Chapter 4450 Give You Candy

"The elders in the clan are preventing you from inheriting the position of high priest. The high priest will not give in easily. He will definitely take some measures."

"You mean..."

"I'm afraid they are in danger, especially the old man who is leading the opposition to you inheriting the position of high priest." Qian'er said.

"I'll go right away."

"I am coming too."

"good!"

Xiaozhuang took her hand very naturally and led her out.

Qian'er looked at his hands, a little stunned.

There are guards outside.

But when they saw that it was Master Long Bo who came out, they didn't dare to stop him at all.

Everyone knew that the high priest regarded his only son as a treasure and was determined to pass the position to him. What's more, this young master Long Bo is not a kind-hearted person.

Even the old man will be beaten if he disagrees.

Who dares to provoke.

These guards themselves were not from the Uzbek tribe. Like the servants, they could no longer survive outside, either sold themselves, or were rescued and willingly became slaves of the temple.

They would never dare to offend the future high priest.

Xiaozhuang and Qian'er walked away under the helpless eyes of the guards.

On the road, there were old people carrying baskets or children running wildly and playing. When they saw Luang Bo coming, they all looked very flinching. Several older children ran away, leaving a younger one who fell down and burst into tears.

Qian'er hurriedly stepped forward, helped the child up, patted the dust on his body, "Does it hurt where you fell?"

The child was only four or five years old. Looking at the gentle and beautiful woman in front of him, he pursed his lips and held back his tears: "It doesn't hurt."

"Walk slower, okay?"

"Um!"

"You're so good, I'll give this to you." Qian'er took out a piece of candy from her purse and handed it to him.

The child took the candy and left happily.

Xiaozhuang put his hands behind his hands and watched this scene.

Qian'er turned around and said, "You have become the King of Hell in the village. Old people and children will run away when they see you."

Xiaozhuang laughed and said, "Even if I don't do those things, I'm not lovable."

He doesn't care whether people like him or not.

If he had cared about the eyes of others, he would have died many times over.

"Let's go quickly."

Qian'er knew that he had no choice but to stop, and they speeded up to find Uncle Jiu's house.

Uncle Jiu lives with his granddaughter and grandson-in-law.

When they arrived, the granddaughter was squatting at the door washing clothes. When she saw Xiaozhuang coming, she subconsciously stood up, took a few steps back, and said tremblingly: "Master Long Bo, what can I do for you?"

Qian'er said hurriedly: "Don't be afraid, we just want to ask, where is your old man?"

"You are looking for my grandpa? My grandpa is in the house and doesn't want to see outsiders."

"Besides us, is there anyone else looking for him?" Xiaozhuang asked.

"No."

"Are you sure he's fine? Do you want to go in and have a look?" Qian'er asked.

The granddaughter was a little unhappy, but she was afraid of Xiaozhuang and said reluctantly: "My grandpa is strong and very good. Why are you cursing people?"

Xiaozhuang pulled Qian'er: "Since the old man is fine, let's go."

Unexpectedly, the two of them had just walked not far when they heard frightened screams coming from the room behind them.

Xiaozhuang and Qian'er looked at each other.

problem occurs.

They ran back quickly.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the old man lying on the ground, his face was ashen, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and there was tea spilled on the floor in his hand.

The granddaughter cried and knelt on the ground, shaking the old man.

Xiaozhuang squatted down and reached out to explore the old man's neck artery.