Lu Heng was the personal maid next to Yu Junhan back then.

Don’t underestimate the identity of this maid. I don’t know how many noble ladies and noble daughters of heaven wanted to be their niece for Yu Junhan, but they didn’t have the qualifications. Lu Heng was the daughter of Lu Chaoge, the god of war in Youyanguan, and got the moon first near the water tower. He met Yu Junhan and got this honor.

But then again, although he was a maid, Yu Junhan's temperament at that time was like a real sister with Lu Heng, and the two had a good relationship.

Because of this, Lu Heng has a very high status in the empire.

Later, when Lu Heng went to Youyan Pass to celebrate his father's birthday, he met the young Youyan officer, a young officer who was not very strong, had a high status, but was extremely talented.

The two fell in love at first sight.

He can also be regarded as a handsome man.

This relationship was once favored by many people.

Who knows...

Who knew that later, something happened that shocked the entire empire, which completely changed the fate of Lu Heng and the young man.

After that nightmare thing happened, Lu Heng returned to his ancestral land and returned to Yu Junhan's side. The outside world thought she was dead.

Many times, Lu Heng also thought he was dead.

But today Yu Junhan's words were like a bolt of lightning, passing through the endless dark fog in Lu Heng's heart, tearing the sky apart, and bringing a ray of light.

"But...but..."

Lu Heng was still a little hesitant.

Yu Junhan touched Lu Heng's head with a doting pleasure and said with a smile: "Silly sister, remember, no matter at any time, you must strive for your own happiness. The so-called overall situation and the so-called sentient beings are used to deceive people. Only by grasping your own happiness can you form a lifetime of happiness. One by one, you are sentient beings... All sentient beings have their own destiny and no need to bear it. Go, the situation is clear now, you should go to see him, and your suffering should be over. Even if the sky falls, there will be a sister to help you with it."

Yu Junhan said with a pity.

When she said this, the tone in front was full of doting and love, but when she was in the last sentence, she was domineering, like the goddess king who repeatedly ruled, she was completely in a stance that if anyone dared to make things difficult for Lu Heng, she would be incompatible.

Lu Heng's tears finally could not stop and flowed down.

She hugged Yu Junhan tightly, then turned around and left the Temple of Light.

At first, her pace was still very slow.

But later, she had already lifted her skirt and ran straight up...

The mixed yellow light shining in from the temple gate pulled Lu Heng's figure very long.

For some reason, at the moment when the light and shadow intertwined, Yu Junhan looked at the back of the young sister and couldn't help but think of his own destiny.

Ah Heng’s fate can be rewritten by herself.

But who can help me rewrite my own destiny?

"Brother Fei, are you... okay there?" Yu Junhan sighed long, and then the smile on his face became gentler.

She turned around slowly and came to Han Yushi bed.

Looking at Ye Qingyu's body, which was like a piece of coke, Yu Junhan slowly stood beside the stone bed.

When you are alone, you can finally show your truest self without maintaining your majesty as a princess.

The dusty feeling is like a flood, and it can no longer be controlled.

Yu Junhan lowered his head, and at that moment, tears fell down his fingertips like broken pearls.

At this time, Yu Junhan was the only one in the entire hall.

open.

Still a little cold and lonely.

Crystal jade-like tears fell on the thin ice that sealed Ye Qingyu's body.

When there was no one, when facing his son, this powerful goddess finally put down all her strength and shell, and tears were like a fountain.

Although she said to Lu Heng, she was as firm as a sword, but what if she was on her own?

Wasn’t the separation back then for the so-called overall situation?

A hundred years have passed, and my son is in front of me and I have not had time to recognize each other. When I saw each other again, my son was bombarded by divine thunder and became this model.

Looking back to the time, when I first saw that person, the guy was struck by lightning like a piece of burnt wood. If he hadn't rescued himself, he would have died long ago.

But who knew that this rescue saved a unparalleled god of war and an enemy who was entangled in his life.

I don't know how long it took.

Yu Junhan wiped away the tears, and a gentle smile appeared in his eyes. Looking at Ye Qingyu's body, his slender fingers as thin as jade, and the thin ice in the seal faded away bit by bit.

puff!

A stream of hot steam swelled up.

Even though he was sealed in the ice finger for so many days, Ye Qingyu's body still had this rolling hot poison.

The divine punishment of the sky thunder is the wound of the great way. Even the doctor Ouyang Buping was helpless, which shows how terrifying it was.

Yu Junhan bit his finger.

Tick.

A drop of blood dripped on Ye Qingyu's burnt wood-like body.

Just look at the place where the blood drips, the charred color gradually dissipates, and vaguely, a layer of bright red flesh and blood is exposed...

Tick ​​tick tick.

There was constantly crystal clear blood like blood-colored jade beads falling from Yu Junhan's fingertips on Ye Qingyu's body.

The coke on Ye Qingyu's body was also stripped off bit by bit under the erosion of the blood.

Layers of blood and flesh can be seen.

Blood dripped between the flesh and blood and penetrated quickly, as if it was originally one.

The originally dim breath of vitality in this body seemed to have instantly become boiling because of the power from the drops of blood.

This process is so magical.

For a moment, the entire Temple of Light was filled with blood and energy, like a vast ocean.

Time passes by minute by minute.

I don’t know how many drops of blood fell from Yu Junhan’s fingertips and merged into Ye Qingyu’s body.

Under the influence of the boiling vitality of blood and energy, Ye Qingyu's body began to automatically repair as if he had lived.

In just half an hour, new flesh and bones grew again, and even new internal organs and blood marrow began to appear.

Yu Junhan's strength is so profound.

The energy contained in her drop of blood is comparable to the intensity of many powerful people in the Heavenly Realm who practice hard.

It is not difficult to drip so much essence and blood into Ye Qingyu's body, and rebuild a body again.

In the end, Ye Qingyu's body was completely repaired.

This body is no different from Ye Qingyu's former body. The reshaping of flesh and blood is originally used to induce Ye Qingyu's body to automatically heal and grow. The whole process is like recovery from the middle and upper body.

Moreover, since the body has more energy from Yu Junhan's essence blood, this body must contain more powerful potential.

Yu Junhan is Ye Qingyu's mother.

Her blood, like the mother's fetal amniotic fluid, allowed Ye Qingyu to experience a peerless and rare opportunity. The benefits and mysteries of this are difficult to describe in words.

But even so, there are still problems.

The difficulty is to repair the body, but it is difficult to repair the soul consciousness and spirit.

For the strong, the physical body is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is the soul, the reply to one's own consciousness.

For a person, the self-ontological consciousness of three souls and seven spirits is the most important thing. If the soul is destroyed, it will never be found again.

After Yu Junhan recovered Ye Qingyu's body, he finally lost too much essence and blood and a pale look on his face.

"Son, don't be afraid, have a good sleep. You won't be able to wake up soon. This time, mom will not leave you again and will always be with you."

Is Yu Junhan Ye Qingyu's body covered with a thin quilt?

The formation of the Temple of Light was left by the unparalleled war god back then. It is profound and is most suitable for cultivating the soul. As long as there is enough time, Ye Qingyu will wake up completely.

Yu Junhan did not doubt this.

After doing all this, she felt much more relieved.

She stood up slowly and saw the little silver dragon lying lazily on the side. She shook her head and said, "What a pity, the spirit of the Temple of Light has been swallowed by you, the little guy, otherwise, Xiaoyu should be cured faster. However, you are also conscientious. At the critical moment, with the power of the original source, she sealed Xiaoyu's body and left him with his vitality. This is also God's will."

The little silver dragon obviously understood.

It was extremely tired, but it shook its tail slightly, its eyes flashing with flattery.

Yu Junhan suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

"A good sacred silver dragon, but if you don't learn it well, you just go to learn from that little skinny dog."
To be continued...