Transcending the Nine Heavens

“Not bad, no injuries. Looking at him, it's like sleeping...” Chu Feiling frowned: “And his internal air engine is full and messy, almost a mess, and if the valley is empty, it doesn't seem to have been repaired at all... This strange scene is the first time in my life...”

Yang Ruolan worried about the tunnel: “What the hell is going on? ”

Chu Feiling grinned in the dark. If I knew what was going on in my heart, I would know what was going on...

Grinning: “This is a strange thing...”

Where did the couple know that this situation in Chuyang has not existed since the creation of the Nine Heavens Continent! Absolutely unprecedented first example!

Do not say that the two of them, even if some of the supremes are here, face the situation of Chuyang at this moment, is also fog Sha Sha, Mo Zai sheep.

Now in Chuyang's conscious space, Chuyang is doing everything possible to digest the power of the sudden explosion of the divine soul and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that emerged in the sword grid.

His consciousness, his soul, swelled up for a moment, disappeared for a moment, but then swelled up again... the week started over and over again, there was no stopping at all.

His whole god, his whole consciousness, his whole soul, was used to do this, and he couldn't spare a little strength to do anything else! It's impossible to wake up until you're completely settled...

His divine power, like a precarious dam, is constantly overflowing with water, and he must constantly and passively repair it, where it washes away, hurry up and repair it, it cannot be washed down by defensive lines.

Once it's loose, a mouth can't be washed away in time to make up for it, it's a thousand miles of embankment that instantly collapses!

If that were the case, Chu Yang would also become an idiot...

So Chu Yang doesn't even know he's still underwater? Or go there? Completely unconscious...

After half a day of work, the couple were exhausted, face-to-face and unprepared.

“What should I do?” Yeung Joran's eyes were still brimming with tears. She was so scared, she finally found her son, but he fell asleep...

If that were the case, Yang Joran would have collapsed immediately!

“For now, I have to go back to my family and plan again.” Chu Feiling's face was heavy, "he said.“ However, the boy seemed to be fine. His breath was steady, his face was red and his heart beat was strong. Perhaps just a few days' sleep would do. ”

Yang Ruolan carefully wore his son's wrist pulse. Finally, he was reassured. “I think so, too. It's the same scene as sleeping in a person. His temper is long, but sleeping... how can it be so...”

“Or a calculation of what was won… But since it is no different than sleep, even if it is won, it is not something particularly terrible, just sleep a few days at most.” Chu Fei Ling tried his best to comfort him.

Yang Joran thought for another half day before finally relieving himself: “I hope it's like you said. If your son is not what you said... Chu Fei Ling, you will pay the price to open the river for your message today! ”

Chu Feilington straightened his eyes.

I'm comforting you... how... suddenly it's my responsibility again?

He turned his head and coughed, feeling helpless. Son, wake up... If you don't wake up, your mother... I can't blame you...

Yang Ruolan hugged his son and looked at his face a little bit. He was satisfied: “Look, our son, how delicate and white his face is. He is even more beautiful than the big girl. White is so red... no wonder so many strange women in the world fall madly in love. ”

This statement is true, Chuyang's body, now equals being swordwashed dozens of times by nine swords, if the skin is not good, then there is no reason.

The more satisfied Yang Ruolan looked, the more he laughed out of his heart and finally said: “Anyway, I hope my son is back! Even if he falls asleep, my son is back. Fei Ling, feel like holding my son... really good! It's like hugging the whole world, and as for the rest, I feel like I'm missing nothing. ”

Nothing missing?

Chu Feiling laughed and said, "This is how you feel at this moment. Now you only want your son back. Now your son is in your arms, of course you have nothing else to ask for. If your son can't wake up in a few days, you won't rush my neck to be a ghost...

By then, you will feel that nothing is missing...

Yang Joran's wish for almost 19 years was to find his own son. Now that I have found it, the joy in my heart is like an explosion, holding my son tight and not letting go for a moment.

At this moment, it was suddenly felt that it would be almost 19 years of suffering, nothing more. Nineteen years of bowel strangulation, compensated as much as possible.

She hugged Chu Yang and began to breathe.

I'm really tired of this.

Mental strength, overspending as much as possible.

But she only took a half-month break and the couple opened their eyes and stood up.

Can this not be delayed if the son is unconscious and cannot find the cause? So once the ability to act is restored, the two of them are ready to go.

“I carried him. We go down the hill, we find the nearest market, we buy something, we hire a carriage, we rush to the entrance, we go back for three days. Just go back to your family and everything will be all right. Even… the resources of the last three days are much stronger than those of the middle three days.” Chu Feiling Dao.

“Okay! Wait...” Yang Ruolan frowned: “How can you carry it? How uncomfortable is my son? Forget it, I got it, I got it. You carry him, his body is half-dropping, swinging, and he's in a coma... How can you be such a cruel father? ”

Chu Feiling has no words.

Can't even carry...?

But facing his wife, he had to give in. Recognize yourself as a ‘heartless father’.

“I'll hold it. Just your body... walking long distances with your son, not tired of you.” Chu Feiling Dao.

“Well, you're so... stupid! Keep your hands flat. Hold on! Oops, don't let your son's neck drop, that's uncomfortable... you, you're so... right, oops, why are you so stupid..."

Yang Joran kept talking, constantly accusing, constantly correcting.

Chu Fei Ling felt he had been instructed by his wife, he could hardly walk anymore.

He hasn't spoken yet. He just felt his eyes shake. Yang Ruolan had already unraveled her and put it on Chuyang. He carefully hugged his son, making sure that there was no cold air, and he could touch his son's skin. Then he exclaimed: "Why don't you go? It's freezing cold. You want your son to freeze? ”

It's obvious you're busy here. You're stalling. Okay? Chu Feiling's face was full of dark lines and dared not speak in anger. I had to hurry up with this little ancestor I had just found.

If you haven't found a son before, you don't have much standing at home; but that's also plausible, right?

But now that he has found his son, Chu Feiling has found his place in the home, and he has fallen once again. I had a little bit of a place in my wife's heart, and now... it's just been thrown into Java.

So, the couple, one of them stuffing his head to do the hard work, one of them staying close to him, the old hen taking care of the eggs also looked at the son in the husband's arms, smiled for a moment, frowned for a moment, and then stunned out of his mind, then sighed for a moment, bit his teeth...

The shadows of the two gradually moved away on the snowy and icy path down the mountain.

At the bottom of the mountain, the couple ran off for a while, found a market, bought a carriage directly, and warmed the flower clusters of the carriage mats before carrying their son in carefully.

Yang Ruolan followed him closely. He was afraid that his son would bump in the run, lay a cotton quilt half-fold on his leg, then carefully lifted his head, pillow it on his thigh along a gentle curve, hold his son with both hands, make sure that in any case, his son would not be hurt by the bump before finally ordering him to go.

Chu Fei Ling is naturally not qualified to sit in the car. Only as a driver, and the owner is kind enough to chase the wagon. His wagon driver is driving the wagon. His head is probably full of goosebumps along the way...

A whip: "Drive! ”

Carriage arrows.

“Start too fast! You're not slowly accelerating?” Yang Joran complained inside.

The family finally left Tianjian Peak, and the horse continued to march toward the entrance for the last three days...

At this moment, Mr. and Mrs. Chu Feiling did not know that the entrance to Nine Heavens was about to be closed!

They just rush back... as fast as they can.

But ghosts make the worst of the gods... just the day after the three entrances of the family entered the last three days... the whole Nine Heavens, all entrances up and down, all sealed!

From now on, it won't work!

Chu Yang was unconscious and naturally had no idea that he was being held by his parents. He hurried off for three days...

If he knew, I'm afraid he'd say anything stays in the middle of three days.

Because in three days, there are too many things he hasn't done...

How does Chu Yang feel when he walks away? How can you be assured?

But... he doesn't know.

By the time he found out, it had been three days, all the channels were closed, and it was hard to get down...

Of course, if the Sword Spirit is awake at this moment and tries to damage Chuyang's soul again, it must also control the body to stay. After all, Chuyang God is now overflowing with soul. The sword spirit uses some, which has no effect at all. Instead, it will relieve Chuyang's burden...

But by this time, the Sword Spirit had fallen asleep.

The strange turn of things can be seen.

No one's will is at all diverted.

…………

The day after the departure of Mr. and Mrs. Chu Feiling Yang Joran.

Dead lakeside.

It's a small snow pile, not eye-catching.

But with a loud explosion, all of a sudden the snow burst out of the ground, revealing a big hole in the ground.

Several figures, like flying, plucked out of the cave, and everyone looked pale.

Mo Tianjin, Gu Solo, Awesome Cloud, Xie Danjung, Ji Mo, Rock Enemy, Hu Yan Ao Bo.

They were frozen here by the Phantom and finally escaped from poverty.

Everyone feels like they have a strange dream…

< 3rd more! This chapter was scrapped. I also wanted the lead character to stay and finish the middle three days. After writing more than 2,000 words, it became clear that there was no happiness at all. So I couldn't help but give up what I was going to... rewrite...

I wrote it now.

Sometimes, the aftertaste... is good, too?

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Three days, finally!

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