Is there any secret behind this that he doesn't know?

"Someone is here!"

Just as Shen Qiu was thinking, the junior sister suddenly stood up and looked behind her. Chen Qiu also stood up. Sure enough, the faint shouting was coming along the wind.

"Chen Qiu! Qingqing! Are you here?"

It was the voice of a low man, quite imposing, echoing in the wind, and the sound was actually condensed and undispersed, and it was so far away, like a loud horn shouting.

Qingqing and Shen Qiu looked at each other, and they hid quietly in the woods with a tacit understanding.

After a moment, the sound became clearer.

"Come out quickly! I'm Chabao!"

"It's you Uncle Chabao! Come out quickly! I'm here to save you! Stop hiding!"

Hearing this voice, Qingqing immediately became happy.

She was about to rush out of the woods after putting on her shoes, but was pulled by Chen Qiu, who asked in a low voice:

"Who is that?"

"It's Uncle Chabao!"

Fan Qingqing said to Chen Qiu with a serious face:

"It's the master's sworn brother, the hero on the 65th place in the Jianghu people list, Feng Lei pointed at Cha Bao."

"Chabao?"

Chen Qiu narrowed his eyes.

There is indeed this person in his memory.

Every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I would go to Suzhou to drink and chat with Master Lu Buji. The two were sworn brothers who became sworn brothers in their early years, and Uncle Chabao's martial arts skills are much higher than those of Master.

He also made a name for himself in Luoyang and was a true senior in the world.

"Is he trustworthy?"

Chen Qiu asked again.

“Creditable!”

Qingqing nodded and said:

"I sent a letter to him before my master searching for the immortal traces this time, but Uncle Chabao was delayed by some things in Luoyang."

"Walk!"

When Chen Qiu heard this, he immediately grabbed Qingqing's hand and pulled her into the depths of the forest.

The junior sister struggled and asked:

"Senior brother, what are you doing? Uncle Chabao is outside. If we meet him, we don't have to be afraid of the thieves of the Northern Dynasty. He has a strong martial arts skills and can protect us from returning to Suzhou."

"Listen to me!"

Chen Qiu pushed Qingqing into the depths of the forest, he said:

"It was so heavy last night that the footprints we left had long been washed away."

"Although this place is not far from where we were in danger, it is not close. He found him all the way and wanted to avoid the North Korean dog thieves. He happened to find us?"

"You don't think about it. The three of us masters and apprentices came to this huge Taihang Mountain to find something. How could the Northern Dynasties know about such a secret matter? And we also set up an ambush..."

Qingqing was not stupid. She was awakened by Chen Qiu Dian, and fear immediately appeared on her face.

"Silly girl, be careful!"

Chen Qiu reached out and knocked Qingqing's little head, stuffed the stick with a dagger in her hand into her hand, and looked back and saw footsteps sounding outside the forest.

He was injured and couldn't run fast, but at this moment he was very calm. He grabbed the hilt of the knife in his hand. At this time, the cold weapon gave him a sense of peace of mind.

Although he doesn't know how to use a knife, he can at least strengthen his courage with a sharp weapon in his hand.

He said to Qingqing:

"Run apart! Go around the forest and go to the mountains!"

"Senior brother, I..."

Qingqing wanted to say something, but after being pushed by Chen Qiu, she stopped talking. She turned around and grabbed the stick and rushed into the forest, like a little rabbit running away.

Chen Qiu grabbed the knife and ran out to the other side.

A few minutes later, Chen Qiu walked around a big tree and was about to climb up when he heard a thunder sound behind him. The whistling sound of wind made his hair stand up, and he pulled out his knife and chopped it behind him.

But the next moment, the rising fingers walked around the dancing blade, like a butterfly passing through a flower, gently tapping on Shen Qiu's wrist. The young man's wrist felt numb, and the Yanling Knife immediately came out.

He was hit by that finger, and his whole body took several steps back under the eccentric force, and fell to the ground in a mess.

The Yanling Knife, which was knocked out, rotated in the air for several weeks and was inserted in front of Chen Qiu's eyes.

Chen Qiu's face reflected on the snow-white blade.

A pale face.

And panic-eyed eyes.

"Oh, this isn't Xiao Qiu'er."

The previous voice sounded beside Shen Qiu. He turned around and saw a man who was nearly 2 meters tall stretching out his hand towards him.

The big man was strong in blue, wearing a strong suit, wearing a thousand-layer cloth shoes, wearing black gloves decorated with iron pieces, and a big bald head. He also had an old wound on his cheeks. He looked quite fierce.

In those pair of copper bells, the gentleness of the elders was all over the eyes.

There was also a smile of relief on his dark face.

It was as if he had really found his brother's disciple and wanted to save him from danger.

However, the smile fell into Shen Qiu's eyes and looked ferocious no matter how you looked.

"I've found your master."

The black man reached out to grab Chen Qiu's wrist, just like he was carrying a small chicken, easily grabbed him from the ground, and then reached out to pat the dust on Chen Qiu's body.

With a hint of regret and worry, he said to Chen Qiu:

"Your master escaped, and the group of Northern Dynasties dog thieves failed to keep him. I met him at Taihang Mountain Pass. He was seriously injured. I beg me to save you two."

"Now I'm here, Xiao Qiuer, don't worry, uncle is not afraid of those trash."

Feng Lei pointed at Cha Bao as if he was a loyal person. He reached out and patted his strong chest and said to Chen Qiu:

"I will definitely protect you and Qingqing to return to Suzhou safely and meet with your master. Speaking of which, what about Qingqing?"

He looked around and saw Qingqing's figure, and then asked with a serious look:

"Are you separated from her?"

"Yes, uncle, I am separated from my junior sister."

Chen Qiu lowered his head, tried hard to suppress his rapid breathing, and answered respectfully:

"My junior sister and I were forced by the Northern Dynasties and fell off the cliff. I was looking for her."

"Yeah?"

Cha Bao's bronze bell eyes looked at Shen Qiu for a moment. He sniffed and smelled the bloody smell. Then he reached out and pulled Chen Qiu's clothes away and saw the cloth strips wrapped around Chen Qiu's waist and the wound.

"You're injured."

Cha Bao frowned, took out a small porcelain bottle from the cloth bag around his waist, and handed it to Chen Qiu, and he said:

"This has to be taken care of easily, otherwise it will leave hidden injuries. I have the best golden sore medicine here, so you can use it."

"As for Qingqing..."

Cha Bao pondered for a moment, looked at the other side of the forest, and said:

"Let me find it together, Xiao Qiuer, as an elder, I must protect you, this is what your master means. But what your master has raised from the ancient tomb is in your hands, or..."

This question made Chen Qiu's fingers tremble.

He had thousands of thoughts in his heart, pursed his lips, and looked at Chabao's left hand on his shoulder.

The iron piece inlaid at the top of the black glove was less than an inch away from his neck.

This is a question that is given, if you answer it wrong, it's over.

Chen Qiu took a deep breath and said:

"I took it with me, but it was inconvenient to walk, so I buried it."

He raised his head, with a gratitude only on his weak face, and he said to Chabao, who was staring at him:
Chapter completed!