Although Bian Qing was surprised, he did not hesitate, he fell to the ground with a thud, and crawled to his mother's knees, except for crying, Bian Qing didn't know what to do, and after thirty-seven years of loneliness, Bian Qing finally found his mother, and could finally enjoy his mother's caresses. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Qing'er, don't cry. I should be happy to see my mother. Is it because my mother is too ugly and too old?!"

Du Nianchun's voice was kind and warm, she had been looking forward to this moment for one hundred and thirty-seven years, and in her eyes, Bian Qing was still the baby in her swaddling clothes one hundred and thirty-seven years ago.

"No, my mother is not ugly at all, she is not old at all! I can rejuvenate my mother, I can do it!"

Bian Qing wailed again and again, and threw herself into her mother's arms, hissing and choking.

"Shaohua has passed away, and my mother has nothing to miss. Your father is no longer there, I can see that Qing'er is already very satisfied, I don't care about any youth and beauty, I just want my Qing'er to be free of disasters. ”

Du Nianchun gently patted Bian Qing's back, as if he was slapping the baby of the year, and on the last day of the year, it was the same, Feng Qingyang prepared everything, snatched Bian Qing from her arms with a ruthless sound, sent Bian Qing into the different dimension, and then sent himself back to Tianyuan Du's house. Since then, there has been no news of it.

With Du Nianchun's understanding of her husband, she knew that Feng Qingyang must have gone to the upper realm to fight with the Protoss, and he had already made up his mind to die, so he would not hesitate. He will protect his wife and children with his life, and he will never retreat.

Du Nianchun hated himself for being incompetent, if he worked harder, could he make his cultivation higher, why was his husband a god king in the upper realm who was proud of the world, but he was just a Yuanwu king realm.

But Du Nianchun still survived tenaciously, she wanted to find her child, tell him all the heroic deeds of his father, and let him avenge his father. However, at this moment when she saw Bian Qing, Du Nianchun softened, she decided not to say anything, and even hoped that Bian Qing would always be like this, as long as she was safe, as long as she was happy, she didn't care about the grievances and hatreds of the previous generation.

"Mother, I've been wearing the plain robe you sewed for me, but unfortunately I'm too careless, and now I only have this one left!"

Bian Qing finally stopped crying, he raised his head, pulled up the shabby plain robe, and said softly to his mother. In Bian Qing's invisible ring, there are more than a dozen tattered plain robes, which were given to him by his mother more than 20 years ago, even if they are damaged, he has never thrown them away.

The moment he entered the prison cell, he could be 100% sure that the plain robe he got in the Junhou Mansion back then was given to him by his mother, and he would never be wrong. Even outside the city of Nirvana, those who saved themselves from the wicked man surnamed Dongfang were the two people of the Du family sent by their mother.

These words, between Bian Qing's mother and son, it seems that there is no need to say them at all, Du Nianchun smiled heartily, at this moment, she seemed to have returned to her youth, and her eyes became clear and bright, as if she could see through Bian Qing's heart.

"Don't blame your grandfather, according to the rules of the Du family, my mother should have been sentenced to death a long time ago. Over the years, I have not only been able to come and go as I please, but I can also ask for the most precious fabrics to sew clothes for my youth. Your father liked this color the most, and I think you will like it too, so I only have this fabric for your adult robe. You won't find it too monotonous, will you?"

Du Nianchun waved his hand and opened a huge wardrobe in front of the bed, and there were hundreds of brand-new plain robes in the wardrobe. The material of this plain robe is made of the same very special sea beast skin tanning, and it has undergone special treatment and processing, which has the function of self-repair. With Du Nianchun's cultivation as the realm, it is not as easy as imagined to make clothes from such materials.

It took her more than 20 years to complete a total of hundreds of plain robes.

"Mother, how can I be monotonous, I like it very much, and this is also my favorite color!"

Bian Qing stood up and carefully took off the plain robe he was wearing and put it away. Pick up a brand new plain robe from the closet and put it on your body.

"Qing'er, let your mother put it on for you!"

Du Nianchun sat up slowly, leaned over, came to Bian Qing's face, stretched out a pair of dry and vicissitudes of life, and put on the robe carefully for Bian Qing, as if he was wrapping Ai'er in swaddling clothes.

"Mother, you hurry up and sit down cross-legged, I will clear Shen Ke from your body and take you out of the Du family. Go to a place that belongs to us!"

Bian Qing helped Du Nianchun sit on the bed, let her mother sit cross-legged, and sat down with her, pressing her hands lightly on her mother's back. already had the experience of burning blood for others, Bian Qing decided to do two things, one was to re-burn the blood in his mother's body, so that his mother could regain her youthful appearance. The other thing is to find out the blood of the nine-headed ghost car that lives in the blood of the Du family, and incinerate and remove it, so that the mother can get rid of the shackles of the nine-headed ghost car forever.

The effect of burning and repairing the bloodline is obvious, Du Nianchun is just a cultivator in the realm of Yuanwu Wang, the bloodline particles are rough and old, after Bian Qing's repair, Du Nianchun's gray hair has become jet black, and the old skin has also recovered its elasticity, in addition to her shabby and dirty clothes, Du Nianchun has recovered to the most youthful and beautiful moment.

Du Nianchun looked at the changing appearance in the mirror, tears of excitement swelled in her eyes, she was really happy, her youth had grown up, and with this means of rejuvenation, she was not much worse than his father back then. Although Du Nianchun's cultivation is not high, because of the relationship between Feng Qingyang for many years, her vision is not low, and she can confidently judge that her Qing'er has reached the peak cultivation of the god general level, and she is only one step away from the god king level.

Bian Qing had just turned thirty-seven years old, and at such an age, to be able to achieve such a powerful cultivation, even if it was an Upper Realm God Clan, would never be able to do it.

Du Nianchun is very proud, she can not let her son go to the Protoss for revenge, but if the Protoss doesn't know what to do and has to provoke her Qing'er, Qing'er will definitely be able to destroy all these bastards who don't know how to advance or retreat.

"Wild boy, this is your mother, right?!Do you think you can rest easy by destroying my blood?!I have been waiting for you to come to your mother and destroy the blood I planted on her. This time, I'm going to destroy your mother's soul, do you still have what it takes to stop it?!hahaha-"

Just when Bian Qing found the blood seed of the nine-headed ghost car, this is just a broken blood seed, because the destruction of the blood seed makes Du Nianchun's talent extremely ordinary, but it is such a blood seed, when Bian Qing was about to be incinerated, a sudden change occurred. The shadow of the soul of the nine-headed ghost car actually hid in this broken blood, and when he spoke, he really shattered Du Nianchun's soul.

"No, Mother—"

Bian Qing shouted wildly, but nothing could stop it, Du Nianchun was fearless, even full of calm, she glanced at Bian Qing nostalgically, she was going to meet her lover, even if her soul was scattered, she would definitely find her lover.