Just as blood was splattering on Yan Zhuo's back, a clear female voice sounded, it was Xiang'er.
When the four guardians saw Xiang'er, they were startled, and the strength in their hands weakened slightly. However, when Yan Zhuo heard Xiang'er's voice, he became energetic and strengthened, and suddenly it became a stalemate again.
"Hey, why did this little guy suddenly become so energetic?"
"Lao San, maybe your Xiang'er is his sweetheart."
"What are you talking about? You're talking nonsense just to get your mouth torn apart."
"Third brother, I think second brother is right. Otherwise, why would your granddaughter come to plead for him?"
The four guardians were talking back and forth, not caring at all about Yan Zhuo, who looked confused in front of him.
Grandfather? Granddaughter? What is the relationship between these four people and Xiang'er?
In fact, the four guardians of the Danxin Pavilion are all the older generation kings and princes of the Great Dan Kingdom. The eldest Qinglongzi is the father of the current monarch, the third Qingmaoer is Xianger's grandfather, and the other two Hexiang
The children are also blood relatives.
When the four guardians saw that Xiang'er cared so much about Yan Zhuo, they knew it well in their hearts and put away their inner energy bit by bit. Yan Zhuo felt the inner energy of the four people gradually shrinking with his palms, and he also slowly put away his energy.
Strength. Repeatedly, both sides exhausted their inner strength in an instant, and Yan Zhuo finally had a chance to breathe.
Yan Zhuo knew that the four people were showing mercy, so he was busy bowing and saluting. Seeing this, the four guardians returned the salute briefly and said: "Little guy, your kung fu is not bad." "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, we are getting old." "This little guy's kung fu is good."
Not bad, and his vision is not bad either.”
The three of the four guardians, except Qing Mao'er, all smiled when they heard this. Only Qing Mao'er stared at Yan Zhuo's face, with a gloomy expression on his face, and said nothing.
When Xiang'er saw that the fight between the two sides had stopped, he hurriedly ran to Yan Zhuo, looked at his bleeding back, his eyes turned red, and he said clearly: "How are you? Do you feel any pain?"
When the three guardians heard this, their faces turned sour and the corners of their mouths curled up. They all looked at Xiang'er and Qing Mao'er with a hint of evil smile, as if they were just watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.
"Xiang'er, men and women are not close to each other, what are you like? Where do you let grandpa put his old face? Why don't you get up soon?" Qingmao'er frowned, turned sideways, and complained in a low voice to his granddaughter.
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Xiang'er raised his chin, raised his reddish eye sockets, and said, "If it weren't for the lack of care, would Yan Zhuo have been so seriously injured? Get the Thousand-Year Blood Ganoderma lucidum to save him!"
When the three guardians heard what Xiang'er said, they laughed loudly, and said with a bad smile: "Third brother, third brother, have you seen that your Xiang'er is not as unruly as he was when he was a child, but he is considerate to others.
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Qingmao'er's face turned blue and purple, he took a sharp breath and said fiercely: "Get up, you said it's not good for you to fall in love with someone, but you have to fall in love with such a little thief, just wait for me
Call your father over here and fix you up. You even shamelessly asked me for thousand-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum!"
"Xiang'er, I'm fine. If it hadn't been for the mercy of the four seniors just now, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see you now." Yan Zhuo comforted Xiang'er, "Thanks to the mercy of the four seniors, this thousand-year-old Blood Ganoderma lucidum
I don’t have the dignity to steal it.”
After saying that, Yan Zhuo bowed to the four protectors and said, "Dare you name these four seniors?"
"We have no name or surname."
"We call you this name today, and we call you that name tomorrow. The most useless name in the world is this name."
"That's right, today we are called Qingmaoer and Qinglongzi, and tomorrow we will call them Dongfeng, West Wind and Nanfeng."
The three of them were talking like this, but Xiang'er's grandfather remained silent and had a rather unhappy look on his face.
Yan Zhuo looked at Xiang'er's grandfather with an embarrassed expression. She could only make a long bow and walk out of Danxin Pavilion. Xiang'er wanted to go with Yan Zhuo, but was stopped by her grandfather.
"Xiang'er, wait a minute, I have something to say."
When Xiang'er heard this, his cheeks puffed up, he tilted his head and looked at his grandfather, saying: "Oh."
Seeing the reaction of the grandfather and grandson, the remaining three guardians' eyebrows twitched. They suppressed the smiles at the corners of their mouths and walked towards the second floor of Danxin Pavilion.
"Third brother, let's go up first. We don't have much melon seeds and peanuts upstairs. You can ask Xiang'er to bring some."
"Eat, eat, eat! You have front teeth, so you just eat melon seeds?"
"Without front teeth, do I still have hands?"
"Okay, stop making trouble and let's go."
As the remaining three guardians went upstairs, Grandpa Xiang'er also took Xiang'er, sat on the futon, and said sincerely: "I know you are old and have reached the age of marriage, but you have to look at him when you are looking for a husband.
Character, character, this man is afraid of getting into the wrong profession, and the woman is afraid of marrying the wrong man. You see, the man just now is good-looking, but he came to Danxin Pavilion to steal things, and his conduct is not good."
"He did it for his brother. I also know his brother. He is a good man and I want to save him." Xiang'er replied patiently.
"A man who is loyal may not necessarily be good to his wife." Grandpa Xiang'er said as if he had come from the past, "Is he a descendant of Jianghu? Which sect is he from?"
"He is also very kind to me." Xiang'er said, "Well, he is a son of Jianghu and is the owner of Qingfeng Mingyue Tower."
Grandpa Xiang'er was stunned and said silently: Qingfeng Mingyue Tower, why haven't you heard of it? It seems to be a new sect that has appeared in the world recently. Judging from his kung fu, this sect should be quite powerful.
"How do you know he is good to you? He might be good to you just because of this thousand-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum."
"Not at all!"
After Xiang'er finished speaking, he told his grandfather how he met Yan Zhuo, what hardships he and Yan Zhuo had gone through, and what Shangguan Yan'er and Yan Zhuo had said.
Grandpa Xiang'er couldn't help but feel nervous when he heard that she and Yan Zhuo were causing trouble in Baiyun Villa. He also heard that she encountered river bandits in Yunmengze and was assassinated by Lan Polu, Gu Foying and others. He couldn't help but feel nervous.
After swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva, he said, "Is there nothing wrong with you?"
Xiang'er waved his hand and said relaxedly: "With Yan Zhuo here, what can I do?"
Grandpa Xiang'er breathed a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes and said: "Girls are beaten and killed every day. Why are you planning to marry him and live in the world in the future, or is he going to be married to Da Dan?"
Let me tell you, I will not let you go to the arena. After all, you are also a princess and you should live a stable life."
"I'll marry a chicken and a dog and I'll ask you, a bad old man, to take care of it!" Xiang'er said nonchalantly with his arms folded across his chest.
"You! You! You! I told your father to go."
"Just tell me, it won't work if you tell my father!"
On the second floor of Danxin Pavilion, three guardians put their ears to the ground, listening to the quarrel between the grandfather and grandson, laughing happily: "The third child, this granddaughter is enough for him to drink a pot!"
