Zhu Yue turned around and looked at Zhu Rong in surprise.

Only then did she realize that her best wish had finally come true, but there was no trace of excitement on her brother's face.

Not only has my brother's appearance changed, but the aura that lingers on his body seems to have changed somewhat.

Reborn.

The expression on the boy's face was calm, but there seemed to be something hidden beneath the calm water.

There is a certain degree of telepathy between the twins, and Zhu Yue has always thought that he is the one who knows this brother best.

But at this moment, she didn't understand what he was thinking.

"It doesn't matter." Zhu Rong shook his head at her.

"Huh?" Zhu Yue looked at him suspiciously.

"Ninth sister was seriously injured in order to save me, I want to go out immediately, I want to find someone to save her." The young man's voice said calmly.

"Save her?" Zhu Yue frowned, "Oh, since she saved you, we should also save her, but just find someone to let Uncle Wei and them go, big brother, you just happened to ......" Zhu Yue suddenly found that the young man's sleeve was stained red with blood, grabbed Zhu Rong's hand, and screamed.

"Big brother, your hand hurts! It's still bleeding! No, I can't let you out if I say anything, you stay here to heal, Mother Chen, you go up and find someone, and I'll leave this matter to you......" The girl commanded like a cannonball, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the young man.

"You don't have to hand it over to someone else," Zhu Rong interrupted her, and looked up at Mrs. Chen again.

"Mother Chen, the sixth sister will be handed over to you, and I will go up to find Grandma." The boy said softly.

"Big brother, what are you doing at this time! I won't let you go up! You won't be allowed to leave here! Zhu Yue shouted anxiously, her voice sharpened.

Zhu Rong turned his head to look at Zhu Yue and smiled at her, the expression on his face seemed to be comforting an unreasonable child.

"It's not a small injury," he said, "I'm not going to stay here, I'm going to get out of this chamber." The young man's tone was gentle, but the attitude of the words was unacceptable, with a faint coercion, which made Zhu Yue tremble a little.

"Young Master, why do you have to go up by yourself?" Mrs. Chen looked at Zhu Rong and asked worriedly.

"I've got to find someone to save her." Zhu Rong didn't answer, but said quietly, "I want her to live, I must not let her have an accident." ”

……

……

The main courtyard of Shou'an Hall is brightly lit.

Old Lady Bai sat on the main seat with a golden sword, holding the dragon's head cane tightly in his hand, and was listening intently to the report of the two guards who were kneeling on the ground.

"It's already under control at the East Gate, isn't it?" Old Lady Bai asked.

"Yes," replied the guard, "someone tried to set it on fire, but it was caught and tied up. ”

"Guard, where are you?" Old Lady Bai looked at Wei Yong, who was sitting on the side covered in blood.

Wei Yong pressed the sword wound on his shoulder with one hand, and replied in a rough voice, "Wang Huzi has been cut down by me, and the rest of the family is a rabble, but looking at the flying pigeon biography intercepted before, it seems that there are really crossbowmen on their side, and they are rushing back from Lingyan Temple. ”

Old lady Bai nodded, looked at an elderly maid beside her, the maid walked into the inner room, and not long after she walked out with a blue bird in her arms and let her out of the window.

The dark feathers of the bluebird melt into the night, flapping its wings almost silently, and disappearing into the night sky in an instant.

Wei Yong looked out the window, breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Old Taijun Bai with some concern, "Old Taijun, I have already sent the old man's sword to Miss Nine according to your instructions before, but in that place, don't you really need to arrange some more brothers to guard it?" ”

Old Lady Bai looked at him with complicated eyes.

"I want to, too, but before the matter is fully exposed, the fewer people who know about the underground as much as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

"Those underground defenses, when the abbot master was designed, he once said that unless it is a cultivator who has ascended to the extreme realm, no one can avoid it quietly."

Old lady Bai sighed.

"The House of Military Commanders does not allow cultivators to be worshipped, and there is no one in the British government who can resist cultivators. So at this time, we can only see how the lives of the two children are. If you are really unfortunate enough to meet a cultivator who can avoid the Nine Palaces, it is fate. ”

"That's not life."

A man's voice suddenly appeared abruptly.

A tall teenager stepped in.

Wei Yong and the guards kneeling on the ground were agitated, and their hands reached to their waists to grasp the hilt of their swords.

"Old Taijun, this ......" Wei Yong looked at Old Taijun Bai, waiting for her instructions, but was surprised to find that Old Taijun Bai, who had always collapsed in front of Taishan and did not change color, suddenly trembled, staring at the young man in front of him.

"Hao'er?" Old Taijun Bai's chest rose and fell violently, and he took a deep breath and asked tentatively.

The boy smiled wryly.

"I'm not Hao'er, I'm Rong'er." Zhu Rong stared into his great-grandmother's eyes and said calmly.

Old Lady Bai's body shook a few times.

Wei Yong, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but want to step forward, but the young man standing at the bottom had already supported Old Taijun Bai with an arrow step.

"Are you Rong'er?" Old Lady Bai took a few deep breaths and tried her best to calm herself, "Your face...... Are you really okay? ”

Zhu Rong nodded.

There were cloudy tears rolling down from the corners of the old lady's eyes, but they were quickly erased by the old man rudely.

"Good, good, good, good." Old Taijun Bai's heart was agitated, she said three good words in a row, and touched Zhu Rong's cheek excitedly, "God still has eyes!" There is a successor to the British government! ”

Wei Yong also looked at the young man in front of him with a look of astonishment, he had seen him not long ago, but he didn't expect that in just a few hours, the young man had completely changed his appearance.

Unexpectedly, the eldest young master was born so good-looking, and he looked so similar to the little grandfather when he was young, like when he first came in, he almost thought that the little grandfather had come back from the dead.

Although the little grandfather did not come back from the dead, the eldest young master was finally cured of the strange disease.

This is the biggest joy of the British government.

He looked at the eldest young master excitedly, and was about to grin, but found that the expression on Zhu Rong's face was extremely grim.

"Grandma, it's not that good." Zhu Rong looked at Mrs. Bai steadily, "I'm fine, but something happened to her." ”

Old Taijun Bai's face stiffened, and the joy on her face faded instantly. Zhu Rong's words fell into the ears of the old lady Bai like thunder, and the old man's face suddenly turned pale.

Who she is is self-evident.

"How is she?" Old Lady Bai asked in a hoarse voice.

"Her life is hanging by a thread now, and before she fell into a coma, she left a message for me to go to Duanfu to find Princess Jinyang to save her." Zhu Rong said, with a solemn expression on his face, "Grandma, prepare a carriage for me, I will go to Duanfu to ask to see Princess Jinyang." ”

After saying that, Zhu Rong hurriedly walked out of the door.

"Stop." Old Lady Bai's voice came from behind him.

"No one will see Princess Jinyang tonight." The old man said behind him.

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