Chapter 50 Your Highness

Opening the door, Xingchen saw an old man with a rickety back leaning oldly next to the lion of the town house in front of the door. He asked softly, "Who are you looking for?"

The old man turned his head and grinned. The wrinkles on his face became more twisted with this smile, like a late autumn chrysanthemum.

"Little doll, just go in and turn around and look at it. Don't be afraid!" While talking, he flashed sideways, passed by the stars, and walked into Liang's house.

Xingchen couldn't help shivering. When the old man rubbed with him, he clearly felt that he was bound and unable to move, and he didn't even catch the figure when the old man passed by him, as if a gloomy cold wind passed through his flesh and blood.

When he recovered, the old man had turned a corner and walked towards the middle hall. Strangely, the old man's pace is not big and slightly staggering, but he can step out a little far. In the front yard of the main door, even a young man like Xingchen has to walk in about 20 steps, but it's just a few steps at the old man's feet.

"Grandpa, wait!"

The old man who walked forward suddenly stopped and slowly turned around. His cloudy eyes were straight against the stars, and his eyes were creepy. Like being targeted by a poisonous snake, the stars retreat two steps and keep a distance from it.

"Do you know who I am? Just call me grandpa?" The old man showed a smile of sincerity, and finally had a sense of kindness of the old man. The old man put his hands in his sleeves, and his waist was more crouty. He asked himself, "That's all. Grandpa is grandpa. That's what you call. The little son of the Liang family? Recently, the popular figure in Shangji City is a little interesting!"

Indeed, Wen Liangqian of this star made the old man feel a little better about him. After all, Li Qingjiao, who has been in the limelight recently, must also be as arrogant and as the big dung bee of the Li family. You can see the real person. This handsome young man is refreshing.

"What's your job when grandpa comes to the house?" Xingchen was a little cautious and regretted not bringing the divine knife with him.

"Find two people." The old man didn't want to say more, but raised his head and sniffed the air gently.

This is really an old man who is about to dry up. When he raises his head, his thin neck is clear with blue veins, like skin and bones. The wrinkles on the face make people have a frightening illusion that the skin is loose on the bone frame.

"It's not easy to raise such a capable assassin under your house." The old man did not stop walking, and he still walked forward slowly. His eyelids drooped slightly, smelling the smell in the air, as if he were smelling a jar of old wine, and he was intoxicated.

"A tall, thin and slender man, but with great strength, is a good seedling for practicing foreign boxing. His muscles and bones have also been trained since childhood, and his roots are strong. Otherwise, it would not have been as simple as breaking a wrist bone at that time. The old man pulled out his hands from his sleeves, rubbed his fingers into a knife in one hand, and cut off the other hand's wrist. "I will be torn off one hand..."

The old avatar mentioned something happy and giggled, and the smell of blood in his smile was extremely strong.

The stars were stunned there, and they couldn't move at all.

"Another short, fat and round, internal cultivation and external self-cultivation method, even if I use six points of strength to hit him, it is estimated that he will be offset by the horizontal meat, like a mud cow into the sea. At that time, he jumped up with a man, smashed the roof and flew away. If it hadn't been for my little tricks, I'm afraid I wouldn't have found it here!"

Short and fat? Tall and thin? Coincidentally, there are really two such guys in the Liang family, but those two donkeys who can't afford to fuck the goods at all can be the powerful assassins mentioned by this strange old man? The stars became more and more suspicious of this nagging old man.

He has a clear picture of what Xiaowu and Liuzi are like! Every time I take them out for a walk, these two guys will stare at the roadside to eat and drool. Looking at the girl with flowers, they will comment on their breasts and buttocks. **Is it good to feel good? He often cheats money from him with a smooth tongue and smiles. When he gets the money, he runs out to eat, drink and have fun. He looks like a villain who is full of ambition to fool around day by day.

How can these two guys be said by this old man as a master of the world who can't see the end of the dragon?

"Where's your adult? I still have a lot to say to the person in charge of your family. I guess you little doll don't know anything... Liang family? In my memory, I haven't heard of such a powerful door valve. Is there an old man with real power above the third grade in the imperial capital? Or is there an old king in the deep water of the imperial capital?

"None of them!" Xingchen shook his head honestly. After all, he was still not deeply involved in the world and did not understand the principle of pulling up the tiger skin flag to check and balance.

"That's strange. There is no one to support it, and no one is covering it. How can you have the courage to directly take the little doll of Li Siam's family in the Southwest Cang navy? If I didn't take action at that time, the little doll of the Li family would have lost his life. Li Siam's old dog that can't bite is probably going crazy... Something really happened. Your Majesty's side is not easy to explain, but it's really a mess..."

"Now these dolls are really becoming more and more unreasonable, but it suits my appetite. It happens that I am not a reasonable person... In this peaceful life, the days when whoever has a hard fist is king will never return..."

The old man naggingly, he had passed through the front room and walked to the backyard where Ning was, and then there was the room of Xiao Wu and Liuzi.

His eyes suddenly opened, and his cloudy eyes burst into a fierce light, like a leopard smelling blood. The old man sneered at the corners of his mouth: "It's finally found by the old man!"

Xingchen strode forward. No matter whether what the old man said is true or not, he would rather believe whether it is credible or not. Although he usually dislikes the two guys who always lose his face, he is really bullied. As a young master, he is bound to take the lead!

"Little five or six sons, run! Run!" Xingchen shouted as he ran, and his handsome face showed a ferocious color. After all, he is a knife practitioner, half a Jianghu man. The rickety old man looks like he can no longer get up after being blown down by the wind, but the momentum on the old man, the bear flame that can't be seen around him, is by no ordinary people. Yes.

"Well, that's the feeling. Twenty years ago, on the world of Fanyang, Guo Amon came, which scared people to death. It felt so good! Everything is good in this peaceful and prosperous world. There is only one thing that I am not satisfied, but people are too forgetful! After eating and clothing warmly, he forgot the pain, forgot his fear, became reckless, and became arrogant and cunning... Then let the old man remind him of how painful the pain was and how red the blood was in those years..." The old man with his back suddenly straightened his spine, narrowed his eyes suddenly opened, and he took a step back to save. Force, the dry old skin and dead meat seem to suddenly come alive and become young and energetic!

The old man's momentum is high, like a pot of boiling oil, hot, and his whole body is full of flames, like a god and demon. The bluestone slabs under his feet were cracked and broken, as if a heavy giant elephant was stamping its feet. He squatted down and suddenly rushed forward, like an arrow from the string, and like a heavy hammer hitting the city. All the obstacles in front of him were smashed through. Every step down, he would step out a big pit. Even if thousands of troops and horses would collapse at present.

This is the power of the first person in the world of Fanyang 20 years ago, and this is the last invincible red lotus in today's withered and dilapidated rivers and lakes. Wufu's disaster in the country is not alarmist, and it is not a legend that one person can fight for thousands of troops and horses. Now all this is happening vividly in the first city in the world full of celebrities and nobles.

The loud noise spread through half of the city, and the earth was trembling. On several streets nearby, pedestrians were almost unstable, lying in panic and throwing themselves to the ground, as if they were worshipping the emperor of the world.

"Ning Zheng, Xiao Wu, six sons, run away!" The star's hoarse kindness, the old man behind him is like a demon devouring everything. As long as he is caught up by him, he will be in eternal danger.

He saw Xiaowu and Liuzi, these two ordinary and promising companions, standing there motionless. Liuzi's right arm was wrapped in bandages and his face was pale. Obviously, he was seriously injured. He believed the old man's words a little.

Xiao Wu grinned and said, "It seems that this time it has caused big trouble for the young master and the young lady!"

The sixth son still spoke like wood, just nodded his head.

"If something happens to the young master and disturbs the young lady, I'm afraid we won't be able to eat it... If it's known by the great master, it won't be possible to cut off a head... It seems that it's really a big trouble this time, and it's a person we can't afford to provoke!" Xiao Wu rubbed his fat face to make his expression more natural. Hey, I've been fighting an eagle all my life, and I'm going to be pecked by an eagle today!"

"Little Six, you take the young master and Miss Ning Zheng to escape first. I'll block him. I don't believe that I can't stop this old monster's 160 catties of fat! At worst, just lose your life here!" Xiaowu smiled ferociously and looked shady. The killer temperament walking in the dark was exposed, more like an unscrupulous outlaw.

"Wait, don't work hard! Look!" Liuzi raised his face and pointed to the old man rampaging like a rhinoceros with his chin.

The old man with magic flames destroyed half of the backyard of a wall like a hot knife and rushed to the two lifeless descendants. Suddenly, he stopped and his eyes were round, as if he had seen the deadliest and most terrible thing!

A person he never expected was in this place.

The long figure stood quietly among the sycamore leaves in the courtyard. Among the withered yellow leaves, the long mica green skirt was particularly touching. The girl's beautiful ponytail swayed gently, and her white face was slightly angry: "Grandpa Guo, you came out again!"

The momentum on the unstoppable old man suddenly disappeared, and the body with great power became dry and thin again, and turned into the appearance of the idle old man with his back and hands in his sleeves.

He took two steps forward, knelt down, threw himself to the ground, and his voice trembled, "The old slave visited Your Highness and shocked Your Highness. The old slave deserves to die!"

Xingchen was stunned and looked at the brave old man trembling in front of Ning, as if the master was teaching the slave. Even if his eyes were a little sharp, it would make him afraid.

The old man called Ning Zheng 'Your Highness'. What should Ning Zheng be? Except for the prince and daughter of the vassal, only the prince and princess can be called His Highness. No matter which one, Ning Zheng's identity is terrible, not to mention that a slave is so terrible. Is Ning Zheng really the princess?

Is the identity of Xiaowu and Liuzi really just his companion? How can it be an ordinary person to be targeted by such a terrible old man?

Ning Zheng turned his head, smiled apologetically, and said, "Xingchen Xingchen, in fact, I have been hiding something from you... I'm the princess of Fanyang, Ning is my name, and my surname is Huangfu."

A gust of autumn wind blew, and the sycamore leaves in the courtyard made a rustling sound.

Although he guessed that Ning Zheng was born rich or noble, and even thought that she might really be a princess, when he heard her admit it herself, the truth was still like a fist, hitting him hard.

Xingchen raised his head, looked at the familiar and strange face, and said bitterly, "Do I need to kneel down to worship you? Your Highness?"