[***^i^k^u^s^h^u. See the latest chapter****]*"Daddy...... I ......"

Rush to the wagon to the Valley of the Witch Doctors. Xiahou Cheng looked at King Ning with a sad face for a while. Hesitant and hesitant to speak.

"Daddy didn't mean to blame you. Don't blame yourself."

How could King Ning not understand Xiahou Cheng. He always looks willful and foolish when he is outside. But he knew. He is more sane and calm than anyone else. For the fact that he hurt the sixth child. He believed he really wasn't intended.

"When we go to the witch doctor Gu Kong Ruqin, will we help Lao Liu diagnose and treat. Isn't he always reluctant to make a move?" Xiahou Cheng understood that no one in the mansion would blame him. This made him blame himself even more. And whether Kong Ruqin can be healed has also become his biggest worry. Seeing that the face of the sixth child has become paler day by day in the past two days. The breath is getting weaker day by day. He was afraid he would leave like this suddenly.

Of course, King Ning also thought of this question. It's just that he passed as the leader of the alliance. No matter how big Kong Ruqin's shelf is, for the sake of him being the leader of the alliance, he will give a little face.

"Don't worry...... There will be a way."

King Ning finished muttering. Then he shifted his gaze to Yinyue's body. It was the first time he'd seen him so haggard. How much this stupid kid has suffered out there. How many sins have been eaten. Eight years...... He is the leader of the Demon Cult who is his enemy. How much this fact broke his heart. But what about him as a father? He had his own blood in his body. This is a fact that cannot be changed in a lifetime.

"Hmm......" Xiahou Cheng could only respond softly when he heard this. Because he knew that even Xiahou Muran couldn't diagnose it. Only Kong Ruqin can save him. So when he arrived in the Valley of the Witch Doctor, no matter what, he had to let Kong Ruqin save him.

The carriage is still running without knowing the tiredness. And time is in a trance from the perspective of Xiahou Cheng and King Ning. They seem to have the urge to race against time. But the valley of the witch doctor facing east is far away from them.

"Cheng'er ......" was so quiet that you could hear the wheezing in the carriage. King Ning's slightly sorrowful voice sounded.

"Ahh Xiahou Cheng's pupils widened in surprise. King Ning rarely called him like that. Usually it's the little two and the little two who keep calling. Suddenly I heard him call out to him. It really made him a little awkward and unaccustomed.

King Ning sitting beside Yinyue. It looks like an idiot looking down on the weak appearance of the silver moon in the sleeping past. His trembling hands traced his face little by little. It's so spoiled. It's so worrying: "Cheng'er...... Promise Daddy no matter what happens in the future. You have to protect your descendants. Protect him forever and ever. Protect him even if you lose your life. Dad knows so who is very selfish. But Daddy still asks you to ......"

"Daddy, what are you talking about.." Xiahou Cheng felt like he was confessing his last words. Because King Ning rarely spoke to him so seriously. Unless there's something big about it. Count it, this is the second time in more than ten years that King Ning has spoken to him so seriously. The first time was when he lost three brothers. What is it this time?

"You remember what Daddy said." King Ning raised his head and stared at Xiahou Cheng's puzzled face. Didn't say anything more. He believed that Xiahou Cheng could remember what he said.

Looking at King Ning's eyes full of sadness. Although Xiahou Cheng didn't understand why he was like this. Can...... Still involuntarily nodded in agreement. He knew that as a dad, he must have a reason for saying that. And as a son as an older brother. Protecting the family is what it should be. Even if you lose your own life. He was willing.

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