I hadn't noticed anything unusual on Yuan's face before. After hearing what he said, Dong Huang Taiyi focused his eyes on his face, and then he discovered what the specific situation looked like.

When he found out that his son was like this, Donghuang Taiyi immediately waved his hand and used his spiritual power to sweep the abyss into the air. "Since that's the case, let me treat this face for you!"

In fact, Yuan could already control the Sanru Sword, but if Donghuang Taiyi was aware of this, he would undoubtedly die.

So he could only choose to suddenly release the power of the resentful spirit of the Sanru Sword, so that his body could not bear the deterioration of his wounds.

Before Donghuang Taiyi cast a spell, Yuan had already done so.

The moment the Emperor of Heaven's spiritual power touched Yuan, he noticed that the extraordinary power of the resentful spirit was swelling in Yuan's body, causing his body to deteriorate day by day.

At this time, the Emperor of Heaven felt relieved, so he sent a kind of spiritual power into Yuan's body to control the power of the resentful spirits in his body.

Then, the abyss slowly fell from the air.

Then, Donghuang Taiyi sacrificed the square tripod, and wisps of strange green light floated out of the tripod, and then slowly sewed the scars on Yuan's face.

The rays of light seemed to be a magical medicine that could repair all the broken things in the world.

Soon, Yuan's face returned to normal. He reached out and touched his face, and found that it was no longer as rifty as before.

In fact, since his mother stabbed the dagger into his belly, he no longer cared about this. However, this time he was still a little grateful that his father cured his face.

So, he raised his head and looked at his father excitedly, and said, "Father, thank you!"

At this time, there was a hint of emotion and relief in Donghuang Taiyi's eyes, but it was fleeting and just passed by.

Since then, Yuan has returned to the world and performed what he calls his mission.

However, this mission made him very conflicted because he was thinking, even if he had gained the trust of Donghuang Taiyi now, his father had recovered.

Even if you are born in the imperial family, even if your father and son are king and minister, even if you are indifferent to power chasing people, it is difficult for you to escape the relationship between father and son.

Yuan understood at this moment that no matter who his father was or what position his father stood on, he was his father and an indelible blood relationship.

Since this is the case, Yuan also understood the meaning of his existence. Even if he would fight with his father, even if they either die or die, he would not have any regrets. Because he had found the relationship between himself and Donghuang Taiyi.

Time goes quickly, and the child in Ling Xueyuan's belly is born.

The sound was like when Yu Shanglei was born ten thousand years ago, and it resounded throughout Yuexilin, but this time there were no one so many people happy for him.

At this moment, Mo Huaisian heard this sound very painful, because it was like she had given birth to that child, which made her heart moved and heartache.

A person, Mo Huaixian chose to shed tears in her stomach, "Yu Shang's tears, the child in my belly is not yours, and your child is not my belly..."

She leaned against the wall and suddenly burst into tears. She saw her tears flowing down, but there was no sound. Perhaps the desolation had completely swallowed the tears...

Immediately afterwards, she stretched out her hand, fantasizing that her hand was still holding Yu Shanglei's hand, "You said, can I rescue you who are deeply trapped in it now? Can the relationship between us really break all this?"

Suddenly, the unconfidence surged into her heart. She felt that there was a child between Ling Xueyuan and Yu Shanglei, but there were only memories between her and Yu Shanglei that could be erased at will.

In the moonlight forest, she cried the most desperate and painful.

Tears can only turn into a part of her desolation, and what remains is the pain that she is heartbroken but no one tells. The person she loves falls in love with others again, and the symbol of love.

The days that were in Qianyin Mountain were accompanied by Yu Shangxiong, and she never left her, and even life and death were difficult to separate them.

Since Yu Shanglei can ignore life and death in Qianyin Mountain for her sake, how could she be a turtle shrouded in the head today?

So, she covered her mouth and finally cried out. The sound was as lonely as autumn and as bleak as winter. Unfortunately, winter has arrived and spring will not be far away.

She forced herself to hold back her tears, and then said, "Yu Shanglei, you will never be able to get rid of me in your life."

What followed was the bright sunshine smile she hadn't shown for a long time. At this time, the clouds and the mist dissipated, and the sky was clear and the air was clear.

Along the way, only her happy and brisk steps were left, and beauty and happiness appeared again in this declining and withering moon forest.

At that time, Yu Shanglei still held the child in his hand, thinking that he was the father of a child.

However, he couldn't figure out why he couldn't be happy at this moment.

He looked at Ling Xueyuan who had just given birth to a child, and perhaps he felt a little relieved and grateful, and all the impulses he had before disappeared.

Suddenly, a gust of autumn wind blew, bringing a cool autumn rain.

I turned around and looked out the window, but I didn't expect the rain to come so suddenly.

"Xueyuan, what name do you think this child should be given?" Yu Shanglei looked at her with anticipation.

After giving birth, Ling Xueyuan had exhausted all her strength, so she was very weak, but she still remembered why she gave birth to this child.

"Is the Sunset Sword still there? I need it now!" she said, because she could see Mingyu's shadow appearing in front of her eyes.

A sudden sentence made Yu Shanglei completely confused. In any case, Ling Xueyuan had just given birth to a child, and what she needed to do most now was to take a good rest.

"Xueyuan, what do you want to do with the Sunset Sword now? You just gave birth to our child, so you might as well have a good rest. Your body is the most important thing." Yu Shanglei specially hugged the child in front of her eyes and swayed.

However, Ling Xueyuan knew what she was going to do, so she shouted: "I know what I was going to do! Just give me the Sunset Sword now!"

In an instant, Yu Shanglei was stunned. He didn't know what Ling Xueyuan was going to do, but since she was very persistent, he couldn't refuse.

So he put the child next to Ling Xueyuan and went to get the Sunset Sword for her.

Looking at the child she was born after ten months of pregnancy, she knew that the child was destined to be her sacrifice, and she couldn't help but burst into tears for a moment.

"Child, it's the mother who's sorry for you. It's just that you're born like the end of your life. Sorry for you, my child!"
Chapter completed!