Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 39 Dragon's Reverse Scale!

Chapter 39: Dragon's Reverse Scale!

"Master, you heard me right, it was the miss who beat up the young master of Yuchi's family!" Looking at Zhan Nantian's suspicious expression, the old butler said it again dumbfounded, if he hadn't witnessed the feat of beating someone on the day the miss returned to the mansion, ', he couldn't believe it.

What a tyrannical master Yu Chihua is?
"Xiyue beat Yu Chihua, beat him." Mr. Zhan was full of surprise.

"Yeah, something big is going to happen now..." At this moment, the old housekeeper's face suddenly became a little strange, and he hesitated to speak.

"Okay!" Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhan held back for a while, then slapped his thigh fiercely, and said with a smile, "Good fight!"

Xiyue, this girl has learned to be smart, not to mention, now she knows how to fight back, not bad, not bad, finally don't let him worry about it, so he just said, she is a kind of protector of the Marquis's mansion, so there is no reason for her to be bullied by others.

"?" The butler's face was full of black lines.

He now believes that the young lady's violent temper is completely spoiled by the master...

"But, this time, Miss, beat him up... and disabled him." The butler had no choice but to say it, with an embarrassing expression on his face.

Zhan Nan was stunned for a moment, realizing what the butler meant, "You mean, then, where is it?"

The butler nodded, looking troubled.

Where else?
"Cough——" the old man clenched his fists and coughed lowly, his old face slightly distorted, thinking to himself that this damned girl is quite smart and picky, after thinking for a while, he stroked his beard and said solemnly, "Let's be disabled, so as not to harm other girls .”

What can he do, can he beat Xiyue again?
"But master, what should we do with Yu Chiwei." The housekeeper was a little melancholy.

Yuchihua is indeed not a good thing, it can be said that he is capable of rape and robbery, but Yuchiwei is already incompatible with the master, so why not make a big fuss about it?Definitely have to go to His Majesty.

"Then let Yu Chiwei come to find Lao Tzu!" Zhan Nantian snorted coldly, shaking his sleeves, without any anger, and without hesitation to protect the calf, "Just let him kill and set fire to Yu Chihua, and don't let Xiyue fight back? "

Yu Chihua bullied his family, Xiyue, when he was young, don't think he doesn't know!

But he didn't catch him face to face, and insisted that Xiyue was stupid and fell on her own. Xiyue was timid at the time, and she couldn't tell why if she asked her, so she could only hold back her anger and worry.

He gets angry just thinking about it!
Ling Xiyue with her little hands behind her back, when she came back from shopping at Le Dian Er Dian Er, she bumped into the hall directly in front of her, sitting upright, her face sinking like water, closing her eyes and resting her mind, looking at the solemn expression of the old man, what are you waiting for without saying a word And metaphor.

Anyway, nothing good...

Ling Xiyue swallowed her saliva, secretly thinking that it was not good.

Step lightly, tiptoe pretending not to see, and back away.

"I'm back..." said slowly.

Ling Xiyue's spine numb slightly.

Zhan Nantian opened his eyes and looked at his granddaughter expressionlessly.

"Hey..." Ling Xiyue smiled into a flower in an instant, and smiled and leaned over with a flattering face, "Grandpa, it's so late, you haven't rested yet."

"You also know it's so late!" Zhan Nantian glared angrily.

Ling Xiyue touched the tip of her nose and smiled awkwardly.

The old man glared at his granddaughter, he was reluctant to beat her, and it was useless to scold her.

No way, after being sullen for a while, he sighed heavily and relaxed his face, "You little bastard, I can't let the old man take care of me, tell me, you don't even bring a guard with you when you go out, What if something really happens! You are going to piss me off!"

Qiulan bowed her head, looking like she was being scolded, so aggrieved.

She is not human?
Besides, if you meet a lady, just burn high incense and you will be fine. If something really happens that makes the lady have a headache, bringing two guards is not enough to eat...

"I'm fine." Ling Xiyue sat down leaning on the old man's arm.

Zhan Nantian stared at him with a glance.

Ling Xiyue got up silently and stood...

Zhan Nantian began to babble, like a mother-in-law, "Grandpa, this is for your own good. How many times have I told you that you have to bring guards with you wherever you go. You see, when you were young, you were injured every three days and once every two days." Little injury, you have been weak since childhood..."

Ling Xiyue nodded like pounding garlic.

When the old man finished reading, she slowly raised her hand and turned it over, "Look, Grandpa."

"What are you looking at!" Zhan Nantian was about to explode with rage, he didn't have the heart to look at anything else.

But those little hands are white and tender, which is really pretty.

cough--

He said it was business!
Ling Xiyue gently placed her hand on the iron-wood tea table next to him, touched it lightly, and took it away.

"Hmph, you are still playing, you dead girl, grandpa, I am telling you very seriously, have you listened, I said..."

"Crack!"

A crisp sound interrupted Zhan Nantian's chanting.

what sound?
Zhan Nantian lowered his eyes and saw that the black tea table made of iron and wood cracked with a crackling sound, and the cracks spread densely like lightning. In an instant, it collapsed, and it fell apart into debris and pieces of wood scattered in all directions. .

Ironwood, as the name suggests, is as hard as black iron!
Zhan Nantian's chanting mouth was opened wide, frozen in the air.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, "Xiyue! You...you don't have decades of skill...but your body..."

Even if it is him, deep internal strength may not be able to achieve it. There is clearly no trace of internal strength in Xiyue's body, and he knows this very well.

"I really don't know internal skills." Ling Xiyue clapped her hands and explained, "But I have my own way. I have grown up and can protect myself, so don't worry, Grandpa."

It's true that she didn't practice internal skills, all she learned was killing skills!

Coincidentally, yes!
Hurry up!
All martial arts in the world lead to the same goal by different routes.

As long as the angle is found cleverly, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

With one worth a thousand, push mountains and move seas!
"This..." The old man was still a little confused, he needed to stroke it.

Ling Xiyue sat down, held the old man's big hand that was rough like bark, and said slowly, "Grandpa, I have the ability to protect myself, and from now on, I will protect you and little uncle. Let nothing hurt you!"

The girl's scarred face seemed to be glowing with jade, firm and serious.

This simple sentence almost made Zhan Nantian burst into tears!

Zhan Nantian is well-known and has always appeared in front of everyone as a strong man, but everyone seems to have ignored that he is already an old man over sixty years old.

How hard and tired he has been these years, who would know?
Losing his beloved daughter, losing his wife, and losing his beloved son's arms... There are successive blows, he has to take care of the stupid grandson, and he has to support Ruoda's Houmen mansion by himself, and he has to guard against the moths in the backyard. Who can he fight with in the bitterness? Say?

"Xiyue, you have really grown up." The old man fought back his tears and patted the little girl on the shoulder.

Ling Xiyue held the old man's hand tightly, "Don't worry, I'm here."

The other side of cold-blooded and ruthless is actually the most affectionate, just like Ling Xiyue, she has no mercy for the enemy, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a murderous devil, but she is very cruel to friends and people around her. Full of enthusiasm, pure sincerity.

And now, she has relatives.

It is an existence that cannot be touched!
The reverse scale of the dragon, whoever moves, dies!
The grandpa and grandson had a long talk with each other until late into the night, having a great time together like a happy family.

Back at Xiyue Pavilion, it was already late at night.

Ling Xiyue walked into the Xiangge rubbing her shoulders and stretched comfortably.

"Miss, don't forget about the spring hunting feast tomorrow, you have to dress up beautifully, you know!" Qiu Lan hurriedly reminded her, and piled her carefully selected clothes on Ling Xiyue, " How about this one, this one, eh, this one..."

"Hey, don't wear it, go to rest." Ling Xiyue dodged impatiently, and she was not ready to go.

Suddenly, she frowned, and a sly smile appeared on her lips.

There are guests here!

(End of this chapter)