Old Lady Bai's forehead was tightly pressed against the back of her hand on the ground.

Five-body casting.

This is the greatest gift an old man can do to others.

Even if he met the emperor, the old man of this age would often be exempted from bowing.

"Grandmother, what are you doing here?" Zhu Luan stood up in shock and went to help Old Taijun Bai, "You can torture me like this." Her tone was unfamiliar, and even her movements were a little stiff.

Mrs. Bai was strongly helped up by Zhu Luan, and she didn't push Zhu Luan back, she stood up and walked to Zhu Rong's bedside.

Zhu Rong obviously also saw his great-grandmother's actions just now, "Grandma, you ......" He was about to say something, when he suddenly coughed violently, and with his coughing sound, dots of blood foam sprayed out of his nose and mouth, staining on the snow-white pillow towel, like a red plum in the snow.

"Big young master!" Mrs. Chen let out a terrible roar on the side, and then cried and gasped.

"Crying for what? Am I not dead yet? The young man raised his hand and wiped the blood beads from his face, grinning, I don't know if it was because he couldn't breathe, the young man's smile was slightly distorted.

Mrs. Bai looked at her great-grandson on the bed, and remembered the situation when her grandson left, even if she was in pain, she was lying on the bed and smiling at herself, and the old man only felt heartbroken.

She stepped forward, and the old man's spotted hand was inserted under Zhu Rong's body and neck, and with an inhalation, the old man actually hugged the young man.

"Grandma, what are you doing?" At such an age, he was still picked up by his grandmother, and the young man felt extremely embarrassed, but he didn't dare to struggle because he was afraid of Mrs. Bai's body.

"It's been ten years, I didn't expect you to grow so big, my great-grandmother almost couldn't hold you." Old Taijun Bai looked at Zhu Rong, looked back at Zhu Yue, and said with some emotion, "That's how I hugged the two of them back then, and climbed the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain step by step. ”

Old Taijun Bai knelt down again, staring at Zhu Luan with cloudy eyes, the corners of his eyes were red, but not a single tear fell.

"Please save my child."

"Please save my child."

"Please save my child."

The old man bowed his head every time he spoke, his face reverent and focused.

Zhu Luan's vision was chaotic again, and she saw that in the gorgeous hall, a woman covered in blood was holding the little baby in her arms, screaming in despair.

"Who's going to save my baby?" "Who's going to save my baby?" The young woman's face, which had always been calm and breezy, was full of trepidation, and the corners of her eyes were red and tears were not shed, and she bit her lip tightly.

Then Zhu Luan saw her young self walk up to her and hold the young mother's hand.

"Nine girls, please save him no matter what." Old Lady Bai's words interrupted Zhu Luan's thoughts.

"Why do you think I can save him?" Zhu Luan looked at Old Taijun Bai with a complicated expression, "You forgot, I said just now that he was hopeless." ”

"I just ask you to give it a try," Old Taijun Bai heard Zhu Luan's words, his eyes were a little shaken for a moment, but he quickly regained firmness, "Even if I can't save it, I won't blame you, I just ask you to give it a try." ”

The old man looked at Zhu Rong, whose mouth and nose had begun to bleed, "I have been fighting for fifteen years, I don't know how many times, how many doctors told me that they were hopeless, but in the end they all survived." I won't give up until this child is completely gone. ”

A fierce spirit flashed through the old man's eyes, and she stared at the roof of the secret room, "Finally, when my enemy makes a move, even if I fight for this old life, I will keep this family and my blood with the old man." ”

Old Lady Bai looked at Zhu Luan quietly.

"Nine girls, there is no reason, but I just believe in you, my wife has lived until now, and she has always relied on trusting her instincts," Old Lady Bai suddenly laughed, "This family was not good to you before, but it will be better later." ”

"Can you keep this home, then?" Zhu Luan looked at Old Lady Bai and asked softly.

"I can." Old Taijun Bai picked up the dragon's head crutch on the ground and stomped on the ground, making a majestic sound.

"I've been waiting for so many years, and finally something has changed." The old man sighed faintly, and then his words became fierce, "If you want to destroy me, destroy the inheritance of my British Mansion, those small ones are still tender!" ”

Old Taijun Bai glanced at Zhu Luan deeply, "Nine girls, I don't care who you are, whether you are a nine girl, whether you are a god in the sky, or where do the spirits in the upper body come from, if the British public inheritance is immortal, the owner of this mansion will not die, and this mansion will be yours." ”

Zhu Luan was shocked. Looking up into the eyes of the old lady Bai.

The old man's eyes were calm and vast, full of transparency and practice in the world.

That's quite a big deal.

Zhu Luan exhaled lightly and stroked the flower bell on his chest.

She glanced at Zhu Rong, who was struggling on the bed, and there seemed to be a flame burning under her eyes.

"Okay." The girl looked up and said as if joking.

"You come to keep this family, and I will keep your family's bloodline."

Old Lady Bai's eyes widened in surprise, and then a trace of joy flashed on her face, but it was not excessive.

She just made a desperate bet and chose to put down all her dignity to beg such a junior, she just wanted to struggle one last time and not leave regrets for herself and Rong'er.

But she didn't expect that this delicate woman would really dare to go next.

She is a person from the past, and she knows that this woman's words about Rong'er being saved are probably true.

Because Zhu Rong's situation looks really bad.

But now, even though she asked for it, can this woman really save him?

"...... you" Old Taijun Bai wanted to ask Zhu Luan what chance he had, but after thinking about it, he didn't ask again.

"Thirty percent sure." Zhu Luan understood Old Taijun Bai's expression and said lightly.

And Mrs. Chen, who was standing on the side, originally had ecstasy on her face, but when she heard Zhu Luan's words, she looked at her in despair.

She also understands medical skills, and understands that this three-percent grasp is already a miracle, and in the face of Zhu Rong's situation, no doctor dares to say that he can save him, let alone have such strange symptoms on his body.

Old Lady Bai was shocked, and clenched her fists, "I know, you do your best." ”

Zhu Luan nodded.

"What do you need to prepare?" Old Lady Bai asked.

"What does our young lady need, can you prepare it here? Aren't you trapped in this yard and can't get out? Yuying interjected in a spicy voice on the side.

Old Lady Bai smiled coldly, "Of course you can, I was trapped here before just because I needed to observe the situation, and I had to guard Rong'er here." A hint of sharpness flashed in the old man's eyes, "I have survived until now, not by luck." ”

"In this way, I will bother my grandmother outside," Zhu Luan said, "During my treatment, I must not let others break in, especially cultivators." ”

Old Taijun Bai's face also became serious, and he nodded solemnly, "I will do my best, but if the cultivator has a higher realm, the old body is powerless." ”

Zhu Luan lightly bowed.

"You need to prepare the previous medicinal bath and supporting things," Zhu Luan said, "and ......," she paused and continued.

"I need a sword, a sword that has killed people."

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