The source of meditation followed in the pleasant mood after the meal, and when Han Asa entered the room, he sat down in his chair and fell asleep. Life grows luxuriantly in lush prosperity.

The soul just floated for a while, and the cold shallow woke up from a dream-like dream.

When she opened her eyes, she saw herself. No, it's yourself in a pair of eyes. Han Qian almost didn't fall to the ground, "Ah, you're scared to death." She sneered at Mucha.

"I think tonight's dinner was delicious." Mucha smiled and showed two small tiger teeth.

"Is it delicious?" Han Qian felt that this child was really unproductive.

"Eh, this isn't my hometown. If it were, a child of your age would think that rice is the worst food in the world. Han Qian was also in a good mood and chatted with Muxia.

"And your hometown, what's delicious to eat?" Mucha asked a little unconvinced, he felt that the rice and vegetables were the most fragrant.

"It's a lot; Rock sugar gourd, rainbow hall, marshmallow, steamed bun... There are too many to mention. When Han Qian said these things, he looked disgusted with this Tianning Continent.

Han Qian's words were not at all, Mucha couldn't imagine it, but seeing Han Qian's obsessed look, Mucha knew that she wasn't lying, "Then when will you take me to your hometown to eat delicious?" ”

Han Qian nodded contemplatively and said, "In a few hundred years...", she also wanted to go back, but where could she go back so easily now.

"Oh... Why don't you try to change your spiritual roots? Mucha asked.

Han Asa stood up, "I was thinking about this." As she spoke, she picked up the painting on the table.

Do you take it yourself and then travel into the painting? She picked up the painting with one hand, and it seemed a little difficult to move. Look at Mucha next to him, he's so short... Is it possible that I want to bend over and walk into the painting?

Mucha straightens her index and middle fingers and runs her true qi. Point out the painting on Hanqian's hand and hang it straight in the air. This is a portrait of George with his own head and his own head.

Han Qian turned his head to look at Mucha in surprise.

"Hurry up~" Mucha urged. He was afraid that her stupid slave would rush in.

Han Qian also felt that the current thing was the most important, and she took a deep breath. From tonight onwards, she will rewash her life and officially enter the beginning of her life. Step by step, she walked towards the portrait, towards her turning unknown life.

She passed through the painting, as if she saw a bright golden light in the whole darkness. The stabbing made her subconsciously close her eyes, and when she opened them again, she was already standing on the back of the painting.

"It's successful, it's successful~" Mucha roared happily with little milk, squinting her eyes happily.

Han Qian walked around the back of the painting and walked to the front of the painting, and the person on the painting was gone... She bit her lip happily and unconsciously put her hands on her hot face. The light in his eyes is like a shining star in the night.

It was as if the whole room was dancing and jubilating with her mood. "Mucha, did I succeed?" Han Qian still couldn't believe it, she looked down at the only thing in front of her that could prove that all this was true, and Mu Xia asked.

Mucha was also happy for Han Qian, and he nodded vigorously, "Look, the paintings are blank." He quickly explained. This means that the previous spiritual root has been completely subverted.

Han Qian took off his hands on his face and held Muxia Tuantuan's face, "I succeeded, I succeeded~" She was so shocked by such a miracle.

Mucha broke his hands apart, and Han Qian's hand seemed to grow on his face, "Oh, of course it was a success." You're so stupid like this~ Oh. The children couldn't laugh or cry when they saw it.

"Okay, I'll calm down." Han Qian also felt that he was really excited.

There was a knock on the door, and now, it calmed the cold heart.

After Yinling finished cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks. I was going to rest. Hearing a vague voice coming from the young lady's room, she knocked on the door worriedly, the young lady's body is so strong, there will be no sequelae?

Han Qian opened the door. Yinling looked at the cold red light, as if she had drunk wine.

"Miss, are you alright?" Yinling asked worriedly.

"It's okay, just now, I seem to have had a pretty good dream..."Han Qian said to Yinling.

Yinling reacted, it turned out that she had disturbed the young lady's dream. "Yes, miss. Then I'm going to rest. Do you have something to command? She said she would no longer disturb the lady's rest.

"Wait a minute." Han Qian knew very well that he was going down the mountain and there was more than that. She turned around, walked into the house, and took out the 'Forget Worries' elixir from Ji Mo from the package. In addition, I took an antidote.

"Let's go, go to your room." Han Asa brought the door of his house.

In the room of Silver Bell, there was not a single blanket made of large furs, but a blanket made of small furs, covering the old wooden bed. Han Qian was a little sad to see it. She didn't ask, afraid that if she did, she would be even more upset.

She never thought that one day, on a dark and windy night, she would survive for a moment as an executioner. "You lie down..."Han Qian is an order, but also distressed.

"Miss?"

"You can't keep the baby in your belly, or you'll die." She looked at the silver bell and said solemnly.

Yinling's hand stroked her lower abdomen. She wanted to feel this life, but it didn't give him any response right now.

Han Qian watched the movement of Yinling's hand, which was the only contact between mother and son at the moment. "Do you need to give me a moment?" She asked. If Silver Bell needs to be alone with the baby in her belly any longer, she will go out. Mother and son, after all, is love.

Yinling shook his head with a lonely look in his eyes, and the fountain of tears welled up from his heart. The peach of her girlish cheeks soon faded and became pale and weak. "Miss, send him away." She gritted her teeth and said ruthlessly.

She felt that she was not good, and that it was the evil result of her own indulgence. Sin judged her, and the child with him. Once, the beauty of her and Yu Zijing seemed to hit the reef in an instant, leaving only heavy damage.

Han Qian shook his head, opened the cap of the little blue bottle 'Forget Worries', and then handed over 'Forget Worries'.

Silver Bell took the little 'blue bottle' as she looked at the color that was about to take life from her womb. Subconsciously, I grabbed my lower abdomen with my other hand. Closing her eyes, she drank it all.

This drink completely negated her and Yu Zijing's past. Her lower abdomen began to churn and hurt...

Han Qian asked Ji Mo if this medicine could get rid of an extra life. Ji Mo smiled and said, "It's 'forgetting worries', how can you not even do this." ’

She watched Yinling sweat and tears in pain, and the corners of her mouth began to bleed... She remembered herself that night. She can't leave, she must always remember this moment, she feels the pain she has suffered.

When she returns to Xiange, she will definitely work hard. Only by working hard can you live up to the suffering you suffered at the beginning.