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737. Chapter 737 Dying Memories 3

"Please save my Qing'er..."

Although the man kneeling and kowtowing in front of him has lost his original beauty, his peach blossom eyes that were red from crying still have traces of the brightness of the past. The peach blossom eyes are very beautiful. Xiahou Yazou couldn't help but think to himself, what if it was his son?

, maybe he also has a pair of intoxicating peach blossom eyes.

There are many unfortunate people in the world, and there are also many people who hope that he will come to save them. However, he cannot help and save everyone. His compassion has always been limited, so whether he saves or not, it does not matter.

Because of the word "fate".

"I will save your son." Xiahou Yazhuo left these words, then lightly lifted the hem of his clothes, opened the door of Ji's Mansion with a raised hand, and walked directly to the gloomy water prison.

No guard guard dared to step forward to stop him. His handsome appearance, which is comparable to that of a heavenly being, is the most powerful token in Gongguo. It only takes one glance to make people know that he is the national master of Gongguo, the head of the Xiahou family, and the Xingyu Palace.

He knew the identity of the palace master, so without any effort, he brought out the thin and dying child from the damp, cold, rancid water prison. Unfortunately, the child's father had not had time to take a look at him.

The rescued child had already fallen at the gate of Ji Mansion. When he died, there were still tears in his peach-blossom eyes.

If the men of Gongguo are not regular husbands, if they are not loved by their wives, they will often end up miserable, because all their ambitions, talents and abilities will be restricted by countless rules and regulations, and they will end up like this.

Xiahou Yazuo lowered his head to look at the child in his arms. The child seemed to have regained consciousness a little and slowly opened his eyes. As Xiahou Yazuo expected, the child had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes like his father.

"Your name is Qing'er? What's your full name?"

"Yuanqing...Ji Yuanqing."

"What a nice name, just like your eyes, clear and bright. I am Xiahou Yazou, the master of Xingyu Palace. From now on, you will be my Xingyu Palace."

Xiahou Yazou did not hesitate to accept Ji Yuanqing, because that child... really has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.

--master……

Xiahou Yazhuo opened his eyes suddenly, and a burst of pain in his body suddenly woke him up. He took a few rough breaths and sat up. Only then did he realize that he was lying on a white jade bed.

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"This is..." Xiahou Yazou was stunned for a while before he remembered that in order to escape, he jumped into the pool of Kuangge Palace. The pool is an entrance to the heaven. So is this... the heaven?

"You finally woke up. Your health is a little worse than I expected. It seems that you used too much strength when you were in the human world." A man in red clothes and red hair said while talking.

He walked over and sat directly on the white jade bed. He took Xiahou Yazhuo's hand and seemed to feel his pulse.

"Who are you?" He looked at the red-haired man in front of him in surprise. The man's appearance was resolute and handsome. Although he had a completely different beauty, Xiahou Yazou also saw something similar to his own between the man's eyebrows.

They are similar, but the Xiahou family is different from ordinary warlock families. The bloodline... is always clearly reflected in the body.

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