King's Landing Second Element

Xiao Qian Cong, who warned herself in this way, was preparing to defend herself. Suddenly, there was a violent shaking like an earthquake. Amidst the exclamations of all passengers in the tram, Xiao Qian Cong plunged into her sister's arms.

It happened so suddenly that no one had anticipated this disaster beforehand.

Along with the shock after the tram was out of control, the harsh metal delivery sound produced a huge noise that made the heart collapse.

Xiao Qian Cong, who fell in her sister's arms, curled up in a panic, her small hands tightly covering her ears, and the screams were buried in the noise.

"Bah..."

Finally, the apocalyptic disaster stopped in fear and prayer.

Almost the moment the tram stopped, all the passengers in the car rushed toward the door.

Must flee outside!Get out of this unknown disaster as soon as possible.

Xiao Qian Cong, who had recovered from the panic, seemed to realize this too. Although she was terrified, she had to leave here!

So she looked at her sister.

But at this moment, Xiao Qian Cong was taken aback by the terrified and stern screams.

Subconsciously turned her gaze to the direction of the sound source. When she saw the scene at the door, her face instantly lost its blood.

"Um~!!!"

I tightly covered my small mouth to prevent myself from screaming, everything that happened at the door completely subverted the inner prayer.

It is not that going out is equal to safety. Those passengers who are crowded at the door are now stepping into the hell on earth, facing them are countless metal bullets, like the sickle of death, easily harvesting fragile lives.

Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da!

The sound of the bullet made Xiao Qian Cong's heart beat and escape!Must escape from here!

This is a real terrorist attack!If you don't leave here, she and her sister... By the way!sister!

The older sister, who had not been moving since just now, let Xiao Qian Cong temporarily abandon her fear, and her nervous gaze fell on the family around her.

But of course when she confirmed her sister's condition, her heart felt as if she had been punctured by a needle.

"Sister, sister~!?"

The call with a trembling sound was replaced by a whisper of pain.

The elder sister who fell on the seat was pale and colorless, her lips were strangely purplish, and the big cold sweat was densely covered on her smooth forehead.

Seeing such symptoms, Xiao Qian Cong had an extremely unknown premonition haunting her heart!

Unlike Xiao Qian Cong, who has been innocent and painless since she was a child, her sister can be said to have inherited the weak and sickly physique of her mother. The incurable disease has been entwined with cheerful, optimistic, gentle and affectionate sister!Congenital heart disease inherited in the family.

Fright, irritation, and even extreme mood swings can cause a great burden to my sister.

Even with the current medical technology, there is no cure at all, no!It does not mean that congenital heart disease cannot be cured, but that sister Qian Cong's disease cannot be cured!This is also the most incomprehensible thing, just like their mother.

There is no cure!Can't get rid of illness!

The most important thing is that once the disease strikes, if the rescue is not timely, the consequences will be disastrous.

Worry, fear, sadness, regret.

All kinds of negative emotions impacted Xiao Qian Cong's young heart.

Who will come!Who will save us!Do not!Just save my sister!Who will save my sister!

"Ooo, ooo hum ......... sister ...... all my fault ...... ......... all my fault if I do not delay, then hum hum ......... ......... If I do not capricious, then ...... …"

The crystal tears lost the contact lens, and the crying sound could not be transmitted to anyone present.

Bullets, screams, shouts, who can save the girl in hell?

of course!Only the prince of fate was the one who saved her!

"Hey! Who is bullying our little Qian Cong? Is it impatient to live?"

Familiar voices descended on this hell as she called in her heart.

As soon as the prince with silver-purple broken hair appeared, Xiao Qian Cong's cry ceased.

Chapter 0101, Congenital Curse

When Ye Jian and that month used their space capabilities to rush to the scene, the terrorist attack had already begun.

However, the scene they saw was a bit strange.

There are five terrorists armed with guns, but these guys are not orcs, or even demons.Without exception, they were all ordinary people. Two of them even wore police uniforms. They were probably co-policemen patrolling near the station.

Almost in the blink of an eye, these people were easily subdued that month of anger.

As for Ye Jian, he unfolded his thoughts and spread around.He was sure that there must be shadows manipulating these humans nearby.But as soon as it unfolded, he found a familiar petite figure.

Although her appearance had changed qualitatively, Ye Jian still recognized her easily.

The girl I met in the water park during the summer vacation, a little girl named Lan Yu Qian Cong, why did she appear here?

At the same time that this idea came up, Ye Jian had already mastered the situation inside the tram.

Next to the crying little girl lay a pale black-haired girl, breathing like gossamer, turbulent life fluctuations, as if she would bid farewell to this world if she was a little careless.

Ye Jian naturally didn't know this young girl, but from the confusion of Xiao Qian Cong's emotions, she could tell that the young girl was very important to her!

So, without stopping, Ye Jian temporarily gave up searching and walked directly into the compartment.

"...Hey! Who is bullying our little Qian Cong? Are you impatient?"

It seemed that she was startled by the sudden sound, Xiao Qian Cong's cry stopped, and then she looked here with tears in her eyes.

"Yo! It's a lot gone, light spring onion sauce. Remember me?"

Because the little girl was stunned for a while, Ye Jian could only actively say hello.

"...You...you are...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~hhh …Sister she…...oooooooooo~~~~~"

Xiao Qian Cong, who had recovered his senses, seemed to be even more sad and wronged. Tears continued to flow out like a torrent of clear water.

After all, she was just a girl in her early ten years old. Xiao Qian's curled up body kept trembling, her little hands tightly grasped Ye Jian's arm, her lingering little face was covered with tears, and her sad and haggard appearance made people feel heart-wrenching. Pity.

He stretched out his hand and gently wiped off Xiao Qian Cong's tears, and then took her into his arms with one hand.