The years of being Long Aotian's fiancee

Chapter 140 Awakening

He was floating in the chaotic torrent of spiritual power in the six realms, ups and downs as if he was in a rhythmic ocean wave, but the waves were extraordinarily gentle, he didn't feel dizzy or nauseated, he just suspended in it unconsciously, as if floating in the clouds Accepting the delicate touch of the sun,

Everything around seems to be nothingness, and even my own consciousness is scattered and gathered at times, but I am always trapped in a safe "cage" to resist risks from all directions.

He slowly felt very comfortable, his thinking was dull, his heart was peaceful and comfortable, and all pain disappeared without a trace.The overwhelming emotions seemed to have been stripped from his body, leaving only the happiness and warmth of sleeping in the arms of the housekeeper's grandma.

He even forgot who he was.

He surged around with the waves of spiritual power, as if being carefully cared for by the world in the palm of his hand, allowing him to have fun wantonly,

His spiritual consciousness has condensed a lot, and he has changed from no emotion to a little bored. Although it is very comfortable to float here, but when he realizes that he has been floating like this, he always wants to have some fun... Whenever this happens, there are people around him. There will always be something cute and mean, and he should happily fight with it for a while, and then the two of them will meanly harass another indifferent man who always tolerates him.

But he couldn't remember what it was, and he still couldn't remember his identity, so he just pouted and rolled around in boredom.

But it didn't make him bored for too long, a loud chirping of cranes caught his attention, he hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound, and there was a fleet of luxurious cranes flying steadily below him in the direction of the morning light, empty space How could he be willing to let go of a novelty that finally came here?

So like a curious cat, he looked down at the slightly hurried convoy. The strange thing is that he seems not to be restricted by the rules of the world, and he can easily see all the situations in the beautifully carved carriages.

After a few glances, he put his eyes on the main car in the center, which is also the most crowded one, and listened intently to the commotion inside with his chin resting on his chin.

"Ugh!!!" The woman's shrill cry startled him, and he took a closer look, and found several old women whispering comforting words around a young woman with a pale complexion. Covered with a red quilt, he lay in the arms of a sweaty young monk,

The monk faced this situation for the first time, panicked and at a loss, he could only let his wife grab him and yell in pain,

His face was flushed with anxiety, and he didn't dare to shout loudly to distract his wife, so he could only comfort in a low voice: "Hong Mian, pinch me if you hurt, it will be fine in a while...it will be fine in a while..." He The hand holding the sword had never shaken so much before, but he could only wipe off the bean-sized beads of sweat on the woman's forehead feebly.

Ever since he got married with Hongmian, he didn't want to be a law protector whose life was hanging by a thread in Gu Hongtian, and his pregnant wife missed the southeast family, so he resigned from Hong Ao at the cost of helping Gu Hong's family. Hong Tian guards the forces in the southeast of the mainland, but their Han family has always been a prominent family in the southeast, so they would monitor the subordinate forces, which is nothing.

Hong Mian has not been home for several years and misses her parents very much. She just happened to be pregnant with a child and was so depressed that she could hardly eat. He could only take his wife home at a huge risk.

Unexpectedly, he was born prematurely on the way. The doctor once told him behind his back that the baby boy formed in Hongmian's womb had fatal defects, and he was afraid that he would die as soon as he landed. He didn't dare to say such things to his expectant wife. I can only secretly search for the top-level panacea to stabilize her pregnancy, and watch her happily make clothes for the doll every day,

Hong Mian knew that she was pregnant with a child, and she kept talking about her child "Han Zheng" every day, and told him to come out to accompany her to see her grandfather as soon as possible.

"Qinghuai! It hurts!!!" His wife's screams woke up the terrified man. He grabbed the woman's hand again, and the veins on his forehead twitched. He thought with luck:

Maybe the child's desire to survive is extremely strong, can he survive?

No matter what flaws he has, as long as he can be born safely, the Han family can let him live a happy life,

Gu Hongmian was so stimulated by the tearing pain in her lower body that she almost fainted. She held her last breath to give birth to the baby in her belly, and then she took a deep breath and passed out.

Han Qinghuai's heart stopped suddenly. While worrying about the fainted wife in his arms, he watched in despair as the mother-in-law and accompanying doctors rescued the still baby.

The miracle did not happen, and the child that Hongmian was looking forward to passed away the moment he came into contact with the world.

The boy floating in the clouds puffed his cheeks unhappily. He heard the names "Hongmian" and "Qinghuai" familiar to him, and he couldn't help but feel blocked when he saw the son who died at birth, but everything in front of him Like a movie being played in front of him, he can only watch in silence, powerless to make any changes.

The boy's delicate eyebrows twitched suddenly, and he thought a little stupidly: What is a movie?Has he seen it before?

More and more strange knowledge came back to his consciousness, but unfortunately he still didn't know his identity and location here, so he could only watch what happened under the cloud depressedly,

After the young woman woke up, she cried so hard that she was about to die. She couldn't accept that the child she had worked so hard to conceive died without even seeing her. The cry was heard all night in the crane caravan. Fortunately, the woman had a good friend. The husband never allowed his wife to face this inhuman pain, took care of her non-stop for half a month, and managed to calm his wife's despair.

They are about to return to the southeast, and Hong Mian will gradually recover when he sees his parents. They will also bury the youngest son in the ice coffin properly.

But when they rested at the southeast junction, the emaciated woman who had calmed down a lot suddenly became emotional again,

The lady opened the car window and murmured blankly: "My child, the child is crying... There is a child crying!" Han Qinghuai thought that his wife who was overwhelmed with grief had hallucinations, and he carefully checked the surroundings with spiritual power, but found that No trace of any living person was found, so he could only caress Hong Mian's shoulder bitterly and let her rest.

Unexpectedly, Gu Hongmian, who had always been weak after giving birth, suddenly burst out with amazing strength, and ran towards the dark forest like crazy, Han Qinghuai helplessly grabbed his wife, and obediently let her guide the way to the deep walk around,

At last a humming baby was found in the deepest black forest,

There are two groups of people around the baby, all in a pool of blood. It seems that they have just fought each other. This is the southeast border area, and large-scale death fights may occur anytime and anywhere. This child may be the only one who survived.

Gu Hongmian had tears in her eyes, and painstakingly and happily hugged the child carefully into her arms, the tears dripped down on the baby, sobbing, "I heard...I heard..."

His wife was unwilling to let go of this weird baby who was shielded from spiritual power and spiritual consciousness. After Han Qinghuai struggled fiercely, he still obeyed his heart. Not only Hong Mian, he also lost his parent and child just now.

I couldn't bear to leave this fragile child behind.

The boy in the sky stared at the little baby in the woman's hands, and his heart suddenly started beating wildly. He held his breath and looked at the child's pure black eyes seriously. The immature facial features were depicted over and over again in the boy's mind. , the strong sense of déjà vu made him almost blurt out a name,

But the weakness of the soul has always restricted his thinking, he was anxious to scratch his heart, but his memory was blank.

Han Qinghuai took his wife back to the carriage. He watched Hong Mian carry the little baby to the side of the "sleeping" parents and children sealed in the magic circle, carefully wiped off the blood, looked at the two children lovingly and mournfully, and murmured : "Zheng'er has an extra brother, he is a poor child, and I am a poor mother..."

Seeing this, how could the Patriarch of the Han family be willing to let go of this child of unknown origin?He used to be Gu Hongtian's Dharma protector, and he was very keen. The identity of this baby is definitely not simple.

Han Qinghuai checked the body of the abandoned baby with his spiritual power again and again, and he was relieved only after confirming that it was a human race. If he wanted to keep this baby...he thought for a long time, then lightly touched his wife's back and said in a deep voice, "Hong Mian , call this kid Han Zheng."

Gu Hongmian stared back at her husband with tears in the corners of her eyes, choked with sobs: "Well, it's called Han Zheng."

Han Zheng... the young man trembled and shouted out in shortness of breath, "Brother Zheng!!!"

In an instant, dazzling rays of light shone from all directions, and the comfortable emptiness disappeared in an instant. Massive information poured into the young man's mind. The abundant aura of heaven and earth condensed his spirit, and fiery heat gushed out from the position of his heart. out,

"Boom!" A powerful heartbeat exploded in Xia Ying's ear,

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!" The regular voice resounded through the cold body, representing the heat of life attacking the whole body like wildfire. The boy lying on the bed took a deep breath, and the crow feather The black eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened his eyes,

There was no dazzling light source in the dim room, Xia Ying rubbed her eyes, and saw the lonely black figure sitting beside the bed and his hanging white hair.

Before a stick of incense, at the quaint ancestral hall,

The extremely tall man held the offering incense and slowly lowered his head in front of the tablets of Han Qinghuai and Gu Hongmian. Although Han Zheng had already reached the peak of the Six Realms, he did not revive everyone violently. The parents who have already entered reincarnation have been sent to another world where they are not immortals. Under the protection of Han Zheng, they will live happily and peacefully.

He already knew the future fate of his parents in his heart, but Han Zheng still used to come to the Han family's ancestral hall to offer incense, waiting for his lover to wake up in the quiet Han Ling Valley,

Yingying's soul came from another world, and he didn't know when he would wake up after putting it into the body he had made for him, but as long as it was half possible, it was enough.

Suddenly, Han Zheng keenly noticed a strange fluctuation of spiritual power coming from the bedroom, he instantly returned to his former room, sat next to the ruddy boy,

His breathing was much faster than before, and his heart that had been frozen for ten years was covered with cracks.

"Hmm..." The silent young man made a sound for the first time, his eyeballs moved slightly under his eyelids, Han Zheng waved his hand to darken the scorching sunlight outside the window, trying his best to control the big hand full of violent spiritual power, cautiously Rubbing Yingying's soft face with the back of his hand,

The young man finally got rid of the long nightmare, looked at the man with a strong sense of oppression beside him, and whispered: "...Brother Zheng?"