Three days later, both the old man and the child had recovered. During these three days, everything was calm. Although Ding Sheng was a little surprised by this, he didn't take it to heart.
"Brother Ding, I think it's okay to take them away and place them away from Nancheng?" Song Feng supported the old man and took the children into Ding Sheng's room.
Seeing that the two of them looked better, Ding Sheng nodded and said, "Well, we are going to Tianyu Mountain anyway, so we are on the way. I just wonder if this uncle has relatives elsewhere?"
"The little old man has lost his family..." The old man's expression darkened, and he shook his head slightly. Then he saw that Ding Sheng had a kind look on his face and had not asked any questions since they met. He couldn't help but said gratefully, "Little old man, thank you in advance."
Thank you for saving my life, Qier, come and see my benefactor."
After saying that, the old man took the child and knelt down. Ding Sheng quickly stepped forward and supported him: "It doesn't have to be like this, it doesn't have to be like this... It's just a small effort, don't take it to heart."
The old man raised his eyes and looked at Ding Sheng, as if he wanted to remember his appearance deeply in his mind. After a long time, he sighed deeply and told the child beside him: "The little old man is old, so let me
If this child kowtows to you, you must not give in, otherwise we will feel uneasy."
After saying that, without waiting for Ding Sheng to say more, he asked the child to kowtow three times to Ding Sheng.
Taking a closer look, Ding Sheng realized that the child was originally a girl with a delicate face. But judging from her figure, she must have been short of food and clothing for a long time, and her complexion was withered.
Since the two of them were homeless, it was very pitiful. Ding Sheng could not help but turn to Song Feng and said, "Brother Song, I wonder if your family still has some servants now?"
Song Feng was stunned for a moment, then understood immediately, nodded happily and said: "Well, the family seems to be recruiting people recently. I can recommend them to the manager, but I don't know if the old man is willing to go..."
"Yes, yes. The little old man is now ruined and has nowhere to go. I hope the young master will take him in..." The old man was overjoyed when he saw Song Feng speaking.
"I just don't know if the family will accept it..." Song Feng hesitated slightly. Obviously, his status in the family was not very high and he had no right to make a decision.
"That's okay. Your young master's name is Song Wansong?" Ding Sheng said with a faint smile.
"Well, yes." Song Feng nodded.
"That's enough. You can talk to your young master when the time comes and just say that this old man and the child were introduced by me, Ding Sheng." Ding Sheng said with a mysterious smile.
"Brother Ding knows our young master?" Song Feng suddenly asked in surprise.
"Well, your young master and I were both disciples of the Tianyuan Sect, so we know each other." Ding Sheng said about the Tianyuan Sect, his face could not help but shrink slightly, but he recovered in an instant.
"Tian Yuan Sect?" Song Feng was confused again, then tilted his head and thought for a long time. Suddenly his eyes lit up, he raised his head and looked at Ding Sheng, and said happily, "Brother Ding, could it be that you are the Tian Yuan that the young master often talks about?"
The young genius disciple who won first place in the sect’s fifty-year competition?”
This time, it was Ding Sheng's turn to be stunned for a moment, then smiled and said nothing.
Seeing Ding Sheng's appearance, Song Feng naturally knew that Ding Sheng was the genius boy that the young master Song Wansong often mentioned. He defeated all the young elite disciples of Tianyuan Sect at the age of sixteen, but in the end he was inexplicably made a rebel by Tianyuan Sect.
name, and was expelled from the mountain gate from then on.
"Brother Ding, I didn't expect you to be the most outstanding genius disciple in the history of Tianyuan Sect. I'm disrespectful!" Song Feng's face was full of admiration at this moment. He originally thought that the young master was the most powerful young cultivator.
Unexpectedly, there was a more powerful person than the young master, and this person appeared right in front of him, and he was so humble and peaceful.
If this was not seen and confirmed with one’s own eyes, who would be able to see it?
"It's just, why did Yuanzong treat Brother Ding like this that day? I heard from the young master that this matter seems to be complicated, I don't know..." Song Feng knew something from Song Wansong's mouth, and he couldn't help but ask at this moment
come out.
In response, Ding Sheng just shook his head slightly, then changed the subject and said, "Well, since your young master is Senior Brother Song Wansong, I think there should be no problem with this matter, right?"
"Well, there is absolutely no problem." Song Feng patted his chest this time and assured.
After the two discussed, they took the old man and the child and left the inn.
The long street is deep, with fallen leaves falling. A gust of wind blows, full of desolate autumn mood.
As soon as Ding Shenggang and them came to the street, his expression changed and he stretched out his hand to stop them: "Someone is here to cause trouble, you take them back first!"
As soon as Ding Sheng finished speaking, he heard the sound of horse hooves at the end of the long street, and the autumn wind blew up the fallen leaves all over the sky.
Ta da da!~~~
There were seven riders in total. The person coming towards them was a dark-skinned man, about thirty years old. Several others had their faces covered with black scarves and wore different styles of clothes.
"Huh?! It's actually Lin Feng?!" Song Feng couldn't help but said in shock when he saw the leading man.
"Lin Feng?!" Ding Sheng frowned slightly. He felt that the strength of the man leading him had reached the peak of the seven-star martial arts master, and even vaguely entered the realm of martial arts. Although he was riding all the way on horseback, he looked mysterious.
Calm and calm.
"It's him. He is the 49th ranked master on the Qianlong Ranking. Brother Ding, you have to be careful!" Song Feng's face turned a bit ugly. Obviously, the masters on the Qianlong Ranking are extremely intimidating.
I don't know whether it's because of the amazing momentum of these people or the bleak autumn mood, but the shops on both sides of the street are closed at this moment. A strong wind blows through, carrying a faint murderous intention!
Hey hey!~~~
The powerful horses neighed, and the seven riders stopped in unison.
"Are you the nosy person?" Lin Feng held a riding crop in his hand and pointed at Ding Sheng with a very indifferent expression.
Ding Sheng ignored it and whispered to Song Feng to take the old man and the child back to the inn. Then he walked to the long street and looked at Lin Feng from a distance: "Are you Lin Feng, the 49th master on the Qianlong List?"
Lin Feng raised his riding whip slightly to stop the other people who were about to scold him. Then he looked at Ding Sheng meaningfully, grinned and said: "Haha, interesting. It doesn't hurt to tell you, I am Lin Feng!"
After saying that, Lin Feng once again looked at the people on the left and right in amusement, then pointed the riding whip at Ding Sheng, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Now you know. Then, just give me the Martial God Picture Book, and I will consider keeping it."
You are dead!"
"Illustration of the God of War?" Ding Sheng had never heard of the Illustration of the God of War. Maybe they were looking for the old man and the child just for the so-called Illustration of the God of War. Ding Sheng didn't care about these things, and he didn't care.
Therefore, he just paused briefly and said with a smile: "Never heard of it!"
"You are looking for death!" Lin Feng's face suddenly turned ugly. He waved his hand slightly, and several others jumped up out of thin air, holding various weapons in their hands to kill Ding Sheng!