There are not many puppets left in Murong Qinghai, so it is impossible to use this puppet to deal with those eunuchs.

Mo Qiaoer and others immediately mocked: "I think he is already exhausted."

Murong Haitang looked at him with a complicated expression and said nothing.

But Wu Yuan said at this time, "If I were him, I would choose to escape."

As soon as Wu Yuan finished speaking, the old man Zhuri shouted loudly, "Where can you go!"

Sure enough, when he saw Murong Qinghai grabbing a little gap with the cover of those puppets, he was really impressed by Wu Yuan.

But how could the old man Zhuri be willing to let Murong Qinghai leave like this? He hurriedly chased after him.

Murong Qinghai has been searching for more than ten years and has only found someone he has found now. I am afraid that I don’t know when and when will I find the person again.

But how could Murong Qinghai be completely unprepared? The moment the old man Zhuri chased after him, he turned around suddenly and smiled at the old man Zhuri, "Die."

"Not good, I've been fooled."

The old man Zhuri realized that he was deceived and it was too late to avoid it.

A flying knife slid directly across the old man Zhuri's neck and flew over.

"Grandpa!" Mo Qiaoer exclaimed in surprise.

Yan Fei and Yan Miao also stood up quickly, and the three of them rushed towards the direction of Old Man Zhuri at the same time.

But after being stopped by Wu Yuan, at this moment, I decided not to let the three of them go there, otherwise something worse would happen.

This battle is not a joke.

Both sides rushed to kill them all. Now Murong Qinghai is forced to death, and going out is equivalent to dying.

"Brother Wu Yuan, please let me go, I'm going to save my grandfather."

While Wu Yuan grabbed Mo Qiaoer tightly, he also turned around and looked towards the direction of the old man Zhuri.

Wu Yuan was shocked when he saw the old man Zhuri swing his sword and chopping off one of Murong Qinghai's arms.

The old man Zhuri is indeed the best master in the world, and he still does not forget to fight back under such circumstances.

Seeing Murong Qinghai screaming heart-wrenchingly, it was obvious that Old Man Zhuri was so fierce.

But Murong Qinghai, in a rage, threw out several flying knives one after another.

At such a close distance, without exception, all hits.

Mo Qiaoer was stunned by this scene and stopped struggling.

The two sisters Yan Miao and Yan Fei also had the same expression.

Wu Yuan also felt a little nervous, "It's over, this time, the old man Zhuri is probably really out of help."

At this time, Emperor Wu also hurriedly shouted: "Hurry, save people quickly and save Mr. Zhuri back."

Several eunuchs immediately carried out Emperor Wu's orders.

While a large group of eunuchs were fighting against Murong Qinghai, several eunuchs brought the old man Zhuri back.

The old man Zhuri had six flying knives stabbed in his chest, but the most fatal one was the one that cut his neck at the beginning.

At the moment, the old man Zhuri was covered in blood. Wu Yuan quickly covered the old man Zhuri's neck, "Shi Shi, hurry, help stop the bleeding."

Although the old man Zhuri deceived him before, Wu Yuan understood the old man Zhuri's position, not to mention that it was Mo Qiaoer, Yan Fei and Yan Miao, the three grandfathers.

Wu Yuan can not forgive the deception of the old man Zhuri, but he cannot stand by death without saving him.

Mo Qiaoer, Yan Fei and Yan Miao also surrounded him, shouting "Grandpa."

Ouyang Shishi opened her mouth, and she wanted to say that the old man Zhuri was no longer saved, and their Ouyang family did not have a magic pill to bring about resurrection.

But she swallowed the words to her mouth, and she couldn't bear to see Mo Qiaoer and others so sad.

There was also the anxiety in Wu Yuan's eyes, which made it difficult for her to say, so she had to grab a handful of healing medicine.

But when he was about to feed the old man Zhuri, the old man Zhuri suddenly raised his hand to stop him.

"Child, stop wasting medicine. The medicine from the Ouyang family is very difficult." Old man Zhuri said with a smile.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he coughed violently and vomited blood from his mouth.

"Grandpa!" Mo Qiaoer and the other two were shocked.

Wu Yuan also tried his best to stop the bleeding of the old man Zhuri.

"Don't cry, Qiao'er, Fei'er, Miao'er, don't cry, you feel sorry for grandpa when you cry. It's because grandpa doesn't give you a favor. It's because grandpa is not good for cheating you." Old man Zhuri finally had the opportunity to say something about apologizing.

The three sisters shook their heads repeatedly and cried into tears. The three of them were just talking angry words before. Of course, they didn't want the old man Zhuri to be really troublesome.

"Grandpa, you are not allowed to die. As long as you don't die, we will forgive you." Mo Qiaoer said crying.

"Is it Brother Wu Yuan?" Mo Qiaoer looked at Wu Yuan again.

Wu Yuan lamented in his heart, but nodded immediately to respond.

"Grandpa, look, Brother Wu Yuan has forgiven you too, so you must survive." Mo Qiaoer begged.

The old man Zhuri raised his eyes slightly and looked at Wu Yuan.

Of course, Wu Yuan also knew the situation of the old man Zhuri, so he would definitely not be able to survive and there was nothing to complain about.

"The past is over. You said that you are so old, why are you showing off just now?" Wu Yuan couldn't help but say this.

Unexpectedly, the old man Zhuri said very seriously: "That dog hurt my granddaughter. How could I not vent my anger for my precious granddaughters? Finally, I was not too embarrassed and chopped one of his arms. Haha, how about Wuyuan, I am okay?"

Wu Yuan was moved in his heart, just trying to vent his anger for his granddaughter, but he ended up paying his life.

At this time, the old man Zhuri said weakly again: "What a pity. I originally wanted to cut another arm to give you an explanation. I am afraid it won't work now, but that's it. Anyway, I have given you three granddaughters, so you still have the nerve to resent me if I can?"

Hearing this familiar tone of teasing, Wu Yuan forced a smile and said, "What you always say is that I owe you my old man, but I have to treat your three granddaughters well in the future and take it as a return of your love."

This is Wu Yuan’s promise to Old Man Zhuri, which can also be regarded as a relief for Old Man Zhuri.

Sure enough, the old man Zhuri was also smiling happily, "It's so comfortable to talk to you boy, I'm relieved."

Wu Yuan nodded, and then handed over the remaining time to Mo Qiaoer and the other two, asking the grandfather and grandson to say their final farewell.

But after getting up, Wu Yuan's face was also full of murderous aura.

He turned his head and said to Emperor Wu: "You always think you are planning and taking everything into your hands. Have you ever thought that there would be such a result?"

Emperor Wu frowned slightly, and said angrily in the face of Wu Yuan's sarcasm: "I am also sad about the death of the teacher, but don't you understand the principle that one general can achieve success and bleed thousands of bones?"

"Look at this palace, there are corpses all over the ground?"
Chapter completed!