Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot-Chapter 323 - 301 Grandpa is the Guardian God

Meng Qianqian nearly stumbled and fell.

Ancestral graves were no ordinary places. The larger the family, the more they would choose a feng shui treasure land with all four symbols for their ancestors’ burial, stabilizing the ancestral aura to bless their descendants with promotions, wealth, and lasting fortune.

The first thing the Emperor did after founding his dynasty was to locate the dragon vein and build the imperial mausoleum atop it for the Imperial Family.

As for Grandfather digging up the Xun Family’s ancestral grave, in Ji Li’s words, it destroyed their feng shui and shook the foundation of their fate.

No wonder Prime Minister Xun was hopping mad.

"Grandfather, well done!"

"Hahaha! I think so too! Ah, enough talking! Let’s hurry and run! They’re catching up again!"

Meng Qianqian quickened her pace to catch up with the Miao King: "Grandfather, are we really just running away like this?"

The Miao King dashed forward with all his might: "Yes!"

While fleeing, Meng Qianqian turned her head toward the Miao King and said, "But my husband is still back there."

Screech—

The Miao King came to an abrupt halt, his shoes nearly sparking against the ground: "That brat is here too? Where? I didn’t see him!"

Meng Qianqian stopped as well, pointing back sheepishly: "He was standing right in front of me just now."

Just a tree away.

The Miao King: "..."

"Granddaughter-in-law, you run ahead first, I’ll go save that brat!"

He couldn’t let that brat have any mishap—otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to face Xian’er!

Xian’er, wait for me. I promise to bring that brat back to you safe and sound, round and chubby!

The Miao King activated his Qinggong, leaping past the Hidden Guards pursuing him. His agile figure was like a nimble leopard as he appeared before Lu Yuan and Luo San in the blink of an eye.

Without a word, he grabbed Luo San, slung him over his shoulder, and ran off!

For the second time, Lu Yuan was left behind: "..."

Xian’er may be my biological grandmother, but you’re probably not my biological grandfather.

A flash of sword light came slicing toward Lu Yuan’s face.

Meng Qianqian descended from the sky, kicking away the Hidden Guard’s blade and pulling Lu Yuan onto her back.

Lu Yuan once again: "..."

Lu Yuan: "Meng Xiaojiu, I can walk."

Meng Qianqian’s eyes sharpened: "Keep pretending to be Luo San, don’t expose yourself."

Lu Yuan’s expression darkened: "Are you giving orders to me?"

Another flash of sword light slashed toward the two of them, and Meng Qianqian briskly leaped aside to dodge.

Lu Yuan shouted angrily: "I’m Luo San! Are your eyes blind? You dare try to kill me?!"

While dodging the Hidden Guards, Meng Qianqian coldly said, "Luo San has been poisoned by my Gu. If you kill me and the Miao King, no one can remove the poison for him. Are you sure you want to take that risk?"

Their response was wave after wave of relentless attacks.

Luo San, lying on the Miao King’s shoulder, naturally heard and saw everything.

An arrow shot straight at him.

He did not dodge, closing his eyes to accept his fate.

The Miao King reached back and caught the arrow, snapping it in two: "Ahh! So aggressive! Don’t worry, grandson. With Grandfather here, no one will harm you!"

The Miao King, carrying Luo San, engaged in an intense fight with the Hidden Guards.

The Miao King kept his word, ensuring the "grandson" on his back remained unscathed.

Only one Hidden Guard accidentally grazed Luo San, but that was enough to infuriate the Miao King. He hoisted the guard up and beat him mercilessly.

Even after finishing, he wasn’t satisfied and hurled the guard to the ground, stomping on him repeatedly: "How dare you hurt my grandson! How dare you hurt my grandson!"

The Miao King was Lu Yuan’s greatest protector. Killing him would surely be considered a major achievement.

Luo San’s arm trembled as a dagger silently slid into his hand.

Just as he was about to act, the Hidden Guards suddenly fired several poison darts at him.

The Hidden Guards had figured it out—he was the Miao King’s weakness.

If the Miao King saved him, he wouldn’t be able to protect himself; if he protected himself, he wouldn’t be able to save him.

Without hesitation, the Miao King yanked him off his shoulder and used his entire back to shield him from the poison darts fired by the Hidden Guards!

"Aaah! Why are they aiming for my butt?!"

The Miao King ripped the poison dart out of his backside and hurled it back at the Hidden Guards with force.

Luo San looked at the Miao King with a complicated expression.

The Miao King noticed the dagger in his hand: "What could you possibly do with that little knife? Come on, hurry up and pull out these poison darts for me!"

The Miao King wasn’t afraid of poison, but the darts in his body hurt like hell.

He exposed his back to Luo San.

This was a golden opportunity. He was completely unguarded. Killing him would be effortless.

Luo San gripped the dagger, raised it, and brought it down!

—To extract a poison dart from his back.

The Miao King stretched lazily: "Ah, much better."

The second wave surged in.

The Miao King cracked his neck: "I’m out of time to play with you all. Chen’er, your turn."

"Yes, Grandfather."

Bai Qingchen tapped his toes lightly and stepped out from the shadows of the night.