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"The boss's son?"

Ye Erniang was stunned. She glanced at Duan Yu strangely, then thought about the appearance of her boss, and she was immediately in disbelief.

"Of course he won't tell you this kind of thing."

Jiang Fengyu chuckled.

His eyes were half-squinted, and he held the bottle of wine in his hand, shaking it gently, "Duan Yanqing was once the crown prince of Dali. He was hunted down by many parties before he became the ugly person he is now."

Next to him, Duan Yu's expression changed slightly after hearing this.

Naturally, he had heard of such a past event.

However, I never knew that Duan Yanqing, the leader of the Four Evil Men, was actually the former crown prince of Dali!

"I don't care about this!"

Ye Erniang shook her head.

She stared at Jiang Fengyu and said word by word: "I just want to know where my son is!"

"I find you very unpleasant."

Jiang Fengyu had no expression on his face. He took a sip of wine and glanced at Ye Erniang indifferently, "Of course it doesn't matter if you kill someone, but what you killed was an infant. I haven't killed you now, so It’s already pretty good.”

"I……"

Ye Erniang's expression changed several times.

After a long time, she gritted her teeth and said: "I know you have deep inner strength and must be very strong in martial arts. I can't beat you. If you can tell me where my son is, when I find him, I will commit suicide without you having to do anything." !”

"good."

Jiang Fengyu nodded.

"Young hero, no! This villain's words cannot be trusted!" On the side, Zuo Zimu's face changed drastically and he hurriedly warned.

"Do you need to control how I do things?"

Jiang Fengyu glanced at him coldly.

"I...don't dare."

Zuo Zimu turned pale and hurriedly lowered his head.

"snort."

Jiang Fengyu snorted coldly, turned to Ye Erniang and said, "Your son and your old lover are in the same place now."

Ye Erniang was stunned.

She hesitated for a while and then said hesitantly: "Shaolin Temple?"

"kindness."

Jiang Fengyu nodded slightly, "His name is Xu Zhu."

"Thank you, sir!"

Ye Erniang bowed solemnly to Jiang Fengyu. She knew that Jiang Fengyu was definitely not lying, because there were very few people in the world who knew who her lover was.

"no need to thank me."

Jiang Fengyu sneered and said, "Remember what you said. Otherwise, if I take action, you won't be the only one who will die."

Ye Erniang laughed miserably and said, "Young Master doesn't need to do anything."

The words just fell.

As soon as she moved, she flew towards the distance.

Obviously, he couldn't wait to go to the Shaolin Temple to see his son.

In fact, the reason why she became like this is precisely because she became so sick because of missing her son!

On the side, Duan Yu's expression changed.

He looked at Jiang Fengyu and then at Ye Erniang's retreating figure, obviously struggling in his heart.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth, turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Brother Jiang, is everything you said true?"

Zhong Ling glanced at Duan Yu's back, his eyes rolling with deep curiosity and confusion.

"real."

Jiang Fengyu nodded.

He raised his head and stared at Zhong Ling, his eyes twinkling slightly.

"Brother Jiang, why are you looking at me like this?" Zhong Ling blushed.

"Why……"

Jiang Fengyu sighed in his heart.

This girl is innocent by nature. If I tell her the truth now, I am afraid it will be difficult to accept it for a while.

"That's all, let's talk about it later."

After a moment, Jiang Fengyu looked away.

at this time.

The food has been brought here, and the aroma is permeating the air. It is obvious that the Wuliang Sword Sect has also put in the effort.

"Young hero, please!"

Zuo Zimu stretched out his hand and spoke respectfully.

Jiang Fengyu felt very hungry at this time, so he didn't say anything more, just sat on the seat and had a big meal.

…

After having enough wine and food, the two left the Wuliang Sword Sect.

"Brother Jiang, where are we going?"

Zhong Ling held Jiang Fengyu's arm and said with a smile, as if I would follow you wherever you go.

"Tianshan, Misty Peak." Jiang Fengyu said calmly.

In fact, there are not many people he is interested in nowadays.

One is Tianshan Tonglao, the other is Li Qiu Shui, and both of them are members of the Xiaoyao Sect!

As for the others, the one that interests Jiang Fengyu the most is the sweeping monk.

This person is really too mysterious.

If calculated by time, the sweeping monk and Xiaoyaozi's son are from the same era, but what kind of person is Xiaoyaozi? With the help of nature, even his disciple Tianshan Tonglao can rejuvenate his youth, let alone himself!

Therefore, Jiang Fengyu has always suspected that the sweeping monk is Xiaoyaozi himself.

"correct."

Suddenly, something moved in his heart.

Speaking of Xiaoyaozi, Jiang Fengyu thought of another peerless figure - Dugu Qiubai!

Calculating carefully, Dugu Qiubei has died a long time ago. According to what Jin Yong once said in an essay, Dugu Qiubei was a figure from the Sui and Tang Dynasties. In this way, the divine eagle should already be guarding his sword tomb on that mountain!

"Having lived for such a long time, the eagle will become a spirit soon, right?" Jiang Fengyu's eyes twitched slightly.

He suddenly remembered his beast control technique.