"Dang Dang Dang!"

"Good news, good news, His Highness the Ninth Prince is unparalleled in kindness and will open warehouses for disaster relief for three consecutive days."

"Rice, noodles, white porridge and big steamed buns are all available. Go and get them quickly."

"If there are still able-bodied people in the family who can still get some errand work, they will be paid."

"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince is a thousand years old."

Listening to this, the wife holding a hatchet in her arms hugged a couple of children in the room.

He couldn't help but be stunned, and then murmured:

"It's actually true?"

"That damn Ninth Prince actually knows how to provide disaster relief?"

…

Just when the whole slum was boiling with excitement due to the Ninth Prince's disaster relief feat.

Tao Qian had arrived at a slightly larger but more dilapidated shack, where there were seven or eight half-year-old children holding kitchen knives, sticks, stones, branches and other objects, guarding the door.

Inside the house, the two girls were filled with sadness, and their panicked cries kept coming out.

"Uuuuuuuu, big brother, mom is gone, mom is out of breath."

"What should I do? Brother, half of the incense sticks have been burned, and I feel like my mother. My tenth brother died before he was born."

The person in charge outside the house was a boy who looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old.

Although he was still childish and skinny, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red when he heard the bad news in the house, he still tried his best to support him.

Through the broken wooden door, he gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Cut it out!"

"We were all picked up by our mother. She tried every means to give us food. Her only wish was to give birth to the blood of their Chen family."

"The tenth brother must not be dead yet. Third sister and the sixth sister, please do it quickly. Mom will not blame you. As long as the tenth brother's life can be saved, my mother in heaven will be very happy..."

The young man was roaring when suddenly several younger brothers behind him shouted warnings.

He turned his head suddenly and immediately saw Tao Qian and four others approaching.

He didn't pay much attention to the three-year-old Xiao, but Tao Qian's tall figure made him immediately nervous.

He held the kitchen knife tightly, pointed it at Tao Qian, made an extremely cruel and twisted look, and tried to intimidate Tao Qian:

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Get out of here, or we'll fight for our lives."

"Certainly!"

Tao Qian had no time to deal with this group of half-grown children who were so stressed that they were about to rush over. He used his spiritual voice to stabilize their bodies and calm their minds.

At the same time, he moved and appeared directly in the shed.

Before I could see the appearance of the pregnant woman and the fetus, Uncle Yu Chan urgently urged in his mind:

"Quick, nephew, cast the spell quickly."

"Both mother and son can still be saved. If it were a moment later, your uncle's reincarnation would be gone."
Chapter completed!