Secondly, this change, whether good or bad, seems to be no harm to yourself and Shi Yin's niece.

On the other hand, after Zhetien and his party left the mountain village for an hour, the ghost scholar and the living king of hell took the initiative to enter the Juyi Hall. In the study room on the second floor, Qiu Buping had not yet rested.

In the swaying candlelight, this master with no trace of green forest aura in his body.

He was holding a book like an old pedan.

I just didn't shake my head and read these saints' studies.

The second head and the third head looked at each other, then took a step forward, Wu Shifeng pursed his lips and spoke on his own initiative:

"Brother, Xiao Tiegang and his friends went down the mountain."

"Um."

Qiu Buping nodded and said nothing.

As a master of the Heavenly List, in the quiet night, the movement of the group of people running wildly could not be hidden from him.

It seems that my son was indeed broken by his father's indifference.

A few days later, Pan Geng left with his friend sadly. Qiu Buping felt a little turbulent, but he was quickly suppressed.

It's OK to leave.

Although he left with resentment towards his father.

But at least one life can be saved, and there is no need to burn it with the non-city.

But Wu Shifeng's next words made Qiu Buping feel chaotic.

"Xiao Tie asked me to help him find Shen Qiu. I helped him privately. Shen Qiu appeared in Sishui. Xiao Tie and his friends probably went to save him."

"Bang"

The book in Qiu Buping's hand was thrown on the table.

He stood up and stared at Wu Shifeng with a stern look. A chill rose in this small study, and he said:

"Last brother, in my memory, you are not so meddling in other people's business!"

Wu Shifeng was a little embarrassed by murderous aura.

Liu Junshan beside him was so angry when he saw his elder brother getting angry. The bearded man hurriedly stepped forward and protected his third brother. He said to Qiu Buping sincerely:

"Brother, don't blame the third brother for being troubled. I know this, and I've also participated."

"You are naturally involved."

Qiu Buping's tone became colder, he said:

"If you don't have your permission, how could the curfew at night open the three mountain gates and let them go?

Second brother and third brother, do you think that my boss, who is indifferent to the matter, is in your way? He has to use such a trick to drive me down the mountain?"

As soon as these words were said, Liu Junshan and Wu Shifeng were disgusted at the same time. They both knelt on the ground half-kneeled, and the ghost scholar said loudly:

"Brother, don't say such heart-killing words again! Our loyalty to my brother is a lesson for the world!

But brother, you treat my brothers with sincerity, and we are not that cold-hearted person.

In the past few days, we have seen your interaction with Xiao Tie. Xiao Tie is young and ignorant, but how can we not see the elder brother's intention?"

Liu Junshan also said:

“Yes, brother.

Our Lao Liu is a rough man, and he is not as good as his third brother.

But I can also see that you clearly care for Xiao Tie, but because this is a non-city matter, you have to endure the pain and drive your parents out of the mountain!

Brother, the third brother and I have been following you for more than 20 years. Although we are not brothers, we are loyal to each other and are closer than brothers.

I know how painful you have been in the past twenty years.”

As the bearded man talked, his eyes turned red, he said:

"In the first few years, you went out to search for Xiao Tie Traces. By that year, when you went out, the village was almost broken by officers and soldiers, everyone was killed and injured, and the kidnapped even broke his leg.

Since then, you have given up on finding Xiao Tie. You have protected Feizhai for fourteen years!

Brother, now God pleads with you and sends you the little iron to the initiative, but you are not allowed to reunite with your parents and children because of us incompetent people.

How can I bear this?"

"Brother!"

Liu Junshan knelt on the ground, pressed his head to the ground, and shouted:

"You go!

Go and save Xiao Tie, and then recognize him and his father and son, and make up for his inner regrets. Don’t miss this blessing in this world because of us!"

Wu Shifeng also knelt down, just like Liu Junshan, and he said:

“What my second brother said.

Brother, I will be able to return in just five days if I go to Sishui for 300 miles. Brother, don’t worry that this is a village.

My second brother and I will fight to the death and will survive these five days.

When you return, my brothers will go to the battlefield together to fight back the Southern and Northern Dynasties, so that this is the reputation of Feizhai, and spread it for another fourteen years!”

"Brother, go! Don't waste your brother's wishes, and don't let Xiao Tie and you regret it for life!

This is the only way we can repay our elder brother's protection."

The two brothers persuaded sincerely.

These heart-wrenching words made Qiu Buping’s expression complicated.

His eyes, which were somewhat similar to the folded iron, showed all kinds of emotions.

The candlelight flashed in the room, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and Qiu Buping's face was also dark. He closed his eyes and carried his left hand on his back.

Those blood-stained memories will appear before you just close your eyes.

Fourteen years have passed.

Share family with your family, the youngest son was born, and the whole town was decorated with lights and colors.

Those blood...

Glorious blood, corpses all over the ground, his father, relatives, his wife's eyes that had lost their spirits, and the last prayer on his face.

Telling about the injustice and grievances of the enemy family.

I left myself alone and staggered forward in this cold world, but no matter how I walked, I couldn't get out of the tragic events that day.

Folding iron...

"call."

Qiu Buping breathed a sigh of relief.

He opened his eyes and said to the two brothers in front of him:

"Then the matter in this village will be entrusted to the second and third brothers."

Liu Junshan and Wu Shifeng raised their heads at the same time, and both of them were surprised.

The eldest brother made up his mind, and there was nothing in this world that could stop him from recognizing Xiao Tie.

"Brother, don't worry!"

Liu Junshan stood up, patted his broad chest hard, and said to Qiu Buping:

"As long as our old Liu is still there for a day, this is a non-city village, it will be as stable as a god!"

Wu Shifeng also closed the fan and nodded hard to the elder brother.

A moment later, a dark horse rushed out of the village of Yifan.

Qiu Buping wore a black hat with gauze hanging down around him, but he was still wearing a Confucian shirt, just hanging an eight-foot spear next to the galloping war horse astral aristocrat, wrapped in gray cloth.

"When I come back!"

In front of the village of Shifei, Qiu Buping, who was riding on the horse, turned around and said to Liu Junshan and Wu Shifeng behind him:
Chapter completed!