This is Chu Shaoyang's child.
But Chu Shaoyang didn't even look at the child.
But he took her and the flesh and blood in her belly.
A month has passed.
Chu Shaoyang and Shen Ning were nowhere to be found.
Mo Chuan sent out all the people he could to look for it, but like looking for a needle in a haystack, no news came back.
As time passed, the hope in Mo Chuan's heart was gradually extinguished.
But he won't give up.
Ning'er, no matter what, I will definitely find you even if I spend my whole life looking for you!
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Flowers bloom and fall, flowers fall and flowers bloom.
Five years later.
There was a sound of horse hooves on the rugged mountain road.
A carriage with an oilcloth and green hood appeared on the mountain road. The carriage was not traveling too fast or too slowly.
Suddenly, several burly men jumped out from the thorns and lined up in front of the carriage.
"Bah!"
"I opened this mountain and planted this tree!"
"If you want to pass by here, leave money to buy it!"
"No, there are bandits!"
As soon as the coachman saw several bright machetes, he suddenly became weak and jumped out of the carriage with his head in his hands, trembling into a ball.
But there was still no movement in the carriage.
It's like there's no one inside.
Several Jie Dao people became impatient and read the lines they just said aloud again.
There was still no movement in the carriage.
"Boss, is there no one in the car?" A bandit with a deer-headed and rat-like eyes couldn't help but mutter.
The leader of the bandits was a one-eyed dragon with a prominent chest and a protruding belly. His chest was covered with black hair. He held a nine-ring machete in his hand that made a squeaking sound.
"There is someone. Look at the imprint of this carriage on the mountain road. There must be someone there." He glanced at the wheels of the carriage and said firmly.
"Boss is wise!" The bandit flattered him.
Another bandit shouted again: "If the people in the carriage pretend to be dead again, don't blame us for being rude!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a milky voice.
"You're welcome, what do you mean?"
The curtain of the car was raised, and a little boy of four or five years old got out of the car. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at the bandits blocking the road in front of him.
The little boy was so cute, with a round, pink and tender face, like a good hair cake, and his skin was so tender that people couldn't help but want to take a bite when they saw it.
The two eyes are black, big, bright and round. They are braided into a sky-high braid and tied with a red rope, dangling above the head.
All the bandits were stunned and looked at each other.
The rat-eyed bandit said in surprise: "Boss, why is there a kid in the car?"
The bandit boss rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Ask me, who should I ask!"
He glared at the little boy and quickly turned around the boy's face. His eyes fell on a jade lock worn around the little boy's neck, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Kid, give me the jade lock around your neck, and I will let you go. Otherwise, hum! This tree is your role model!"
He raised the knife and dropped it, and a branch was chopped to the ground.
"Boss, that's awesome!"
"Boss's nine-ring sword deserves its reputation!"
"Blow your hair and break it off!"
All the bandits were flattering.
The bandit boss shook the knife proudly, causing the ring on the back of the knife to squeak.
"Kid, did you see it?"
He stretched out his big black hairy hand.
The little boy blinked and looked at him with a confused expression: "Black Pig, your knife dance is very beautiful. It is much more beautiful than the dancers on the street. Can you show me another dance?"