Looking pitifully at the figure slowly disappearing at the entrance of the corridor, the villain in Old Master Ouyang's heart bit the small handkerchief. It was so swollen. People, they wanted to follow and see. I wonder if their granddaughter could wake up. Will the body be affected by this when they wake up? Didn't Jian'er say just now that Jinxiu's soul and spirit were very weak, and even so weak that men would be affected by the yang energy on their bodies and could not bear it.

The more I thought about it, the more I became more worried. Then Old Master Ouyang's steps seemed to have lost control, and he followed the way towards the corridor like a sleepwalking.

What?! A shadow swept across the eyes of Mr. Ouyang, which scared him. When he looked closely, a whisk was crossed across his chest.

"Wait!" Taoist Master Qingyun, who held the whisk in his hand, stopped Old Master Ouyang, said lightly.

"Well, I'll just stand by and watch. Can't I do not make a sound?" Looking at Taoist Qingyun with a grieving look, Mr. Ouyang said pitifully, his treasure is now a critical moment. He wants to stand by and cheer her up. Can't he cheer up? While talking, he rubbed his feet and wanted to bypass Taoist Qingyun's whisk upstairs.

"No!" Taoist Master Qingyun glanced at Old Master Ouyang. If he hadn't known that this person was not a member of the circle and did not know the rules (the conventional rules in the "dark world" should not peek at other people's methods. It is obvious that Jian'er should use some special methods in the master's sect to treat this little girl from the Ouyang family. If he followed up and looked at it, it would be equivalent to stealing the master, which was a big taboo in the "dark world"). The most important thing is that it can be seen that Old Master Ouyang's main motive is worried about his relatives, otherwise Master Qingyun would not be so polite.

"Why can't you do it?" Old Master Ouyang suddenly burst into tears. Grandma, why don't he let him go and see it? This is the only little princess of the Ouyang family. He did not protect her before as a grandfather. Now he is not allowed to follow him and silently cheer up his granddaughter.

"If it doesn't work, it doesn't work." Scanding Old Master Ouyang, Master Qingyun's whisk didn't move, and he looked like you who didn't want to answer.

"This is my house, I can go wherever I want to think about it!" After a few days of fear, I was blocked repeatedly, and my various worries about Jinxiu made Old Master Ouyang's mind jump high as if it was broken, his neck was rising, and his loud voice in the army exploded like a thunderbolt. Since it was useless to say it was useless, Old Master Ouyang was ready to reason and come straight.

You should know that if you are right or not, it is useless to this master. For Old Master Ouyang, if you are right or wrong, you must be very high. If you are right or wrong, you are right and righteous. If you are right, you are right and righteous, you are right and not lose! Especially this old man knows very well that he will definitely not be able to beat Master Qingyun now (Xiaohai: Even if you are not old, you can only beat him). If you lose this skill, you can't lose his voice! Old Master Ouyang rolled up his sleeves and planned to let Master Qingyun see why he had a nickname called Ouyang Dashuang back then!

"You are not afraid that if it affects Jane Jane, go." Old Master Yang's voice sounded, and then Old Master Ouyang's body stiffened and he didn't dare to move, but soon this person raised his head again. When he wanted to say something else, Mr. Yang glanced at him and said lightly, "You can yell loudly again. It's best to spread your thunderbolt voice upstairs, scare Jane Jane and make a mistake or something..."

Brush! Old Master Ouyang didn't dare to move, and his hand even reflexively covered his mouth, as if he was afraid that he would accidentally make a sound to affect the upstairs. Old Master Ouyang remembers what Jinxiu is like now. Thinking about the silver needles pierced by his baby's granddaughter, this fool knows that Jian'er's methods should have some commonalities with that doctor Z. Just like the old sour ruler (Old Master Yang) said, it doesn't matter if he yelled, if he scared Lou Jian'er's girl and trembled her hand and lost her hand and stabbed it in the wrong place, the fun would be great. Maybe he would become the murderer who killed his baby's granddaughter.

Grandpa Yang's family is mighty! Ouyang Xiong, who was standing beside him, looked at Grandpa Yang with stars, his face full of admiration! Sure enough, this old man could only control his grandfather. Look, just a few words, let his grandfather not be worried about it, now he doesn't even dare to say anything! Idol, idol, will it make him feel too abrupt if we ask this old man for an autograph?

Mr. Yang glanced at Ouyang Xiong who was standing beside him and his eyes were turning. This little monkey was also a worry-free person. He narrowed his eyes slightly. He had to take care of the old guy's face as he was at such an age. Although this person had no appearance among his grandchildren, Mr. Yang softly made a soft voice: "Okay, Ouyang and everyone should sit down and wait. We must believe that Jane girl, the eldest son had been declared dead before, was she snatched back from the Hades Palace? No matter how hard the girl Jinxiu would be, she would not be more dangerous than the eldest son at that time."

"Yes, yes! I've saved everything like that from the Blade Boy, Jinxiu will definitely be fine!" Old Master Ouyang rubbed his hands and said to himself as if he was finding confidence for himself. Although his eyes were still a little uncontrollably glanced upstairs, this man now controlled himself and did not let his feet unconsciously want to run up.

Upstairs, Ouyang Jinxiu's boudoir.

Looking at the Jinxiu who was sitting there quietly with her eyes closed, with a peaceful and quiet expression, a complex emotion flashed in Jian'er's eyes, and suddenly she felt like she was a different life.

"Hu~" Jian'er let out a sigh and carefully held up the ball in her hand. The ball began to spin in Jian'er's palm as if it was pulled by some force.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I'll take you back later!" Jian'er seemed to be talking to herself, and as if she was talking to the little ball.

Jian'er gently placed the ball in front of Jinxiu, and Jian'er was about to slap the needle for Jinxiu, but at this moment, the ball suddenly started to move and rolled towards Jian'er. It hit Jinxiu's body in a thump, and was quickly bounced, bumped, bounced, bounced, bounced, bounced, bounced, bounced, and bounced. The persistence was really eye-catching. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!