"Later, I learned that those people in black were all from the Black Crow Gate, and the purpose of their holding me hostage was to make a deal with Yang Xingtian and exchange Feng Ji with our mother and son. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Hearing Mingxin talk about the Black Crow Gate, Song Yu's heart moved, and he listened attentively.

"Although Yang Xingtian doesn't like me, I gave birth to a son for him after all. I think he will definitely take the sake of the child and hand over that vixen of Feng Ji and save our mother and son. But I didn't expect that he would ignore the life and death of our mother and son, and escape with her. ”

Jiang Liu thought secretly: "Even if Senior Yang doesn't want to hand over Feng Ji, he can't ignore his wife and children, what he did is really wrong." However, the deceased was gone, and Jiang Liu couldn't guess what Yang Xingtian was thinking at that time.

"At that time, I was very sad and desperate, he was so desperate for our mother and son, he wanted to die immediately, and he kept crying. The leader of the group of men in black was Song Nanfeng, and when he saw that I had lost my usefulness, he kicked me off the cliff. ”

"I was so disillusioned that I just thought it was better to die. Maybe God didn't allow me to die, but there were many pine trees growing on the side of the cliff, and the outstretched branches just held me up and allowed me to pick up my life. ”

At that time, I suddenly remembered the children who were still in the hands of the group of people in the Black Crow Gate, and they were determined to die, desperately climbing to the top of the mountain, but where was there still the shadow of those black-clothed people. I searched everywhere and finally found only one of the child's clothes on the top of the cliff. I thought that my children must have been killed by them, and in discouragement, I went to Changchun to become a monk. ”

Ming Xin finished saying these words in one breath, and his eyes kept staring at Song Yu. Song Yu's heart was turbulent, and he thought a lot, but his face was as calm as water. Jiang Liu saw it in his eyes, and said in his heart: "Will the head of Mingxin tell me this story?" A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, "Yes, yes, she didn't want to tell me, but to Song Yu." ”

"Master Mingxin, is there any news of your child later?" Jiang Liu asked deliberately.

Mingxin shook his head and said, "I sent people to look for him a few times, but found nothing, thinking that he was really no longer alive." I blamed all this on Yang Xingtian's ruthlessness and unrighteousness, so I tried to catch him and take him, eager to crush him to ashes. Unexpectedly, now that he is really dead, my resentment will suddenly disappear. Alas, things go to people and are not empty, so let go when it's time to put them down. ”

Jiang Liu thought that Master Mingxin was also a poor person, and listened to Song Yudao: "My master is Song Nanfeng of the Black Crow Gate. Hmph, I should be your lost child, right?"

Mingxin nodded slightly, and Song Yu said again: "I am an orphan, and the master said that my parents were killed by Shen Mingxin, a disciple of the Jiuhua Sect. Shen Mingxin is the current Mingxin Master, right? To tell the truth, I came to Jiuhua this time to avenge the murder of my father and mother. ”

Mingxin said: "Nonsense, Song Nanfeng is lying to you." He turned to Jiang Liu and said, "Jiang Shaoxia, please go and see if there is a red plum blossom birthmark on his right shoulder." ”

Song Yu was shocked when she heard this, and secretly thought: "She has never seen me, how do you know that I have a plum blossom birthmark on my shoulder, is she really mine...... Mother?" I believed what Mingxin said. Jiang Liu walked up to Song Yu and said, "Brother Song, I'm offended." Unbuttoning his coat, he found a thumb-sized plum blossom-shaped birthmark on his shoulder.

Mingxin looked at Jiang Liu nervously, although she was almost sure that this was her long-lost son, but she still needed more direct and powerful evidence to prove it. Jiang Liu nodded and gave her an affirmative answer.

Now it is finally certain that the handsome young man in front of him is his son. Excitement and excitement poured out of her heart like a flood that burst its banks, and Mingxin could no longer hide the fluctuations in her heart. She rushed over, hugged Song Yu tightly, rubbed the birthmark with her right hand, and kept muttering, "Child, child, I finally found you...... Do you know what worries my heart all these years?"

Tears of joy flowed silently, down her cheeks, and onto Song Yu's shoulders. The head of the Jiuhua faction in front of him, who was his enemy not long ago, has suddenly become his mother, this change is really too big, Song Yu seems to be unable to accept such a fact at once, and he can't say a word.

Song Yu remembered his childhood, everyone bullied him, and no one wanted to play with him. Even the master Song Nanfeng only disciplined him harshly, beat and scolded him at every turn, and never said a word to him in a gentle manner. He endured the humiliation and burden, and finally survived and gradually emerged in the Black Crow Gate. Song Yu thought to herself: "If my mother protected me when I was a child, who would dare to bully me?" Thinking of this, tears moistened his eyes and dripped down.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Liu was also happy for them, and his heart was sour, and he thought of his parents again. He sighed, quietly retreated, and closed the door. There were a group of Jiuhua disciples outside the door, and as soon as Jiang Liu walked out, everyone surrounded him and asked him this and that. A disciple asked, "Jiang Shaoxia, what happened inside?"

Another disciple also asked, "I heard the head of the sect seem to be crying, what's the matter?"

"What does the boss have to do with that assassin?"

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Jiang Liu was confused by the question, not knowing how to answer. Fortunately, Ming An came to relieve the siege and repelled his disciples. Jiang Liu had a chance to breathe, and saluted Ming'an: "Master Ming'an, the head of your faction and his long-lost son have recognized each other. ”

Ming An bowed in return and said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, good, good!" Everyone began to wonder why, but the day after tomorrow they realized that the Tsing Yi assassin was the son of the head, and they couldn't help but be in an uproar.

Jiang Liu said a few more greetings, then said goodbye and went back to the room. As he walked, he thought about Xiao Feiyan, who was going down the mountain in a negative mood, whether he should catch up with her and explain it, but as for why he wanted to explain to her, Jiang Liu himself couldn't say why.

Since he decided to go down the mountain immediately, Jiang Liu returned to his residence, cleaned up casually, and went to find Qingqing. As soon as he walked to the door of Qingqing's room, he heard a low voice from inside.

It's already late at night, who will be in her room, Jiang Liu thought to herself, and then heard a man say, "Qingqing, when will you get the beacon order?"

"The 'Beacon Order' is usually regarded as a treasure and carries it with him, so I can't do it. Sure enough, it was Qingqing's voice.

Jiang Liu's heart was shocked, and he secretly thought: "Even Qingqing has a plot against me, and I am so good to her in vain." I heard the man sneer: "People say that you are unparalleled, why can't you even get a chick?"

Qingqing said quietly: "He doesn't lie to me, and I don't have anything to do." ”

"Hmph, General Chai is already in a hurry, give you another month, if you can't get the 'Beacon Fire Order' again, you know the consequences. ”

When Jiang Liu heard this, he was angry and irritable in his heart, since Qingqing was ruthless, why should he be righteous, he turned his head and left, as for who the man in her house was, he didn't want to know, and he didn't want to care anymore.