Chapter 4856 Wrong Look

That man was in his prime, muscular and well-defined. He could not be said to be good-looking, but he was definitely a tough guy.

And that old woman, with white hair and wrinkled face, not to mention her age, and it seems that she doesn't have long life to live.

However, the two get along like a husband and wife, with affection and tenderness in their demeanor.

From a distance, Song Mier couldn't quite hear what they said, but Feng Jiu clearly heard what they said. It was an ordinary relationship in the quiet years, with warmth and affection in the ordinary , in order to enter the expectations of life and the future.

She could not help but look at the two people who were hugged by the man and leaned their heads on the man's chest. Based on her cultivation, it can be seen that this man's bone age is not young, but because of his strength and cultivation, he can maintain the appearance of a middle-aged person.

And the old woman lacked confidence in her words, she should have fatal internal injuries, and it was already at the last moment. From her breath, it could be seen that she only had three to five months to live at most. up.

However, facing such an old woman with a faded face, the man had a gentle face and affectionate eyes. I have to say that her heart was a little shaken.

This is definitely a pair of true love.

"Sister, isn't that old woman the middle-aged man's mother? Why are you still hugging her?" Song Mi'er looked strange and couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"It looks like they should be husband and wife." Feng Jiu said, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

Hearing this, Song Mier was stunned for a moment, looked at the two people who were leaning on each other in front, but didn't ask any more, but looked around, and said, "Sister, we have searched all over this mountain, we just There is only this thatched hut and this couple here, and we haven't seen the mansion of the iron-bone refiner, so, did we find the wrong place?"

"Just ask and you'll know." Feng Jiu said, walking forward.

The middle-aged man did not notice that there were people around because Feng Jiu suppressed the aura of the two of them before. At this time, as Feng Jiu and the two approached, the middle-aged man who was hugging the old woman frowned and turned his head. He looked at the people coming and going.

"Both, excuse me." Feng Jiu smiled apologetically.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The man asked, standing up and staring at the two.

Song Mier smiled and said, "Uncle, we want to ask, is the Iron Bone Refiner at the top of the mountain? We searched around but couldn't find anyone."

"There is no refiner here, you have found the wrong place." The man said, putting away the teapot and cups, and was about to take the old woman back.

Feng Jiu's eyes fell on the hoe beside him, and her eyes flickered slightly.

The old lady showed a gentle smile to the two of them apologetically, but said nothing, and let the man lead her back.

"Sister, he said that there is no craftsman here! Did we really find the wrong place?" Song Mier's eyes fell on the two people who left, and then looked at the simple hut not far away, wrinkled Frowning thoughtfully.

Feng Jiu smiled slightly, and said: "No, I didn't find a mistake, this is here." She said, walking slowly, following behind the two of them, while looking at the vegetables growing in their fields.

Song Mier didn't know why, but she didn't ask, but followed and came to Feng Jiu's side.