The woman was held tightly by Jiang Pingchuan and looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a panicked expression. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Pingchuan reached out and pulled out the knife in his abdomen, and then the wound on his body gradually began to heal.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the woman on the ground with a slight smile, and the woman looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a surprised face.

Suddenly, the woman broke free from Jiang Pingchuan's restraints, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing to Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan reached out and held the woman's shoulder.

"Let me see him"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the baby curled up in the futon and said softly, and the woman looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a suspicious face.

The two children standing beside him put their arms around her and nodded at her.

The woman watched Jiang Pingchuan slowly move away from her body, Jiang Pingchuan sat on the edge of the bed and opened the futon to see the baby in the futon.

The baby's face was very yellow, but the corners of his mouth looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a silly smile, and in the baby's eyes, Jiang Pingchuan saw confusion.

A small baby was still suffering from illness, Jiang Pingchuan put his palm on the baby's belly and slowly entered his repair-type true qi.

The baby's face gradually turned bloody, and the woman's face was filled with joy when she saw the scene in front of her.

She lay on the edge of the bed and looked at her child dotingly, reaching out her hand and gently touching her child's cheek.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the scene in front of him with a slight smile, and suddenly the little boy next to him fell to the ground with a change in face.

Jiang Pingchuan looked stunned and hurriedly walked to the boy's side and wanted to hold the boy's wrist, but the boy shrunk his hand and refused.

He glanced at the woman who was spoiling her child, and smiled slightly at the little girl who was making her child happy.

"Can you take me out for a walk?"

The boy looked at Jiang Pingchuan's eyes and said softly, Jiang Pingchuan nodded and picked up the boy on the ground and walked out of the room.

Walking on the way to the village, the boy lay in Jiang Pingchuan's arms, looked up at the night sky, and a shuddering breeze blew on the lonely road.

Jiang Pingchuan looked down at the boy in his arms.

"Why don't you talk about your pain"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the boy with a yellow face and asked softly, his hand was still transmitting the repairing true qi for the boy.

The boy looked at Jiang Pingchuan and shook his head with a slight smile.

"I told her that there was no pain where I was going, so I didn't think I would hurt at all, and if I didn't hurt, she wouldn't hurt"

The boy looked at Jiang Pingchuan's eyes and said softly, his voice was very weak, and the words he had just spoken dissipated in the breeze.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the boy in his arms, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and the boy reached out to hold Jiang Pingchuan's hand.

"Big brother, I know that no one can save us, so I am never afraid of death, I am just afraid that I will not see her"

The boy's words seemed to be talking about his last wish, Jiang Pingchuan nodded slightly, his heart was very bitter.

He didn't know how the boy knew that he couldn't save them at all, and now he could only continue their limited life with his true qi.

Jiang Pingchuan was now listening to a boy who was not yet a weak crown telling his last wish, and that bitter feeling was now haunting his heart.

"You're a good boy"

Jiang Pingchuan hugged the boy in his arms tightly and nodded and said, the boy leaned on Jiang Pingchuan's arms and felt the temperature on Jiang Pingchuan's body.

"Big brother, take us to see the sea, okay?"

The boy grabbed Jiang Pingchuan's hand and said weakly, Jiang Pingchuan nodded.

As soon as he tapped his head, the boy in his arms began to shake slightly.

Jiang Pingchuan hugged the boy in his arms tightly, the boy looked at Jiang Pingchuan's eyes with a slight smile, and the boy's eyes began to slowly sunken.

The corners of his mouth gradually dried up, and the breath of the whole person gradually disappeared, Jiang Pingchuan walked to the stone monument at the entrance of the village with the boy in his arms.

The boy in his arms was dead, and Jiang Pingchuan gently patted the little boy's body.

Then he turned and walked towards the woman's room with the boy in his arms.

Walking all the way, Jiang Pingchuan saw that those who had been rescued by himself had also fallen in front of his door.

Jiang Pingchuan pushed open the door and walked in when he returned to the woman's room with the boy in his arms.

The woman was still hunched over on the bed, looking at her child dotingly.

The girl on the bed looked at the little boy in Jiang Pingchuan's arms with a sad face.

The girl got out of bed and stood beside Jiang Pingchuan, reaching out to hold the boy's hanging hand, and Jiang Pingchuan put the boy in his arms on the table.

After looking at the girl in front of him, he walked up to the woman, whose fingers had become only skin and bones.

Her fingertips touched the baby's face, probably on the baby's face, but now there was a distance between them.

The skin of the woman's fingers shrank, the baby's fat cheeks sunken, and the baby's sallow face still had his innocent smile.

Jiang Pingchuan helped the baby cover his swaddling clothes, and when he turned around, the girl was already lying on the table.

Jiang Pingchuan stared at the girl's wrist, and she cut her own wrist with a knife, and the red blood on the ground soaked into the dirt.

Jiang Pingchuan walked to the girl's side and took out the dagger in the girl's hand, and the girl looked at Jiang Pingchuan and smiled slightly.

Jiang Pingchuan picked up the girl's hand and put it on top of the boy's hand.

"Thank you"

The girl looked at Jiang Pingchuan and said in a weak voice.

Just when she picked up the knife in her hand, he saw Jiang Pingchuan standing beside the bed, and hesitated.

At that time, what the girl was most afraid of was that Jiang Pingchuan, who was standing next to the bed, would turn around and stop herself.

But Jiang Pingchuan did not turn his body to stop the girl from ending his life after hesitating slightly.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the girl who closed his eyes and smiled slightly, his laughter was very bitter.

In the end, he still didn't save everyone here.

Jiang Pingchuan waved his hand, the woman in front of him, the baby, and the boy and girl in front of him were wrapped in a soft beam of light, and turned into glowing particles and fell into Jiang Pingchuan's hands.

Jiang Pingchuan put the point of light in his hand in his battle king order, and before leaving, Jiang Pingchuan reached out and knocked down the lamp on the table.

The ancient, heavy candlesticks fell to the ground with a faint glow of fire.

The faint fire began to frantically plunder the futon's body as if its power had been blessed by the gods the moment it touched the shabby bedding.

After Jiang Pingchuan walked out of the house, a raging fire burned behind him, and then one house after another began to burn wildly.

When Jiang Pingchuan walked to the entrance of the village, the entire village behind him was already shrouded in firelight.

Jiang Pingchuan stood in front of the stone monument at the entrance of the village and gently raised his hand.

A glittering point of light poured out of the firelight behind him, lingering around Jiang Pingchuan's body. (To be continued.) )