The third thousand one hundred and fifty-two chapters have a fate with him
The more Han Sen looked at the child, the more he looked like Ran Deng. Calculating the time, the time when Ran Deng died was almost the same age as the child.
"Randeng, the ancestor of the clan, ended up like this after his reincarnation. It's quite sad." Han Sen sighed in his heart.
I think of how powerful and invincible I was when I turned my hand to turn clouds and rain, and casually beat Han Sen into an ant. I regret that I may not be able to grow up in this life.
However, Han Sen also knew that even if this little boy was really the reincarnation of Ran Deng, he basically had nothing to do with Ran Deng. The reincarnation was only a spirit, excluding Ran Deng's past life memories and information imprints.
It's like a piece of white paper, with words written on it or patterns drawn on it, it has meaning. Even if this piece of white paper is remade, but without the words and pictures on the paper, it is just a piece of paper.
Just a new piece of white paper.
"I wonder how talented I am in this life?" Han Sen thought, referring to the beheaded queen in the auxiliary palace.
The beheaded queen in the auxiliary hall immediately responded to the order: "Yes."
The woman held the child and begged, but those people were determined to kill the child. The leader said: "Sister-in-law, don't blame us for being cruel."
With that said, he was about to kill the child. Although the woman had some abilities originally, she had already run out of energy after escaping all the way. How could she still fight with them.
"Who will save my child? If it can keep my child alive, I will be willing to die even if it means letting me die." The woman hugged the child, her eyes full of despair and desolation.
Just as the knives of several people were about to fall, they suddenly heard a clicking sound, and the heads of several people were severed together, flying into the air with blood spurting out. It took a while for the headless corpses to fall to the ground.
The woman watched all this happen with wide eyes, and then she saw a huge blood-stained guillotine emerging in the void. Behind the guillotine, there was a queen-like puppet pulling a rope.
The woman looked at the beheaded queen in horror, and her first reaction was to protect her child behind her.
Anyone who sees the appearance of the Beheaded Queen will not think that she is a god who saves people in distress, but a terrifying genetic species that devours life.
"If you want the child to live, come with me." The Beheaded Queen pulled the guillotine towards the God of Wealth River.
The woman's expression changed, but she was indeed a decisive woman, not to mention that she had to live no matter what for the sake of her children.
The woman was about to run out of gas. At this time, she was following the Beheaded Queen. She was walking entirely by willpower. Her body was swaying and stumbling. If she had not been supported by the belief of protecting the child's survival, she might have died.
I can't take a step anymore.
Finally reaching the river where the Temple of Wealth sank, the Beheaded Queen pointed to the river bank and said to the woman: "There is a temple thousands of feet below the river. If you can get there with your child, the child will be protected by the gods and inherit the bloodline.
He is so noble that no one can kill him since he has spread across heaven and earth. If you don't want to go, you can leave on your own."
After that, the Guillotine Queen pulled the guillotine and sank into the river, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The woman knew that her body could no longer support her. It would take a long time to recover even if she rested immediately. If she continued to dive thousands of feet with this body, she would most likely die.
But when she looked at the child in her arms, a look of perseverance flashed in the woman's eyes. She stretched out her hand to touch the child's cheek. The woman said sadly: "My son's life is miserable. Even if we escape today, you and I, the orphans and widowed mothers, will not escape death."
If I can really get my son a hereditary bloodline, I will have to fight through mountains of swords and seas of fire. I hope the gods will give my son a way to survive."
With that said, the woman kissed the child on the forehead, then picked up the child and walked towards the river.
The God of Wealth River is already extraordinary. The woman dived into the water and summoned an injured gene to protect the child so that he would not drown in the water.
But the woman escaped all the way, and all she had left was the severely injured gene to protect the child, and she could only dive down with all her strength.
It's a pity that the physical fitness of humans in this world is not good. This woman's physical fitness is already very good in this world. If it was usually possible to dive thousands of feet, it is extremely difficult now.
The woman gritted her teeth and dived down, but she felt her body getting weaker and weaker. Although she gritted her teeth and struggled to support herself, she wanted to sneak into the temple with her own faith.
But there are some things that cannot be solved by faith alone. The woman's body really couldn't support it, and she couldn't help but open her mouth to breathe, and the river water immediately poured in.
The woman knew that this was not going to work, but she had no other choice. She glanced at her child and concentrated all her strength on the child. She opened her mouth in the water and wanted to call his name, but she was only flooded by the river water.
A mouthful.
Under the control of the woman's thoughts, the seriously injured gene rushed towards the bottom of the river with the child, but the woman could only watch helplessly as the child gradually sank to the dark bottom of the river, her eyes starting to become blurry.
Han Sen watched all this happen in the Temple of Wealth and couldn't help but sigh. Even in the end, the woman still chose to leave the chance of giving birth to her children.
"Decapitation." Han Sen called softly.
The Beheaded Queen immediately understood what Han Sen meant, and walked out of the temple after obeying the order.
Just when the woman's consciousness was about to completely disappear, a blood-stained rope suddenly broke out of the water, wrapped around her body, and pulled her toward the bottom of the river.
The woman suddenly trembled, and her consciousness seemed to have recovered a little. A piece of light and shadow gradually appeared in her eyes, and she saw that deep in the river bottom, there was a splendid temple.
The surrounding thousands of feet of river water were shielded by the temple, forming a huge vacuum zone. The rope extended from in front of the temple, and the other end was held in the hands of the beheaded queen.
In the other hand of the beheaded queen, she held her child.
"Ahem... Du Rulan thanks the Lord God for saving his life... There is no way he can repay his kindness..." The woman fell on the square in front of the temple, got up quickly, coughed up water and knelt down to the beheaded queen.
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"Follow me." The Beheaded Queen just said coldly, and then walked towards the main hall of the temple with the child in her arms.
When Du Rulan saw the words "God of Wealth" on the temple, she couldn't help but be slightly startled. She was surprised that the beheaded queen looked so weird that she could be the God of Wealth.
But when she entered the temple, she realized that the Beheaded Queen was not the God of Wealth. There was a majestic statue of the God on the high altar.
The beheaded queen did not dare to look directly at the statue, so she knelt down on one knee and bowed to the statue: "Sir, I have brought it here."
Only then did Du Rulan realize that the decapitated queen, who looked like a god and a ghost, was actually just a subordinate of the gods in the temple. She couldn't help but follow the decapitated queen and kneel to the gods to thank the gods for saving her life.
"I am destined to have this son, are you willing to let him worship me?" the statue of the God of Wealth said.