When the old man heard this, he hurriedly raised his head and looked at Eleven in front of him, his big wrinkled hand gently stroked the familiar cheek in front of him, and glared at Han Xing the next moment.

"What do you recognize the wrong person, she is obviously my good granddaughter, come here, slap your mouth!" The old man pointed in the direction of the cold star and roared with full anger.

As soon as the words fell, a man in black rushed out of nowhere and rushed in the direction of the cold star.

Although the other party did not attack towards his fatal point, it still made Han Xing's heart startled, and he hurriedly resisted.

Seeing this, the people around took a few steps back, not wanting them to harm the fish pond, but they didn't want to give up such excitement.

"Nian Nian, it's grandpa who is useless, it's grandpa who doesn't protect you well, don't blame grandpa, okay?" The old man gently grabbed Eleven's little hand, asked with a guilty face, and asked in a pleading voice.

Eleven raised his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him, his hair was a little unkempt, rosacea, his cheeks were slightly red, and the clothes on his body were average, so he looked like an ordinary person, but ordinary people would not have secret guards, not to mention that this old man who was dressed in ordinary clothes exuded a majestic aura on his body.

This person should be the protector of Tianyao Kingdom, Jiang Xiaotian.

Before Eleven could speak, the voice of the cold star came from his ears.

"Jiang Lao!" Han Xing dodged the attack of the dark guard, quickly rushed to Eleven's side, took a step back with her arm, and clenched his fists with both hands, "I am the personal guard of Lord Night of Dali Temple, Han Xing." ”

When Jiang Xiaotian heard this, he waved his hand, and the dark guard's figure flashed and disappeared into the crowd.

"It turned out to be a cold guard, I don't know when Lord Night got close to my good granddaughter?" Jiang Xiaotian walked up to Han Xing's side, lowered his voice, and said with a sneer, "Should Lord Night owe this official an explanation?" ”

Han Xing frowned, and there was a strong sense of oppression from the other party, which made him dare not raise his head, and he didn't know how to explain.

Jiang Xiaotian snorted coldly, turned to Eleven and smiled flatteringly.

"Niannian, is it okay to go home with grandpa?"

Eleven shook her head.

"Where are you going? Grandpa sent you there, okay? ”

Eleven gave him a stunned look and nodded.

Jiang Xiaotian saw that Eleven agreed, the smile on his face was even brighter, and he beckoned, and a gorgeous carriage was pulled out of the alley next to the tavern, and the degree of luxury made the surrounding people take a breath of cold air.

The carriage drove slowly on the official road, and Jiang Xiaotian kept holding the woman's little hand, for fear that as soon as he let go, the person in front of him would disappear again.

"Niannian, my little Niannian, grandpa has finally found you." Jiang Xiaotian clenched the woman's little hand, his voice was hoarse and low, at this moment, he seemed to be a few years older, "Don't be afraid, grandpa will never let those bad people bully you in the future." ”

"Tell Grandpa, where have you been these days? Why don't you go home? Why did you get involved with Ye Junchen? ”

Jiang Xiaotian asked a few questions in a row, the little girl next to her lowered her head, did not make a sound, her eyes couldn't help but darken, and it took a long time before she took a deep breath and touched her soft hair dotingly.

"How did grandpa forget, you haven't had a good brain since you were five years old, it doesn't matter, as long as grandpa still has a breath, he will never let you suffer a little more grievance."

Eleven, who lowered his head, had a complicated light flashing in his eyes.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Eleven couldn't wait to lift the curtain, and the plaque of Dali Temple fell into her eyes.