Another world tour

"Xiao'er?" Heda flew over and held Han Xiao in his arms before he fell to the ground. Looking at his pale face, his heart tightened.

"Xiao Qi...it was seriously injured...cough cough!" A trace of scarlet overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help coughing anymore, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

"Be patient for now, don't talk anymore." Heda patted his trembling back distressedly, knowing that he was suffering, but she couldn't do anything about it. Such a self is really annoying.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The Nascent Soul's crack in his body was already so big that it was about to be split in two, but he didn't want to die yet, he still wanted to find his family and accompany his royal father...but..." vomit--"

"Xiao'er, Xiao'er, don't scare me..." Heda couldn't believe his eyes, how could his Xiao'er be vomiting blood, frantically trying to help Xiao'er wipe off the blood, but the blood on his hand was getting worse and worse. More and more, how could this happen?how so?

There is only one thought left on the face, to block them, and not let them flow out, otherwise, Xiao Er will die, will die...

This idea made Heda feel like falling into an ice cellar, they must be blocked!

He kissed the blood-spitting lips fiercely, and blocked the sweet liquid with his tongue.

"Hey hey..." Han Xiao could only make such a slight whimpering sound, the blood that kept surging up and wanted to vomit was pressed back, stuck in the throat and unable to breathe; the pain; wish to let the soul leave the body, but do not seek relief because of the attachment of the heart.

Tears, one drop after another, slipped through the corners of his eyes, blurring his vision.It's useless to open his eyes wide open, after all, he can't see the familiar face clearly, he devoted all his love...

In the end, I can only close my eyes helplessly, I am really not reconciled...

"Xiao Er! Xiao Er!" Bits of white light dissipated, and the person in his arms returned to his original appearance, with teardrops hanging on his face that had faded from life, dark red blood overflowed from the corners of his slightly parted lips, and ran across his snow-white face Into the satin black hair.

Heda had never been so scared before, and even forgot to breathe, staring at the person in his arms stupidly, his completely blank mind was unable to judge whether the person in his arms was alive or dead.

He raised his hand, trembling uncontrollably, only the sound of his own heartbeat was left in the whole world, and it moved closer to Xiao Er's nose bit by bit——

The warm and weak air current wrapped around the fingertips, "Xiao Er, that's great, it's great, luckily you're fine!" The ecstatic voice distorted the cold voice, and took out a clean blanket again to wrap Xiao Er. Tightly, carefully hugged in his arms, the sadness on Leng Jun's face was replaced by obsession, his baby is still here, still here.

Carefully wiped off the blood on Han Xiao's face with a silk handkerchief until the entire face was clean, and then gently pressed a kiss on his pale lips, filling his heart full again.

"Slave waited for the rescue to come too late, please punish the master!" The lore dark guards knelt on the ground after cleaning up the battlefield. No one dared to imagine that His Highness the Seventh Prince would die young.

"Damn it." There was no emotion in the cold voice, but all the hidden guards who knew Heda's personality knew that what their master said was absolutely true.A chill rose from their spines, and their instinctive fear made their hearts tremble, and their clothes were wet with sweat.

"Please master punish me." Fate, they have long been out of control, death is their fate.

"Well, deputy team..." Murong Feng couldn't bear to plead for them, but after meeting Heda's cold gaze, his legs trembled disobediently, "I... nothing... nothing... Say..." I thought to myself: The devil really is a devil, it's too scary.There was also a voice that could not be ignored, gushing from the bottom of his heart: Why are demons so handsome!God is so unfair~

"Uncle...uncle, don't punish them... okay?" Bellorit plucked up the courage to intercede for them, rolling his eyes: "Brother Xiao will be unhappy." Even he himself didn't like such lame rumors. How to believe.

"Really?" Heda's voice was as cold as before, and he picked up the half-dead Kenrich from the ground, and couldn't help frowning when he saw the injuries on his body.

"Yeah." Bellorit nodded vigorously, his little head still didn't understand why the uncle wanted to kill those who saved them.

"Where's Wells?" Heda asked coldly, ignoring Bellorit.

"Return to Master, it's in Wanderloo." One of the hidden guards replied respectfully.

"Catch Wandro at full speed!" After putting Kenrich into the pet space, Heda stood up and said coldly: "I will go to the execution hall to receive the punishment after I go back."

"Yes, thank you master for your kindness!" This fate was temporarily saved, and the guards were slightly relieved.

Vanderlodge is one of the largest main cities in the Dominican Republic. As soon as the day dawned, the city was already buzzing with people.Of course, this is also related to faith-according to the doctrine, all believers must pray to the gods from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] am on Antian, and the benevolent gods will bless them and bring them peace and happiness.

Residents in the main city are generally relatively wealthy, and the metropolis will go to the cathedral to pray in person. Therefore, when Heda and his party entered Wanderloe, they saw pedestrians on the street flocking towards the most striking building in the center of the main city. go.

The cathedral, which occupies 1/4 of the city of Wanderloe, is magnificent and solemn, and it is also the tallest building in the city. The silver cross that soars into the sky shines with divine brilliance in the morning light.From time to time, white auspicious birds fly by, shouting happiness and peace.Below the cross is a huge clock, even at the gate of the city, the scale on it can be clearly seen, 5 minutes short, seven o'clock.

"Faith is really a terrifying thing," Murong Feng gasped. China is a country with gods but no faith, so he naturally couldn't understand what was going on in front of him.

"Maybe it's even more terrifying than you imagined." Mary said in a daze. When the orcs were still suffering from hunger and cold, human beings were living extravagantly and crazy for false beliefs. I have to say that God is really Partial.

"Master, Mr. Wells is at the Sergio Hotel." A fairly common resident said in a low voice as he passed by, and then walked towards the church without looking back. Outsiders thought he was calling these people Give Way.

"Let's go." Heda said in a cold voice with no expression on his face. At this time, he was already burning with anxiety.

Pedestrians on the street hurried towards the cathedral, but they didn't pay much attention to Heda and his party. Soon they arrived at the Sergio Hotel.

"What's wrong with the baby?" Willy waited at the hotel entrance early in the morning, and immediately greeted Heda when he saw Heda coming.

"Go in." Heda said coldly.

"Yes, I have booked a room, let's go." Willy took Heda to a very elegantly furnished room, and immediately began to check on Han Xiaoping after Heda put Han Xiaoping on the bed.

"How is Xiao Er?" Heda asked eagerly after Willie finished checking.

"Xiao'er, I'm afraid..." Willie hesitated to speak, and was extremely afraid of being cut off by his Majesty.

"Speak!" Heda made the worst plan in her heart, but when Willy told the truth, her heart still couldn't help but throbbing.

"Baby..." Willy gritted his teeth and said with great pain: "He has at most 20 days to live...

"Bang—bang—" The beautiful room was instantly in chaos, and Heda's eyes were red like a demon god reborn, and Willie couldn't breathe due to the thick murderous aura accompanied by endless sadness and despair.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me." Willie knelt on one knee, as a courtier, that was all he could say.

"Hahaha...then let Dominica be buried with him!" The bloody eyes were full of brutal killing intent.

"Your Majesty, please think twice!" Willy advised earnestly, this is not the best time to launch a battle.

Damn them all! "Heda paused word by word, her light golden hair was windless and automatic, probably nothing more than an angry hair rushing to the crown.

"Your Majesty, please focus on the overall situation!"

"Get out!" Willy was so shocked by Heda's leaked fighting spirit that he bled, knowing that persuasion was useless, he got up and stumbled out, wiping the corners of his mouth, his usual cynicism changed from his face, his shrewd brain quickly Calculating the various possibilities that will be faced.

"Cough, cough..." A weak cough came from the bed, "Father..." It was quickly submerged in the heart-piercing cough.

"Xiao'er, it's okay, it's okay, it'll be fine." Heda walked to the bed and dragged Han Xiao into his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want some water?"

Han Xiao suppressed the itching in his throat, nodded weakly, his pale face was full of sick flushes.

After pouring hot water and carefully blowing it to warm, "Xiao Er, drink water."

Feed the water into Han Xiao's mouth as gently as possible until he shook his head to indicate that it was enough.Heda put the cup aside, and wanted to lay Han Xiao flat on the bed to let him sleep peacefully, but unexpectedly, a small hand tightly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Father, don't go." Heda's heart tightened when he heard the soft voice with a hint of fragility and coquettishness.

"Don't go, don't go, obediently put your hand in!" He grabbed that cold little hand and put it under the blanket.

"Don't don't, you always lie to me." Said that his eyes were covered with water vapor.

"When have I lied to you?" Heda felt distressed, but at the same time was completely confused.

"You promised that I would be on top, but you never kept it!" Han Xiaohu pouted and stared at Heda confidently.

This sentence made Heda dumbfounded, his baby is really...