "Then... do you still remember what he looks like?"

The old man shook his head again and sighed, "Dongsheng was only six or seven years old when he was taken away. Thirty years have passed. I have only met him once and I don't remember what he looks like."

Nie Jinfeng had a strong premonition at this moment that Dongsheng was her son!

But who took him away? Where did he go? The clues that she had found with so much difficulty were interrupted here! Nie Jinfeng felt heartbroken.

Mr. Qiu was also very sad, but they couldn't both of them collapse.

He calmed down and comforted Nie Jinfeng, "Jinfeng, the child is still alive, he was just taken away. We will continue to look for him, and we will find Dongsheng one day."

Nie Jinfeng could no longer hold back her tears, "But the world is so big... where can I find him? I'm afraid I won't live to see that day..."

Mr. Qiu thought of two intelligence giants: Zhuge Qing and Luosha.

Qiu Lao said: "Let's go to Da Zhou."

Nie Jinfeng nodded with tears in her eyes.

"Excuse me."

After Mr. Qiu finished speaking to the old man, he supported Nie Jinfeng and turned to leave.

"Ah, wait! I remember now. When Dongsheng was four years old, he followed my eldest brother to the mountain to collect firewood. We accidentally encountered a pack of wolves. The wolf bit him on the back and he fell down the mountain. This big scar was left behind."

The old man gestured and said, "The child has probably changed his name. He will no longer be called Dongsheng, but with such a big scar, there is no way we can make a mistake in finding the child."

Mr. Qiu bowed deeply: “Thank you!” -Wei Family.

The saint was lying in the room and sleeping. In her dream, she saw one string of candied haws, two strings of candied haws, and three strings of candied haws.

Suddenly, a slight noise woke her up.

She opened her eyes, looked up at the ceiling, then rushed out of the tent and used her lightness skills to leap onto the roof.

Wei Ting also woke up. He first heard strange footsteps, and then heard the movements of the saint.

He glanced at Su Xiaoxiao who was sleeping soundly, and Wei Xiaobao who was lying beside Su Xiaoxiao with his eyes wide open and sucking his fingers quietly, and did not chase after him.

The saint's martial arts skills are already very high, and she is almost unbeatable outside Qianshan Island.

But surprisingly, the opponent cleverly avoided the attack wielded by the saint lady's whip.

Saint: “Hmm?”

The saint shot out a silver needle.

The other party turned around and the silver needle hit the tile with a clang!

“Someone!”

Peony Pavilion, Yunshuang said vigilantly.

Jiang Guanchao had also discovered it long ago, but he was not in a hurry because the other party was being forced by the saint to come to their yard.

Their aura has reached the point where it can be completely restrained.

The other party thought it was an empty yard, but when he got closer, he found two people sitting on the roof.

The man in black was startled! Jiang Guanchao struck out with a palm, and the man in black tried to dodge, but how could the attack of the leader of the assassin alliance be so easy to dodge?

The man in black was knocked away on the spot and fell heavily from the roof.

However, what was strange was that the man in black clearly fell down, but did not land on the ground. Instead, he disappeared!

Jiang Guanchao frowned slightly.

Yun Shuang also frowned: "What Kung Fu?"

Jiang Guanchao said: "Fusang secret technique."

As soon as he finished speaking, a breath of air came from the sky and headed straight for Yun Shuang's back.

Jiang Guanchao pulled Yunshuang over and hit her with his other palm.

At this moment, the other party's figure disappeared again.

When he appeared again, he was already behind Jiang Guanchao.

Dealing with Yunshuang was just a feint, his real target was Jiang Guanchao.

With a swish sound, his ninja sword chopped Jiang Guanchao's back.

Jiang Guanchao's clothes were torn, revealing his strong and muscular back.

At almost the same moment, Jiang Guanchao turned sideways, clamped the opponent's blade with his fingertips, and broke it with a clang!

Jiang Mengzhu's figure is also amazing

(End of this chapter)