The old man hobbled to Zhan hanjue, with a sad expression on his face. "Han Jue, Han Jue, from small to large, you are cautious and steady, and never make mistakes. But today, for the sake of Yan Zhengling, you have lost your mind so much. It seems that I have to wake you up. "

Zhan hanjue straightened his back and said, "grandson is willing to accept the family law."

The old man's cold light came out of his eyes. Soon, the coarse hemp whip had spread and heavily fell on the back of Zhan hanjue.

Suddenly, the white shirt will be infected with a red blood.

Guan Xiaohe saw it, and his eyes were filled with a look of horror.

The three men knelt down to the old master, and almost said in one voice: "old master, Guan Xiao / fast wind / strong grass is willing to fight with his life. Please forgive me."

Zhan hanjue reprimanded: "go away."

The old man seemed to be very disappointed with Zhan hanjue. His old face was as haggard as before, but all his life was aroused by anger. The old man was very angry and said, "you are the leader of the war family, but look what you are doing recently? He turned against your adoptive father, killed your own parents and crippled his own legs. I give you the warfighter. Is that how you repay me? "

"Now it's more for a woman to come all the time to question my grandfather. You let me down."

The old master's Hemp whip was constantly pumping on Zhan hanjue. Zhan hanjue's back was bloody red. His white shirt was dyed red, and the scarlet liquid rolled on the shirt——

too horrible to look at.

Guan Xiaohe and jifengjincao kneel on the ground. They all open their eyes and look at the president in horror.

At last, Zhan hanjue fainted in his wheelchair. His proud head drooped powerlessly. Seeing this, Guan Xiao jumped up and reached out to stop the hemp whip falling in the air.

The old man angrily scolded: "Guan Xiao, how dare you stop me?"

Guan Xiao's eyes were full of anger, but he tried his best to contain his unwilling mood. He pleaded humbly: "old master, my president has fainted."

"I'm going to kill him, this useless thing." The old man growled.

He is also in a hurry.

Guan Xiao turned his face and said, "my president has fainted. He can't stop me from doing anything any more. "

This sentence is obviously threatening.

The old man was even more furious, "Guan Xiao, how dare you threaten me?"

Guan Xiao said to the wind, "I'm not going to leave with the president on my back."

"Yes." The strong wind came forward and carried Zhan hanjue on his back.

Jincao escorts the president to leave.

The old man lived in the supreme altar all his life and was worshipped by thousands of people. But today, Zhan hanjue slandered him and his subordinates disobeyed him. The old man was enraged and cried out uncontrollably.

"Take them down."

Guan Xiao stares at Xuehong's pupil and the old master angrily. "If anyone dares to obstruct us from saving people today, I will be the martial god of Shura in the hall of Yama today. The Buddha blocks the killing - the Buddha and the devil blocks the killing."

"Huh? You guys? Can we cross the guard line of our love Moon Castle? " The old man despised the way.

With Zhan hanjue on his back, the wind was as fast as the wind and ran out of the gate.

But the guard of Aiyue Castle soon poured in towards the gate.

Jincao looked at the dark convoy, untied his tie, wrapped it in his hand, and then ran a run-up. The whole person jumped up and swept down the guard in front of the strong wind with a thunderbolt leg.

Guan Xiao came out of the old man's bedroom and saw the dense convoy rushing towards the wind. His eyes were full of anger.

Others only know that he is Zhan hanjue's most effective assistant, helping the president to dominate the market, but they don't know that this seemingly weak scholar has the ruthlessness of Shura.

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