"Mr. Gu." Qian Fu called softly.
Mr. Gu looked back, feeling a little confused and panicked.
Qian Fu's voice choked with sobs, and he raised his hand and pointed in Gu Shuo's direction.
Old Gu looked in the direction his finger pointed and became even more panicked. His grandson was holding a baby in his arms. He couldn't see clearly, he could only see the baby's arm hanging down.
He panicked, let go of Gu Yuan and ran towards Gu Shuo.
"Grandpa, slow down and be careful..."
Before Gu Chi could finish his words, Old Gu slipped and fell to the ground, sliding down a few inches. He didn't even stop to get up.
"grandfather."
Old Gu pushed Gu Chi's hand away and stumbled to the top, half crawling and half running. Each step he took was heavier than the last.
"Is Fatty injured? Is it serious? Let's find a doctor quickly." He murmured, even a little afraid to step forward.
Gu Shuo just held Ye Qianning in his arms without even raising his head.
Gu Lao paused for a moment, as if he had finally mustered up the courage, and walked over to Gu Shuo: "You little bastard, don't suffocate her by holding her so tightly..."
Gu Shuo slowly raised his head when he heard the familiar voice, his eyes bloodshot, and he opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Grandpa...Grandpa."
When Old Gu saw the little girl's pale face, his heart skipped a beat and his head became dizzy. His hands were shaking violently and he raised them to touch her face.
Before the hands could touch him, he closed his eyes and fell straight backwards.
"Grandpa, Grandpa." Gu Yuan rushed forward to catch him: "Grandpa..."
Gu Shuo shuddered again and said hoarsely, "Take grandpa down the mountain."
Gu Chi was so anxious that he was at a loss. He looked up at Gu Shuo and the person in his arms, and he knew the outcome.
"Take grandpa down the mountain." Gu Shuo's voice became heavier.
Gu Chi reacted, turned over, carried the old man on his back, and walked down the mountain.
Sang Yan walked up the mountain and looked at the pale-eyed little man. His voice trembled slightly, "It's raining. Gu Shuo should take her down the mountain."
"No matter who is besieging us today, I will make them pay a heavy price." Gu Shuo's voice was loud and cold, like the dead of winter.
Sang Yan stared at his back, feeling that this matter was not going to end well.
"Help your master up and go down the mountain." Sang Yan said to the Zhan family guards.
The guards of the Zhan family helped Zhan Yi up, and Zhan Yi almost fainted from crying.
Zhan Chi stood up from the ground, his whole body emitting coldness. He raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and his face seemed to have changed into a different person in an instant. He didn't even look at Sang Yan and walked down the mountain.
Sang Yan was stunned, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was determined and fierce, he wanted to kill him...
"I want all those who killed her to die, all of them to die, all of them to die..." Sang Zhi suddenly raised his head with a ferocious face, and his voice was unprecedentedly shrill.
Sang Yan was stunned again, staring at Sang Zhi with some disbelief, ferocity, and murderous intent in his eyes. Is this still his eighth brother?
"I want to kill him, kill him." Sang Zhi got up from the ground with a long sword in his hand.
"Eighth brother." Sang Yan held him back.
Sang Zhihui grabbed the long sword and swung it out.
Sang Yan was in shock. He came to his senses and quickly withdrew his hand, but his wrist was scratched by the sword.
"I will kill him, kill them." Sang Zhi murmured, his eyes as dark as the abyss, stumbling down the mountain.
Sang Yan stared at his back in a daze, and his eyes fell on Gu Shuo, Zhan Chi and Qian Fanji. Everyone seemed to be crazy as if they were possessed by a demon.
Ye Qianning's death was too much of a blow for them to bear.
They couldn't bear it, but what about Xiang Minghou who was thousands of miles away?
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