This smile dissipated, and the darkness in the sky seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

He sat on the ground, very relaxed. No, he was lying on the ground, lying in the thick pile of fallen leaves. These fallen leaves were like a thick bed of cotton, like the mother of the earth, embracing the wandering son who had been wandering for a long time softly.

Hong'er stopped in shock and looked at him.

He looked at him, too.

It was clearly dark, but the child felt that his eyes were so charitable and tender, full of a strange feeling. For a moment, the enemy was no longer the enemy.

"Honger, come here."

"The Queen Mother...I want to find the Queen Mother..."

His voice was extremely gentle: "The Queen Mother is fine. Hong'er, come and sit with me."

Perhaps it was this sound that the child stayed for a while, as if he was dreamy, and actually walked over, moving forward without fear. Not only that, he suddenly felt a sense of sympathy: "Are you... hurt?"

He lowered his head and spurted out blood.

The smell of blood dissipated in the air.

However, he didn't mind at the miserable but absolutely undefeated child in front of him.

In this life, he never knew that children could be so strong.

This is God's will.

God has chosen such a person, so no matter how huge the waves or how long the life is, he can stand still.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, made a strange move, grabbed the child and hugged him in his arms.

The child should have been afraid, but strangely did not feel afraid. He just felt that he was hugging too tightly and could not even breathe.

"Hong'er, good boy... You are a child of Xianbei! You are a child of us Xianbei!"
Chapter completed!