Chen Guhong looked at Shui Jianhan with a smile. This twelve-year-old girl was wearing a green dress, very agile and very eccentric. She smiled like a flower at this moment, and she was also very lively.

He is not as reserved as a lady from a wealthy family, and he doesn't smile too much.

Chen Guhong suddenly felt that it would be better to give her this happiness than to give her Kunwu sword at her age.

"Uncle, why are you looking at me?" Shui Jianhan didn't blush when he was looked at by Chen Guhong, and asked strangely with his big eyes open.

"I think you are much better now than when you are holding a sword and using a cold air to force people." Chen Guhong was also cheerful, so he said with a smile.

"It's good to have a sword. How can the daughter of the Shui family not hold a sword?" Shui Jianhan disagreed with this, then showed a proud and sharp look and said, "I will travel with my sword to revive my father's power."

"The ambition is commendable." Chen Guhong touched Shui Jianhan's little head and said with a smile.

"Uncle, don't touch my head." Shui Jianhan was not used to this kind of intimacy, and twisted his head and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay, don't touch your head." Chen Guhong laughed and stopped touching her head.

The uncle and nephew chatted and laughed calmly, neither being pretentious nor being respectful to the elders and younger generations, and were very harmonious.

"Da da da da!" At this moment, a sound of horse hooves sounded. Then a large group of people appeared within the sight of the two.

Everyone has a tall head and a big horse, and the waist is wearing a sword and breath is fierce.

The leader was thirty years old and was extremely powerful. He was born with a Chinese face, his eyes were as sharp as eagles, and he was more than nine feet tall and strong. He was rushing to his face with a force.

He had a sword around his waist, but it was just a decoration, because his people were more powerful than swords.

Chen Guhong tilted his head and looked at the team.

"It's the patrol team." Shui Jianhan whispered in a low voice when he saw this. Chen Guhong showed a sudden look on his face and looked at the person in charge. The patrol team was the elite team selected by the Shui family to deal with this crisis, inspecting inside and outside the city, arresting spies from the other side's forces to maintain stability, etc.

Even Chen Guhong heard the calluses in his ears and competed with Quan Feixia. The current head of the Shui family is only inferior to the swordsman Shui Qianshan who is on the verge of the water.

"From his momentum, he is indeed not worse than Brother Shui. He just looks full of power without his expression, but he does not have the heroic spirit of Brother Shui." Chen Guhong commented in his heart.

"Uncle Qianshan." Although his mother and this man were as powerful as water and fire, Shui Jianhan was respectful and put down his fishing rod and bowed to Shui Qianshan.

Chen Guhong was also polite, and bowed with the etiquette of a scholar.

Shui Qianshan did not make a sound immediately, and looked at the fish rod and the lively fish in the bamboo basket. He glanced at Shui Jianhan with great force and said lightly: "There is a way to play with Shang Zhi. Your father is scattered all over the world. His sword aims at the sky. But he killed Bai Zheng, a sword in Jiangbei swordsman. This is a distant hatred. Now that the strong enemy is approaching, the clan is in danger of being exhausted. Men, women, young and old are all working hard, but you are fishing here. Do you think you deserve your identity?"

When Shui Jianhan heard this, his expression changed, bit his lip, lowered his head and said, "I'm wrong."

"If you are wrong, then change it." Shui Qianshan's face became more and more severe. He glanced at Chen Guhong again and asked, "And who is this person? You are twelve years old this year, and you can get married in a few years. Our Shui family's children are also happy and not distracted. You can make your own decisions about the marriage. I don't care what kind of man you look for, but scholars have always been unfaithful and enthusiastic about fame, wealth and career. There are many people who abandon their wives and children after they become famous. So I would like to advise you that it is better to stay away from this person."

Because of his elders, Shui Qianshan took up all the high ground in his words. He scolded him from a high point. After hearing his previous sentence, Chen Guhong felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Shui Jianhan biting his lips.

My impression of him was greatly reduced, thinking.

"This is also his cousin. Is it necessary to scold so many people?"

After listening to his second half of the sentence, he was so angry that he saw that Shui Jianhan had a white face, tightly held his fists, and he held back. Chen Guhong tidied up his clothes and bowed to Shui Qianshan and said, "I will make a statement first. Chen Guhong in Xia Naichengyang is a friend of Brother Pingshui in Shuizhong. He is just an uncle and nephew. It is not the kind of relationship he thought about."

Shui Qianshan was a little surprised when he heard this. My eldest brother, who was a literati, actually, was a literati who was friends? But friends were just friends, what did they have to do with me?

If Shui Zhongping is still alive, Shui Qianshan will be respectful, but now Shui Zhongping is dead, he is the head of the family, and Quan Feixia is fighting for power and profit with him, and Kunwu Jian disappears again.

It's just that there is no mercy.

"So that's it, I'm abrupt." Shui Qianshan nodded lightly, and Chen Guhong bowed and bowed. This person was not polite, and he said he was abrupt, but he didn't have any apology at all, and he was mostly perfunctory.

If someone respects me one foot, I will return it to me one foot. Otherwise, I will be a husband. Chen Guhong is the other person, and when he sees this, he also shows the reserved look of a scholar. He bows and says, "It's better to know that it's abrupt. If you know the mistakes, you can correct them. There is no greater good. Just correct your mistakes, and you will still be a husband."

After a pause, Chen Guhong said again: "As for what he said, I don't agree with it."

"You're so kind!" The swordsmen behind Shui Qianshan were in a state of turmoil and looked at Chen Guhong with very bad eyes. Shui Jianhan's face was tense, and he stretched out his hand to pull Chen Guhong's sleeve. Chen Guhong turned around and smiled at Shui Jianhan, and said with a smile: "Uncle Wei will teach you today, don't care about your identity or strength. As long as you are happy, you are not afraid of heaven or earth. You are a person who is a good person, why should you be afraid of him?"

Chen Guhong said nothing softly, and Shui Qianshan and others were swordsmen again, so they heard clearly. The swordsmen behind Shui Qianshan were in a stir again, and their murderous eyes almost cut Chen Guhong alive.

Shui Jianhan was thinking, his expression on his face slowed down, and his subconscious tense body gradually returned to softness. His lowered head slowly raised, regaining a lot of pleasure and a lot of arrogance.

Shui Qianshan's eyes suddenly brightened, so bright that it was so shiny that it was very murderous. Then the murderous aura slowly converged, and his eyes gradually returned to normal.

"Do you know that when a warrior is angry, he will splatter blood for five steps?"

Shui Qianshan said lightly, there was no emotion on his face, like the cold ice. Although he put away his murderous aura, he looked even more fierce.

Chen Guhong was not afraid and bowed with a smile and said, "The behead is just to put the head on the ground. If Brother Qianshan is angry or angry, then kill me. But even if the knife is placed on my neck, it will not be able to block my mouth."
Chapter completed!