Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

Everyone paused, Zhenqing raised his eyes to look at Wenhao, Wenhao was sweating profusely, his back was soaked.

"Your Highness, please wait. I will find him out right away."

Then there was a commotion, and a man came out with his back bent and knelt down, "Your Highness... Your Highness, this way, this way."

Zhenqing pursed his lips. It was too disgusting. He didn't want to stay here at all. He asked Huang: "How is he doing?"

"It's not good. You need treatment as soon as possible."

Qian first put Qiu Bieyi into the treatment chamber and looked at Wenhao: "You don't have a doctor with special abilities?"

Zhenqing was a little annoyed, so he raised his hand and called Zhai Ling: "Uncle, can you come to Haiyan to pick me up?"

Instantly, everyone present broke out in a cold sweat.

Zhenqing has only three uncles at present, all of whom are divine creations. Haiyanchang cannot bear the anger of any one of them.

As soon as Zhai Ling got out of class, he heard that Zhen Qing had hired a assassin, so he rushed to check it out. Just as he reached the door, he received a call from Zhen Qing.

Zhai Ling raised his eyebrows, "Hmm? Uncle is here, I'm at the entrance of Haiyanchang."

Zhenqing looked at Huang, and Huang understood immediately: "The situation has only stabilized a little, but a healer is still needed."

"Then my uncle will be waiting for us at the door." Zhenqing nodded: "Qian, take Qiu Bieyi with you, let's go."

Wei Yang followed behind Huang, looked back at the two people who were already kneeling on the ground, lowered his eyes, and thought, Haiyan Market, in the future, it is estimated that there will only be an auction association, right?

As for the death squad, they can only be seen on the black market from now on.

Temple.

When Qiu Bieyi woke up, he found himself lying on a large round bed with a diameter of more than two meters. The blue gauze hanging from the ceiling wrapped his entire bed into a circle and reached the ground.

The quilt is very soft, and you can see the simple and beautiful gold-plated patterns on it.

Through the blue gauze, you can vaguely see the appearance of the bedroom. The overall style is gorgeous and grand. On the right side of the bed, there is first a tulle blown by the wind, and then you can see a platform without railings. Near the edge, there are two futons for kneeling. In the middle of the futon is a small table with tea sets on it. Next to it is an infinity pool, which is also round.

There is a chaise longue on the left side of the bed, on which sits a child reading a book.

Qiu Bieyi held his forehead and tried to sit up, when he suddenly remembered that he had been reborn. He was only five years old at this time and had just been bought by the little prince of the mutant species. But how could he wake up in a gorgeous room?

"Are you awake?"

A clear and childish voice hit his ears, and Qiu Bieyi looked up.

The boy had already climbed onto the bed and knelt beside him. His silver hair reached his waist, and his dark eyes revealed concern. His eyebrows were delicate, and there was a golden pattern on his forehead. He was wearing gorgeous clothes. A pair of white and tender hands touched his face. "How are you? Is it hurting anywhere?"

"You........." Qiu Bieyi shook his head. Just as he opened his mouth, he realized that he was speaking in a whisper, and then a porcelain cup appeared in his field of vision.

"Moisten your throat first." Zhenqing handed the water to Qiu Bieyi's lips and asked him to drink it before asking, "What do you want to say?"

"You are my lord...master?" Qiu Bieyi pulled the quilt in his hand and looked at Zhenqing with his sapphire eyes.

Zhenqing threw the cup and activated his spatial ability to make it fall on the table. "Yes, but I don't like the word master. You can call me brother."

"Why?" Save me? Qiu Bieyi lowered his eyes.

Can Zhenqing say that he acted on impulse, that your bone structure and eyes are very beautiful, and that sapphire-like eyes are so rare, so he rescued you on a whim?

It is impossible to achieve purity.

"No reason." Zhenqing thought for a moment and changed his words: "Maybe it's because we feel it's fate?"

Qiu Bieyi: “...........................”

Zhenqing: “...........................”