At this time, Jianyi appeared next to Han Lanzhi: "Didn't the master want to use the hands of the Tiangui tribe to kill the prince? Why did he return such a valuable treasure to the prince?"

Han Lanzhi looked at Jian Yi coldly: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, you only need to execute the order!"

"Yes!" Jianyi trembled and replied quickly.

"Master, what do you need me to do next?"

"The prince's performance this time is very good. I think the Tiangui tribe can't sit still. You go and monitor the Tiangui tribe to see if they intend to attack the ancient capital."

"If there is any..."

After Jianyi listened to Han Lanzhi's series of plans, he nodded and said: "It seems that the prince will not escape death this time!"

Han Lanzhi's expression condensed and she said, "I don't have much time to stay here. This time, she must succeed!"

In Luodao City.

Qin Tian stepped on the blood and walked forward step by step.

Occasionally, a few survivors could be seen, but these survivors did not notice the arrival of the prince Qin Tian at all.

Because they are all immersed in the grief of losing their loved ones.

Some people just stood there blankly, tears flowing uncontrollably.

Some people lay beside the bodies of their relatives and cried loudly.

There are also some who have broken arms and legs, enduring the pain and healing themselves.

Qin Tian took a deep breath and continued to walk forward. Every step he took strengthened his Taoist heart.

Only if he becomes strong enough will Da Qin not suffer such large-scale sacrifices.

"Who can save my An An! Please save An An!"

Suddenly, a cry of begging reached Qin Tian's ears.

He turned around and saw a woman with torn clothes and disheveled hair, slumped on the ground holding a three-year-old little girl, with blood and tears on her face.

Her voice was so urgent, so helpless!

Qin Tian's nose felt sore and he walked over quickly.

He walked to the woman and squatted down: "Show me!"

The woman seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and quickly handed the child to Qin Tian: "Thank you, Your Highness, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness!"

When Qin Tian took the child, he saw a bloody hole on the woman's chest, which had been blocked by the child.

The woman looked at Qin Tian and begged: "Prince, you...you must save my child!"

Qin Tian nodded and said in a deep voice: "I'll try my best!"

Hearing this, the corner of the woman's mouth slightly lifted, and the last breath that supported her was released. She fell directly into the bloody water, stirring up bloody flowers.

After Qin Tian looked at the woman's body for a moment, he quickly looked at the little girl in his arms. The little girl's body was covered in blood, including her mother's and his own.

After checking it, he was stunned because the little girl's internal organs were all broken. Not only that, her soul was also extremely weak.

The physical body is almost useless, presumably because of the energy aftermath of this battle.

The fact that she, a weak little girl, could survive to this day must be the result of her mother's desperate efforts to protect her. In addition, her mother used her own power to forcibly lock her last breath.

When this breath dissipated, she was completely dead!

Qin Tian didn't know how to save the little girl in this state!

"Brother...where's my mother? I want my mother!" The little girl tried her best to open her eyes and shouted in a weak voice. This voice hit Qin Tian's heart and made him even more silent.

He glanced at the woman's body on the ground, and then at the dying little girl. The corners of his eyes began to turn sour and a little misty!

Seeing Qin Tian so sad, the little girl tried her best to raise her little hand, trying to comfort Qin Tian.

But as soon as she tried to move, a heartbreaking pain filled her whole body, and cold sweat suddenly appeared on her forehead.

She didn't complain of pain before because her nerves were paralyzed. Now that the pain started, it was out of control.

"Brother... An'an hurts so much. An'an wants a mother! Oooh!" The little girl's cry was heartbreaking.

Her petite body was trembling continuously, and her breath was gradually weakening.

"It hurts... An An hurts so much... Ouch!!" The tears couldn't stop flowing!

For a three-year-old girl to be tortured like this, Qin Tian felt that he, as the prince, had failed in his duties. Moreover, everything that happened here was related to his arrival, and he felt very guilty.

An An kept crying out in pain, with cold sweat oozing out all over her body, looking pitiful.

"Send her away!" At this time, Han Lanzhi came over and said, "An An's body is already worn out, and she can't absorb no matter how good the medicine is!"

"And her soul origin has basically dried up. Even if you want to replenish it for her, she can't bear it. After all, she is only a three-year-old child, and her soul origin is very weak!"

"In this state, even if you hold your last breath for her, it will only make her suffer more for a while!"

Qin Tian looked back at Han Lanzhi, her expression was still cold and rational!

He felt that he could no longer see clearly what kind of person this Aunt Han was!

"Brother... An An hurts so much!"

The little girl was still crying out for pain in her soft and weak voice.

Qin Tian slowly raised his trembling hand and gently placed it on An An's forehead. He tried his best to squeeze out a smile.

She said softly: "An'an, go to sleep! It won't hurt when you fall asleep, and you can see your mother when you fall asleep!!"

"Go to sleep!"

When speaking, Qin Tian's voice was very gentle, like the spring breeze blowing, and he was trying his best to control his emotions.

An An blinked her little eyes and smiled with difficulty, "Thank you, brother. Brother, please stop crying. An An is fine. An An is so sleepy..."

An An's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally she closed her eyes completely...

At this moment, Qin Tian didn't even know he was crying. The little girl's understanding touched the softness in his heart.

The old generals on the side were also in tears. No one had any close relatives. Only Han Lanzhi was unmoved. This may be because she has seen too many such scenes!

"Why is this happening?" Qin Tian was angry. He punched the ground fiercely, causing the ground to tremble violently.

He felt that he had failed a mother's dying instructions and his status as a prince.

Under the violent emotional fluctuations, his blood boiled unconsciously, as if it was getting stronger.

This change made Han Lanzhi's expression change!

Qin Tian stood up fiercely. At this moment, he had the urge to go directly to the Tiangui Clan to avenge the people of Great Qin.

But soon reason prevailed, because if he just went like this, what would be the difference from dying!

He wanted to become stronger, and then he would kill the entire Tiangui clan.

"Are you angry?" Han Lanzhi suddenly said.

Qin Tian didn't speak, but his expression and clenched fists could already explain his anger.

"It's okay to be angry. This shows that An An's death is worth it. At least her death makes you more motivated to fight!"

Qin Tian said nothing. He felt that the burden on his shoulders was heavier, as heavy as Mount Tai.

"Prince, give me An'an, and I will bury you properly!" the one-armed old general on the side said.

Qin Tian lowered his head, took a deep look at An An, and said, "An An, my brother promises you that he will avenge you in the future!"

After saying that, he handed An An's body to the old general.

Then he left like a zombie.

After Qin Tian left, Han Lanzhi opened her palms and shouted softly: "Ning!"

Suddenly, a powerful force of reincarnation surged out, and the next moment, An An's soul fragments were quickly condensed.

Finally, it condensed into a weak soul body.

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