The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 419 Helan Ci is not in the tent.

Chong Yan stretched out his hand to catch the air: "He Anjia!"

Without hesitation, he immediately snatched the bucket from an officer and poured it on himself without saying a word, and then rushed in.

The officers and soldiers shouted eagerly: "Third Prince!"

After He Anjia rushed into the fire, he was immediately choked by the thick smoke and coughed violently: "Ahem! Dad, you are coughing——where are you!"

Chongyan covered his mouth and nose with the wet hem of his clothes, and as soon as he entered, he saw He Anjia looking around. He covered He Anjia's mouth and nose with his wet sleeve: "The fire is not out yet, be obedient, let's go out first!"

He Anjia was trembling all over, she grabbed Chong Yan's arm, and begged and wailed: "Can you help me find my father? I can't live without my father. My mother died when I was born. I can't lose my only one." My relatives, I can't live without my father anymore, woo woo woo..."

Seeing He Anjia's current state, Chong Yan's heart was whipped hard like a whip soaked in water, and he hugged He Anjia in his arms distressedly, "Good boy, Daddy will be fine, no matter what happens I will face it with you, don't be afraid, huh?"

Zhong Yan knew that even if He Anjia was asked to go out and wait for her, it would be difficult to sit still. Now the fire has gradually weakened. The outside of the camp was burned to ashes, and the brackets were burnt to the same color as black charcoal. Water was poured on the burned place, emitting a pungent smell.

Chongyan and He Anjia searched for He Lanci in the ruins.

After the fire was extinguished, after a group of people searched, they came to a conclusion - He Lanci was not in the camp.

With the speed at which the fire spread just now, even if a large living person could not escape, it would not be able to burn to ashes in such a short time.

And now there are no body fragments or wreckage that were blown up. It can be said that He Lanci seemed to have evaporated for no reason.

He Anjia was on the verge of collapse, and Chongyan comforted him softly: "We haven't found Daddy's body, which means he may still be alive. He Anjia, isn't there a saying? Sometimes no news is the best According to the news, it is possible that Dad has already sensed the danger one step ahead and escaped?"

With red and swollen eyes, He Anjia hugged Chongyan's arm and asked, "Then why hasn't daddy come back yet?"

Zhongyan stroked He Anjia's hair, twitching in distress, trying to find an excuse to comfort her, "It might be because Dad sensed the danger, and maybe he knew that someone would harm him, come out now, don't you just Have you been discovered by the bad guys?"

He Anjia stopped crying, and twitched in Chongyan's arms.

The officers and soldiers cleaned up the place where He Lanci's original tent was located. One of the officers and soldiers in armor came over and knelt down: "Return to the third prince, the cleaning has been completed, and no clues related to Master He Lan have been found."

Chongsheng was afraid that he would irritate He Anjia, so he took the first step and said: "Look, the officers and soldiers say that Daddy is not in the tent, which means that he must be fine, but is hiding. Don't worry, maybe tomorrow, or He'll be here in a while."

After Chong Yan finished speaking, he gave the officers and soldiers a look to make him retreat.

He Anjia is now like a child who needs to be cared for all the time, her only reliance is rebirth, "What you said is true?"

(End of this chapter)