Song Jian pressed his fingers on the old man's neck on the ground, and the magic aura on the old man's neck was already very weak.

Song Jian sighed in his heart. Although it is difficult for warriors to die in the life-cultivation period, it does not mean that they will not die. Although this old man is at the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm, and his qi, blood, yin and yang in his body have been harmonized and he has been elevated, the injuries he suffered just now are too severe. Moreover, he has spontaneously ignited the law of the law before to block the enemy. It seems that this time is a bit of luck and will not be able to survive for much time.

Song Jian looked at the girl and shook his head slightly.

Although the girl was ignorant of the world, she also understood the result from the old man's expression and Song Jian's expression. Tears in her eyes suddenly slid down, squatting on the ground, lying on the old man's chest and crying.

"Uncle Long, it's all Xiaoqian that is bad. It's Xiaoqian that hurts you! It's Xiaoqian that hurts you!" The girl sounded like Xiaoqian, and she was lying on the old man's chest at this moment, almost fainting from crying.

Song Jian stood up without dissuading him. It can be seen that Long Bo and Xiaoqian must have a good relationship.

"It's okay, Xiao... Xiaoqian." The old man raised his hand and touched the girl's hair.

"It's all Xiaoqian's fault. If Xiaoqian hadn't been to pull Long Bo, you to this wild land, Long Bo, you wouldn't have suffered such a serious crime." The girl cried, and tears wet the old man's chest.

"Silly kid, it's not... you were the one who pulled Long Bo, it's... Long Bo himself was coming, cough cough..." The old man coughed up a pool of blood, and the blood stained his beard black.

The girl wiped her face and said, "If I hadn't been too willful, I must go to the mercenary union to exchange it for the Six-Pole Soul Resurrection Pill. You wouldn't follow me to this wilderness and hunt the black light coins. If you didn't hunt the black light coins, you wouldn't have any trouble."

"Silly child..." Long Bo coughed and said, "You...you...do you know, what is the relationship between me...my and your mother?"

"Huh?" The girl was startled, looked up, looked at Long Bo and said, "Long Bo, you are very nice to your mother and are your most loyal subordinate."

Long Bo slowly shook his head and said, "Child...Child, actually...I am your biological father, I...I am. The third prince...he is not."

"You...you...正官网, you are crazy." Xiaoqian looked at the old man on the ground in surprise, and at the same time, her mind buzzed and whistled. In the past twenty-two years, if the one who loved her the most was not her mother, her mother was just a concubine in the royal palace, nor was her lofty father. Her father always only thought about the major events of the Taj Kingdom. The one who loved her the most and devoted her the most was the old man in front of her!

Could it be that what Long Bo said is true, he is actually not the father's biological daughter, he is... a wild breeder? No wonder when his mother was seriously ill, the whole royal palace was most anxious, besides himself, Long Bo. No wonder he secretly wanted to come to this wilderness, hunt black light coins in exchange for the Six-Pole Resurrection Pill, and save his mother. The entire royal palace was opposed, and only Long Bo was secretly helping him. He... he is really his biological father?

In an instant, Xiaoqian's face turned pale. She lowered her head and looked at Long Bo blankly.

There is only love in Long Bo's eyes.

"Qian...er." Long Bo opened his mouth and his voice became extremely weak.

Xiaoqian shook her head, "No...Impossible, I...I'm not...I'm the daughter of the third prince, the princess of Taj Country, I'm not...I'm not a bastard!"

Hearing the word "Battle Plant", Long Bo's eyes suddenly dimmed, and his whole life quickly passed away.

Long Bo turned his head hard, looked at Song Jian, and said, "Nian...young man, I...I beg you something."

Song Jian listened to the conversation between the two, and felt a little ridiculous. When he saw the old man speak, he lowered his body and said, "Don't beg me, I will try my best to take care of this girl. But I still have my own affairs, so the old man asks you not to speak anymore, so I won't make things difficult for me and refuse to give you."

Hearing this, Xiaoqian turned her head and stared at Song Jian. She didn't expect that Song Jian would be so cold-blooded.

Long Bo on the ground laughed and said, "Okay... OK, if you say so, I believe you more. Boy, I...I don't want you, I just want to make a deal with you."

"Trade?" Song Jian frowned.

The old man nodded and said, "You help me take care of my little girl's safety until I get out of danger, and I... and I am willing to exchange the wealth and power of a country."

Song Jian was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "Old man, you think of yourself. Where did you come from the wealth and power of a country?"

The look in the old man's eyes slowly dimmed, and he said, "Do you agree?"

Song Jian thought for a while and said, "If possible, I will naturally agree."

Long Bo smiled slightly and said, "I... I have followed the Third Prince for more than 60 years, and everything about the Third Prince cannot be hidden from me. Although the Taj Kingdom is a small country, it is also one of the seven kingdoms of the Holy Alliance in the Central Plains. Since you promised to take care of Qian'er, I will send the entire Taj Kingdom... to you!"

Song Jian seemed to have guessed something.

Long Bo nodded hard, then reached out and handed Song Jian a storage bag, saying, "I...I believe in you. This storage bag contains...that controls the lifeline of the Taj Kingdom. If you can return to the Taj Kingdom, use the items in this storage bag, with your ability, you will be 50% sure to take the power of the Taj King in your hands. I...I...I...I believe in you."

Song Jian took the storage bag and glanced at the storage bag. There were not many things inside, only a token and a jade slip. Song Jian put the storage bag in it, nodded, and said, "Okay, I promise you."

The old man nodded to Song Jian and thanked him, then he looked at the girl and said, "Qian...er, I...I..."

Xiaoqian's eyes were covered with tears.

Long Bo reached out his hand, and his palm trembled and touched the girl's face.

The Xiaoqian was a little resistant, but in the end she held the old man's hand and placed it on his face.

"Don't cry, Qian'er, you...you are as beautiful as your mother, don't cry, good child, I...I'm dead, very happy, I...I can finally wait openly, pursue, and wait for your mother. Child, can I...can I call me...father?" Long Bo's eyes were full of hope.

Xiaoqian's pure eyes were full of sadness. She hesitated and resisted, but in the end, she could not resist an old man with a life of life and the call of his own father.

"Father...Dad," Xiaoqian spoke, and then she found that the title seemed to have a magical power, "Father, father, father!"

Xiaoqian shouted.

"Yeah, um..." The old man died with a smile on his face.

At this moment, a "Woo!" came from a distance, and a roar came.

Song Jian stood up and looked into the distance. He saw a hurricane rising from the ground and blew towards him.

Song Jian pulled the girl up and said, "There is no time to be sad, come with me!"

As he said that, Song Jian put the old man's body into a storage ring, then pulled the girl and ran towards the southeast.

"No! The evil wind is coming again!"

"Run!"

"Huh? That's a lady. Hurry up, brothers, run!"

The surrounding family generals who followed Long Bo and Xiaoqian also discovered the demonic wind and left the battlefield and chased Song Jian and Xiaoqian.

As long as a war occurs, there will inevitably be a demonic wind. As long as the warriors who have lived in the wilderness will know this, the generals are not very panicked. After killing the Dark Demon warrior in front of them, they followed Song Jian's figure and ran over.

There are many hills in this valley, and it is much easier to avoid the demonic wind. Soon, Song Jian pulled the girl to the back of a mountain and hid.

Song Jian was gasping for breath and couldn't help but look at the girl beside him. It was Song Jian who was exerting force along the way. The woman was immersed in sadness, self-blame and resistance, and did not raise her feet at all. Song Jian was simply holding her and running for life.

"A person cannot be resurrected after death, please feel sorry for me. I'm acquainted. My name is Song Jian." Song Jian spoke, and he squatted down and leaned against a stone wall.

"Nie...Nie Qian," Nie Qian reached out and wiped away the tears from her cheeks.

Song Jian nodded and said, "I will protect you."

Nie Qian curled up and squatted half a meter away from Song Jian. She stretched out her arms and hugged her legs, buried her head between her legs, and remained silent and stopped talking.

Not long after, more than 30 famous generals came to chase after him.

The more than thirty people looked dark, and some were spitting out mud and cursing in their mouths.

"Huh? Where is Bo Long? Who is this little white face?" One of the generals walked around and saw Nie Qian, but he didn't see Bo Long, and asked.

Song Jian looked up at the man, then lowered his head.

"Uncle Long is dead... Woo woo, I killed her." Nie Xiaoqian did not look up, buried her head between her legs, and said with a bitter voice.

"Uncle Long is dead?" The man was stunned, but there was a hint of surprise in his tone.

Song Jian felt something was wrong in his heart, and these family members spoke a little unfriendly.

When they heard that Long Bo was dead, the surrounding family members suddenly started to talk.

"I'm the best thing to die. That old dog, if he hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have come to this ghost place!" One of the generals cursed fiercely, with a long scar on his face.

"Damn it, my brother's life! I haven't been able to avenge the old dog yet! I didn't expect him to be revenge!" Another general of the family was even more angry. It seemed that his brother had died in the war just now.

Nie Qian looked up and glared at the group of family generals angrily.

Song Jian stretched out his hand, covered Nie Qian's mouth, and whispered: "Let's go down, don't speak, just pretend that you didn't hear anything."

Nie Qian felt terrified when she saw the anger of the family generals around her. She suddenly realized that Long Bo was not there, and she was simply in a pack of wolves, and the only person she could rely on was a young man who had known him for less than two hours.

Nie Qian's body quietly leaned against Song Jian, then buried her head and started crying. Her heart was really tired.
Chapter completed!