Chapter 447: Eighteen Years of a Dream as a Child,

Foreign things are not as good as their own.

Even the source of life and those elixirs are the best things.

But in the final analysis, whether it is medicine or three points of poison has nothing to do with whether the thing is top-notch, not to mention that this matter is a matter of life.

But Jiang Han had no other way at the moment.

The mother's life grid rejects the origin of life and the essence of the elixir, so Jiang Han can only use his life grid to repair it.

Jiang Han's life grid is originally derived from his mother's life grid, but there is no problem.

It's just bitter Jiang Han.

The act of tearing apart one's own personality and then trying to find a way to repair the gap suffers far more than physically.

It's no wonder that the mother rejected it before her life.

Several times, Jiang Han couldn't hold on to wanting to give up under this pain from the soul, but he still endured it.

"Mother's life has not been completely repaired, I can't give up!"

Jiang Han kept talking to himself, and every time he said a word, it was like gritting his teeth.

Even the three people outside the fluorescent could clearly feel how much pain Jiang Han was suffering at this moment, but they couldn't do anything.

There is no way to help Jiang Han, and there is no way to relieve Jiang Han's pain.

I can only watch like this.

Fortunately, everything Jiang Han did was worth it.

While he was suffering the pain of tearing his soul apart, the repair progress of his mother's life, which had been stagnant, was soaring.

Sixty percent ...... Seventy out of ...... Ninety percent ......

Just when Jiang Han could barely hold on and almost fainted, his mother's life was finally repaired!

Tang Xin seemed to have regained her full mobility at this moment, and she had already collapsed, and at this moment she was only hugging Jiang Han and crying silently.

"Mom, I did it."

"I got you back."

Intense pain lingered in Jiang Han's mind and all over his body, but he still laughed.

Weakness, endless weakness.

Jiang Han never thought that he would be so weak one day.

And this weakness does not come from the body, but from the soul.

He wanted to sleep, so he fell asleep like this.

The origin of life and the essence of the elixir were still constantly repairing Jiang Han's own soul, and the system had intervened before Jiang Han personally tore his own soul and began to automatically repair Jiang Han's life.

The source of life that was originally passively extracted by Jiang Han at this moment, under the action of the system, frantically poured into Jiang Han's life.

In order to save his mother, Jiang Han almost tore half of his life!

Fortunately, everything is over, and the mother's life has been repaired and will not collapse again.

Now all you need to do is put your life into your mother's body.

"Dad, open the coffin!"

The temperature of Zhenbing's coffin was extremely low, and even after nineteen years, my mother's body showed no signs of decay, as if she was asleep.

Jiang Cheng didn't hesitate at all, and lifted the lid of Zhen Bing's coffin.

The extreme chill escaped in an instant, and the temperature around it seemed to drop by dozens of degrees in an instant under this ice.

Before, the energy was introverted and had no effect, but now the energy is leaking out and the temperature plummets.

"Mom, in the future, we can always be together as a family."

Jiang Han looked up and looked at his mother who was hugging him, with a happy smile on his face.

Just like when he took a paper with a perfect score and asked his father to fulfill his promise to let him see his mother if he got a perfect score.

And now, it's all come true!

"Okay, our family will never be separated in the future!"

The mother cried, let go of Jiang Han, and then ran towards her own body in the coffin.

As long as the physical body is in harmony with the personality, it basically indicates success.

And Jiang Han also held on to his dizziness and slowly walked towards his physical body.

The moment the life and physical body merged, the dizziness in Jiang Han's mind was even better!

In an instant, the sky was spinning, Jiang Han couldn't support it, and sat directly on the ground, but fortunately, Jiang Zhiyu stayed by his side and stretched out his hand to support him.

"Jiang Han! Are you okay? ”

Facing Jiang Zhiyu's urgent question, Jiang Han just shook his head, and then turned his eyes to his mother.

The mother's life is integrated with the flesh, but there is no trace of awakening.

The life grid has been away from the body for too long, even if the body is well preserved, but it is still a corpse after all.

It needs vitality to stimulate the mother's body in order to bring it back from the dead!

Only Jiang Han can do this!

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Han pulled out the arm that was being held by Jiang Zhiyu.

Then all consciousness is focused on stimulating the gift of life.

He is at the end of his crossbow, but he still holds on and urges life with all his might!

"Rain of life, give it to me!"

Jiang Han roared angrily in his mouth, and between heaven and earth, it seemed that it really rained because of Jiang Han's voice.

The ice coffin caused the surrounding temperature to plummet, and the water vapor condensed into water droplets.

And at this moment, these water droplets contain the pure vitality from Jiang Han.

The rain fell on the mother's green dress, splashed with water vapor and disappeared.

And the mother's originally stiff body, her fingers moved lightly......

Jiang Han didn't know how long he had lasted, but he finally fainted under this intense, dizzy feeling from the depths of his soul.

He had a long dream.

He dreamed that when he came back with a perfect score for the first time, he begged his father to take him to see his mother, which he did.

His mother had come to see him.

He was so excited, and his thin body hugged his mother tightly.

The family of three was never separated again.

Every morning, he was woken up by the smell of his mother's breakfast, and every day when he came home after school, his mother would always smile and touch his head, and then ask him if he was good at school today and what he had learned.

He got into a fight with his classmates.

Only this time, not because the other party said that he didn't have a mother, but because he felt that his mother was the most beautiful in the world, and the other party didn't think so.

His mother taught him a lesson, saying that he shouldn't fight with his classmates.

But when the gym coach's father came back, he gave Jiang Han a thumbs up, and then whispered to him: "You did the right thing, your mother is the most beautiful mother in the world." ”

Later, Jiang Han grew up, went to junior high school, and then went to high school.

He studied very well, because every time he got a perfect score, his mother would gently hold his head and praise him.

Even if Jiang Han told his mother that he had grown up and should not touch his head again, then he would be very faceless.

He met Jiang Zhiyu again.

For this beautiful, well-studied girl, Jiang Han's favorite thing to do is to tug her ponytail tied high.

Then in Jiang Zhiyu's eyes, he pretended that nothing had happened.

Mom knew about it, but Mom didn't reprimand him, just said a word to him.

"If you really like her, you should be thinking about how to protect her, not bully her."

Jiang Han remembered these words in his heart, and he also woke up from the dream, but after waking up from the dream, he looked at his mother who was sitting on the edge of the bed, just like in the dream, and liked to stroke his hair to wake him up.

Jiang Han couldn't tell whether he was awake or not.