After Thousands Of Years Of Seclusion, I Was Broadcast Live On The Entire Internet

Mr. Guo subconsciously wanted to push up the wheelchair and stand up, only to find that he had no feeling in his legs.

"Can you take me to see the head of the family?" As he said that, Mr. Guo added: "This is the only wish I have in my life."

"Ah? This..." Qi Miao hesitated. After all, so many people wanted to see Qi You, and she didn't dare to agree to them one by one.

When the students present saw that Qi Miao was still hesitant about Mr. Guo, they became even more anxious for her.

"I told you, classmate Qi, what else are you thinking about?"

"That's right. This is a legend in our southern city. I wonder why you are hesitating?"

"Isn't Mr. Guo worthy of meeting your elders?"

"What are you pretending to be here?" He Fengcheng took advantage of the chaos and shouted.

It was this sound that aroused Mr. Guo's anger.

"presumptuous!"

Mr. Guo suddenly slapped the armrest of his wheelchair. His eyes hidden in the wrinkles looked like wild beasts.

Wherever his gaze passed, all the students avoided their eyes and did not dare to look at him.

For a moment, the entire stadium was silent.

"Who do you think you are! You dare to speak out against Mr. Qi's descendants?" Mr. Guo scolded with an unhappy face: "Even if Mr. Qi doesn't see me, I don't dare and I won't have any complaints!"

Seeing this situation, Qi Miao hurriedly stepped forward: "Old sir, don't be angry, I...I will convince my parents to see you."

As soon as he heard Qi Miao's words, Mr. Guo's anger disappeared instantly. At this moment, he was excited and incoherent: "Really? That's great, great!"

Seeing this, Amy also walked up quickly: "Grandpa Guo, how can you still be so angry at such an old age?" She smiled: "I see, Grandpa Guo can live another two hundred years!"

"Um?"

Mr. Guo looked at Amy suspiciously. Only now did he notice the identity of the other party: "Lanshan, I didn't expect you to come too?"

"Yes." Amy nodded: "Mr. Qi comes out. As a descendant of the Yue family, how dare I not come?"

Mr. Guo nodded in agreement: "Is that old guy Yue Songming about to die? Can he sit still in Beicheng for such a big thing?"

To others, this sentence would be called treason, but when it came out of Mr. Guo's mouth, it didn't make Amy feel the least bit uncomfortable.

"Mr. Guo is joking." Amy smiled: "My grandpa is in good health, but he has not come back from Zhongzhou some time ago."

Mr. Guo nodded: "As long as he is not dead, let him come to Nancheng to talk to me when he has time."

"Okay." Amy agreed.

After the two of them finished talking, Mr. Guo turned his attention to Qi Miao: "Excuse me, the master, are you free today?"

"She should be free." Qi Miao thought for a moment and said, "He rarely goes out."

"Then..." Before Mr. Guo finished speaking, Qi Miao spoke for him: "I know, grandpa wants to go now, right?"

Mr. Guo nodded heavily twice, and Qi Miao stopped fussing and reached out to push Mr. Guo's wheelchair.

"What are you doing!?" The bodyguard looked at Qi Miao warily.

But just as the bodyguard was about to step forward to stop Qi Miao, he was stopped by Mr. Guo's look: "The descendants of the family master want to push a wheelchair for me, why are you trying to stop me? Are you trying to rebel?"

The word rebellion is a joke among ordinary people.

But among the upper class, it would be a real crime.

For a moment, the bodyguard quickly backed away: "I don't dare, I'm sorry, Mr. Guo, I overstepped my bounds!"

"It won't happen again!" Mr. Guo tilted his head, and his fierce eyes became extremely kind when facing Qi Miao: "Then let's go."

"Okay." Qi Miao said and nodded politely towards Amy and Guangyi Bo: "Contact me by phone!"

Then, with everyone watching, Qi Miao and Mr. Guo left the gymnasium.

After getting into Mr. Guo's car, Qi Miao unexpectedly turned off the live broadcast, causing the audience to complain crazily.

"Your name is Qi Miao, right?" Mr. Guo looked at Qi Miao as if he were his own granddaughter.

Qi Miao nodded quickly.

Mr. Guo sorted out his thoughts: "You look a lot like Mrs. Leng."

"Mrs. Leng?" Qi Miao was confused and asked as if she had realized something: "Is Mrs. Leng the wife of my elder? Then...is she still alive?"

Hearing these words, Mr. Guo's eyes dimmed instantly: "He's gone a long time ago."

After saying that, Mr. Guo sighed and recalled: "If Madam Leng was still here, the head of the family wouldn't choose to go into seclusion to survive the tribulation..."

"What?" Qi Miao seemed to have heard a very incredible word: "Retreat...to overcome the tribulation!?"

Mr. Guo coughed twice in embarrassment before realizing that he had said the wrong thing: "Haha, I'm old and I'm talking nonsense again."

"By the way, when did you and the head of the family know each other?" Mr. Guo quickly changed the subject.

"A few days ago." Qi Miao recalled her encounter with Qi You and felt it was like a dream: "At that time, my ancestor seemed to have jumped off the high-speed rail. I was still live broadcasting at that time..."

During the rest of the journey, Qi Miao kept talking to Mr. Guo about the magical experiences of the past few days.

He didn't finish talking until the car stopped at Tianshui Villa.

"That's it." Mr. Guo smiled and nodded. He looked at the villa and murmured to himself: "Master..."

However, Mr. Guo never dared to move forward after being put in a wheelchair by his bodyguard.

"What's wrong, Grandpa Guo?" Qi Miao looked at Mr. Guo doubtfully.

But Mr. Guo was like a nervous child at the moment, he was fumbling with his wheelchair at a loss.

Then, he waved the bodyguard away, and a pair of wrinkled arms began to move towards the wheelchair.

"Grandpa Guo, what are you doing?" Qi Miao was shocked. Are you going to stand up?

Mr. Guo shook his head and said, "Oh, how dare I sit down when meeting the head of the family?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he supported the wheelchair harder and wanted to stand up and kneel down to Qi You.

Sudden--

"You are already old and your legs are no longer working, so you don't have to stick to the old etiquette!"

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Guo was startled. This voice was all too familiar to him.

"Master!"

Mr. Guo made a hoarse and unpleasant trembling sound, and the next second, he was crying like a child.

Mr. Guo's appearance frightened Qi Miao.

Such an old man was so excited that she was afraid that Mr. Guo would just... die.

"Grandpa Guo, don't be excited, don't be excited!" Qi Miao quickly stepped forward and patted Mr. Guo on the back.

Then, she pushed Mr. Guo into the villa. The bodyguards wanted to follow, but they were all stopped by Mr. Guo: "Just wait outside!"

"Yes, Mr. Guo!"

After entering the villa, Mr. Guo looked around in the hall until he saw Qi You standing on the second floor.

"Miaomiao, go get some tea." Qi You ordered.

"OK."

The moment Qi Miao went to the kitchen, she saw Qi You jumping down from the second floor.

"Master!" Mr. Guo never thought that Qi You's figure and appearance would not change in any way after not seeing him for a thousand years.

"Jianchen, I didn't expect you to be dead yet." Qi You patted Guo Jianchen on the shoulder and sat back in the main seat.

"The old servant is dull in nature. He only reached the Nascent Soul stage when he was more than two hundred years old." Guo Jianchen scratched his head in embarrassment: "Now the longevity is about to disappear."

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