"Old Gu." Qiansuke called out in a low voice.

Gu Lao looked back a little dazed and flustered.

Qianfu's voice was choked up, and he raised his hand and pointed towards Gu Shuo.

Elder Gu looked along his fingers, feeling even more panicked. His grandson was holding a little doll in his arms. He couldn't see clearly but saw the little doll's arms hanging down.

He panicked, let go of Gu Yuan and ran towards Gu Shuo.

"Grandpa, you slow down, be careful..."

Before Gu Chi could finish his sentence, Mr. Gu slipped and fell to the ground. He slid down for a few minutes, but he got up without stopping.

"grandfather."

Pushing away Gu Chi's hand, Gu Lao stumbled, half crawled, half ran to the top, and the steps under his feet became heavier and heavier.

"Is Fat Tuan injured? Is it serious? Find a doctor quickly." He murmured, even a little afraid to go forward.

Gu Shuo just hugged Ye Qianning without raising his head.

Mr. Gu paused for a while, as if he finally mustered up his courage, and walked up to Gu Shuo: "Stinky boy, don't bore her if you hold her so tight..."

Gu Shuo raised his head slowly when he heard a familiar voice, his eyes were bloodshot, he opened his mouth and said hoarsely, "Grandpa...Grandpa."

Gu Lao's eyes reflected the little girl's pale cheeks, his heart skipped a beat, his head suddenly went numb, his hands trembled violently, and he raised his hands to touch her face.

Before the hands touched him, he closed his eyes and fell straight backward.

"Grandpa, grandpa." Gu Yuan rushed to catch him: "Grandpa..."

Gu Shuo trembled again and said hoarsely: "Take grandpa down the mountain."

Gu Chi was so anxious that he looked up at Gu Shuo and the person in his arms, knowing in his heart that the matter would end.

"Take grandpa down the mountain." Gu Shuo's voice became more serious.

Gu Chi came to his senses, turned over and carried the old man on his back, and walked down the mountain.

Sang Yan walked up the mountain, looked at the pale-eyed villain, his voice trembling slightly: "It's raining, Gu Shuo take her down the mountain."

"No matter who the besiegers are today, I will make them pay a heavy price." Gu Shuo's voice was loud and cold like the twelfth lunar month.

Sang Yan stared at his back, feeling that this matter had ended.

"Pick up your master and go down the mountain." Sang Yan said to the Zhan family guard.

Zhan's guards helped Zhan Yi up, and Zhan Yi almost fainted from crying.

Zhan Chi stood up from the ground, feeling chill all over his body, raised his hand to wipe his eyes, his face seemed to have changed in an instant, he didn't even look at Sang Yan, and went down the mountain.

Sang Yan stared blankly, with scarlet eyes, and a resolute sternness on his face, beating him...

"I want everyone who killed her to die, all to die, all to die, all to die..." Sang Zhi suddenly raised his head with a grim face, and his voice was unprecedentedly shrill.

Sang Yan was stunned again, staring at Sang Zhi in disbelief, ferocious and murderous, is this still his eighth brother?

"I'm going to kill him, kill him." Sang Zhi got up from the ground, holding an extra long sword in his hand.

"Eighth brother." Sang Yan pulled him back.

Sang Zhihui held the long sword in his hand and threw it out.

Sang Yan was in shock, regained his composure and hurriedly withdrew his hand, his wrist was scratched by the long sword.

"I'm going to kill him, kill them." Sang Zhi murmured, his eyes were as dark as a deep pool, and he stumbled down the mountain.

Sang Yan stared blankly at his back, then his eyes fell on Gu Shuo, Zhan Chi and Qian Fanji, everyone went crazy like a demon.

Ye Qianning's death was too much of a blow for them to bear.

They couldn't bear it, what about Xiang Minghou, who was thousands of miles away?