Han Yu hurriedly took the bowl of decoction with both hands, and the moment Meng Po's tears fell in, the faint clouds and smoke of the decoction became thicker and thicker, and in those clouds and smoke, we saw countless different pictures, which should be fragments of Han Yu's memories in his previous life.

It is a very magical thing to be able to remember the past of the previous life after all, even Han Yu looked at these fragments of memories with a look of surprise, I noticed that Meng Po quietly poured out the cold tea in front of Han Yu again, the boiling water on the stove was just enough to make another cup of tea, but the cup full of tea fragrance was pushed in front of Han Yu, this time even if Meng Po was weak, her hands were shaking badly, but she was cautious, for fear that a drop of tea would splash out, like the tea was the only precious thing left for her.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the bowl of decoction that carried the magic of the memories of the previous life, except for me, I didn't notice Meng Po's subtle movements, Han Yu looked around us, and finally stopped at Meng Po's face, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up is a smile that I am familiar with, uninhibited but full of pride.

"Han Yu has thanked you in advance, and if you offend Han Yu today, you will definitely find a way to heal your injuries."

The moment Han Yu's smile hung on the corner of her mouth, Meng Po's eyes were full of reluctant affection, and she burst out into a thousand tears, I don't understand why Meng Po was so sad, and I didn't see her frown when Han Yu's golden blow was cut off in the center, as if Han Yu's smile was the biggest pain she couldn't bear.

Han Yu took the decoction and drank it up, and in an instant, those ethereal clouds and smoke became thicker, gathering around him, and those fragmented memory fragments began to slowly piece together and integrate into Han Yu's body, and gradually we can see a complete picture from these clouds and smoke, which should be the past of Han Yu's previous life, and now it is presented in great detail in front of our eyes.

Han Yu was shocked by the magical vision in front of him, and slowly stood up and looked around at the memory images that surrounded him.

I saw the unknown but earth-shattering and protracted war of gods and demons that Meng Po told us, at that time Han Yu was already a god in the divine realm, and he commanded the army of all saints to resist the demon emperor, and he was scarred and fought without retreating.

Beside him was a silver-robed god general, the demon emperor's army was like a broken bamboo, and the god of the god realm was killed and wounded, but Han Yu and the silver-robed god general were more and more courageous, even if they were besieged and bruised, they were not afraid, the two stood on their backs to kill the demon army, and finally resisted the army of the demon emperor to win a short respite for the god realm, although he and the silver-robed god general were injured a lot, but there was no wound on their backs, they handed over their backs to each other to see that each other's trust can be trusted with life and death, It's just that the silver-robed god finally broke the weapon in his hand into two.

In the picture, Han Yu took the ancient Xuantie of the Flood Desolation, melted it in the sea of fire of Zhu Rong, cooled it with the Sea of Annihilation, and then went to the land of thunder to temper it with thousands of desolate sky thunders, and when Han Yu went to the land of wind and sand to borrow the divine power of Mang, what he held in his hand was already a sharp and extremely cold divine weapon surrounded by green lightning flashes.

Looking at this picture, we all guessed that the divine soldier was the later Thunder Shadow, it turned out that this Thunder Shadow was cast by Han Yu through the Divine Emperor of the Quartet of the Flood Desolation, no wonder the power was amazing, invincible.

The picture annihilated into Han Yu's body, and in the picture that unfolded in front of us, Han Yu was already like a different person, wearing a Pixiu Xiaoshi golden armor, wearing a dragon golden helmet, a lion gold belt around his waist, holding a double gold mace, and riding a three-eyed general with a black unicorn in the world, at that time, the proud eyes on Han Yu's head had been opened, and Yu Qishan was pardoned by the god list and was pardoned as the god of the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Puhua Tianzun, this picture should be a record of Jiang Ziya's memory of Han Yu when Qishan was crowned a god, presumably long after the war between gods and demons has subsided, the god emperor re-divided the Three Realms, With the power of the god list, the three hundred and sixty-five roads of Qingfu are forgiven.

Han Yu was pardoned and crowned as the most revered god in the heavenly realm of Shenxiao Yufu, the god of the main thunderstorm, the highest god of the thunder department, the disaster and blessing of the main heaven, the balance of things, the control of things and people, the division of killing, the control of the thirty-six thunder generals of Tiangang, the five thunder envoys and the total soldiers of the thunder department, and the punishment of the heavens.

And the silver-robed god general was still standing beside him, but there was already an extra thunder shadow in his hand that had been tempered with the divine power of the flood wilderness, Han Yu forged that divine weapon to give it to the silver-robed god general, Han Yu frowned and raised his hand to touch the silver-robed god general in the picture in front of him, and the illusion of nothingness was annihilated and merged into his body at his fingertips, and it could be seen that Han Yu still hadn't remembered who the silver-robed god general was.

Another picture appeared in the clouds and smoke that gathered together, on the top of the towering mountain, a man with his hands behind his back, with a straight waist, wearing a black crown and beaded curtains in front and back.

Although it was a picture of Han Yu's memory, he could also feel the majesty and domineering emanating from that person.

Standing on the top of the mountain, it is like a sword, a sword that can destroy the world and make everything subdued, the cold and killing aura is overflowing, and the gestures are full of majesty that people dare not look up to.

I finally saw the man's face clearly, and I was shocked to find that it was Qin Yanhui.

……

No, I have seen the supreme majesty and domineering on Qin Yanhui's face, but I have never seen such cold arrogance and unstoppability.

Yingzheng!

The real overlord who has the power of the Four Emperors and the Three Realms are at his feet, looking down on all living beings from above, I have never understood why Mi Ziqi is so jealous of this person, even if Qin Yan mentioned the word Yingzheng back, Mi Ziqi's eyes were full of fear, and now I only see Yingzheng a thousand years ago and know the reason.

If he reigns over the world again, I can't think of anyone else who would dare to look up at his cold and arrogant gaze that dominates everything.

What this picture should carry is the memory of Han Yu when Yingzheng Taishan single-handedly cut down the sky thousands of years ago, in that memory, Han Yu was covered with injuries, and the corpses of the divine soldiers and armor under Yingzheng's feet were all over the field, Han Yu was not afraid of not being afraid, even if there were few soldiers and armor left, there was no intention of retreating, and Yingzheng fought fiercely on the top of Mount Tai, but he was obviously at a disadvantage.

I was surprised that Ying Zheng obviously had the opportunity to understand his life, but he didn't do it for a long time, and Han Yu struggled to see that he had the heart to die.

Ying Zheng had no way to retreat, but was injured by the corner of his sleeve by the golden mace in Han Yu's hand, and he was furious and unbearable, and he struck a blow like a thunderbolt, how could Han Yu block the lightning and flint, and the silver robe god would block in front of him, and the long sword in Ying Zheng's hand penetrated through the chest of the silver robe god.

Han Yu was stunned when he saw this, if it weren't for the silver-robed god who would have died on the top of Mount Tai a thousand years ago, the god would have followed Han Yu since the beginning of the ancient flood and famine, and the two of them guarded each other in life and death, but this time the two were afraid that it would be difficult for the two to fight side by side, and with Yingzheng's divine power, he was injured by the long sword in his hand, and the silver-robed god would have destroyed Yuanyang and it would be difficult to return to the heavenly realm.

In the picture, the golden mace in Han Yu's hand fell to the ground, and the sharp blade of Yingzheng was beside him, he never retreated in the face of the invincible demon emperor army, and he was not timid in the face of Yingzheng who could seal back the Nine Heavens Gods by himself, Han Yu I knew was not afraid of life and death as always, but he couldn't afford to watch the silver-robed god fall in front of him.

Han Yu completely gave up resistance, and the whole person knelt on the ground and picked up the god will choke the sky, my fingers trembled to understand that Han Yu was reluctant to go alone with the silver-robed god and would rather die in the hands of Yingzheng, and the god would live and die with him.

The sword in Ying Zheng's hand finally hovered over Han Yu's back, he didn't even stab into it, in fact, he had many opportunities to kill Han Yu, this time Ying Zheng still didn't start, standing behind Han Yu for a long time and watching him hold the silver-robed god general and scream to the sky, he actually put away the sword and turned away.

Han Yu hugged the god general in his arms, the silver robe was stained with blood like peach blossoms, Han Yu gently took the god general's battle helmet, and his black hair fell down like a waterfall, the god general turned out to be a beautiful and incomprehensible thing, his eyes were like a pool of clear water, and he had an elegant and elegant temperament when he looked forward to it.

When we saw the woman's face, everyone was stunned and shocked, the silver-robed god general turned out to be Ye Qingyu, Han Yu opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't speak, no wonder Ye Qingyu was as surprised as he was when he saw Han Yu for the first time, I finally understood why the Thunder Shadow of the Heavenly Realm Divine Soldier was in Ye Qingyu's hands, she was the owner of the Thunder Shadow from beginning to end, and I finally understood why Ye Qingyue's eyes were full of unrelieved longing and reluctance every time he saw Han Yu.

In the thirty-six days of demon obstacles, Ye Qingyu is also among them, I have never understood that those demon obstacles are Han Yu's concern for the earthly world and the inseparable bond, but why Ye Qingyu appeared in the demon barrier, now I finally understand that maybe for Han Yu, Ye Qingyu is the pain that he will never be able to let go.

The picture gradually dissipated into Han Yu's body, and in the blurred final fragment of the picture, I saw that there was no blood on Ye Qingyu's pale cheeks, and the blood infected with the silver robe spread in all directions wantonly, like a withered flower.

She slowly raised her hand with difficulty in Han Yu's arms, squirming the corners of her mouth with difficulty, and a trace of blood slid down with the corners of her mouth, and we heard Ye whisper's last words.

After whispering, we can no longer stay together, and hope that the gods will cherish the next life......

Ye Qingyue's hand finally failed to touch Han Yu's cheek, and hung down heavily, Han Yu hugged Ye Qingyue tightly, and the sorrowful voice resounded for nine days, and the moment the picture dissipated, we heard Han Yu's oath at the top of Mount Tai with grief and indignation.

What is the use of not having you as a god, you go one step ahead and I will come after you, and the world will stay with you until you remember who I am......