In fact, as early as three years ago, Lu Yaner discovered that Wu Heng was unusual!

As a child, there could not have been such a complex and chaotic scene in his mind!

Later, after thinking about it for a long time, he also ruled out the possibility of being born with a strong divine soul, because it was based on the fact that both parents' divine thoughts were equally strong, and Wu Heng obviously did not have such conditions.

However, today, she discovered something else unusual about Wu Heng!

With the essence blood of a spiritual realm perfection junior cultivator, he actually forcibly burst the body of a demon cultivator who was two great realms higher than him, causing him to die violently!

She had only heard that only a demon cultivator with a low realm could not withstand the explosion and die after sucking the essence blood of a monk with a higher realm than his own.

But this scene really happened! It happened right under Lu Yan'er's nose!

Lu Yan'er didn't know how to describe this fact, her heart was extremely complicated, with surprise, incomprehension, and emotion......

......

In the end, she finally shook her head and sighed softly, smiled poignantly, stroked her husband's face and called softly:

"Da Lang has accepted a good apprentice, and he may be able to achieve extraordinary results in the future, so you and I can rest assured of Rong Rong......"

......

The wind blew, rustling, and with Cao Jince's death, the mana he imprisoned on Wu Heng gradually disappeared.

Wu Heng moved, and found that he seemed to have a trace of strength, although he was still dizzy and numb in his legs and feet, at least his body could move.

He sat up slowly, gulping greedily into the fresh air, as if he were regenerating......

......

He could have thought so, for not long ago, he had clearly felt the breath of death, so close to him!

Looking at the demon who was already dead in front of him, Wu Heng did not have the pleasure of revenge in his heart, but instead felt extremely lonely and lost......

If he had a choice, he would rather none of this happen, because he couldn't accept that his loved one was far away from him, and that he was just a child, a child who needed a mother......

"Heng'er...... Heng'er ......"

The familiar call came, and Wu Heng, who was hazy with teary eyes, looked up and found that Lu Yan'er was calling him again.

It seems to be the mutual comfort of the people who are in distress together, and it seems that Lu Yan'er's identity as a mother has a trace of sustenance for Wu Heng, the deep loneliness in Wu Heng's heart seems to have been alleviated a lot, and he slowly moved his body and leaned over.

Seeing Wu Heng coming, Lu Yan'er rubbed his cheeks distressedly, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes for him, and said earnestly like a loving mother:

"Heng'er must be strong! You have to go on bravely in the future! Didn't you promise your aunt to take good care of Rongrong?"

Wu Heng nodded vigorously and did not speak......

"Good boy, my aunt called you because she wanted to say something to you, you have to listen carefully!"

Lu Yan'er finally decided that before she left, it was necessary to give her husband's only apprentice a piece of advice.

"Auntie, you say, Heng'er will listen carefully!"

Seeing Lu Yan'er's extremely cautious expression, Wu Heng's face suddenly changed.

"Heng'er must remember Auntie's words, no matter who it is in the future, you can't let him easily probe your divine thoughts, if you encounter someone from the Blood Demon Sect who is stronger than you, you must stay away!

Lu Yan'er said very slowly, very seriously, and even a little serious.

Wu Heng didn't doubt it, but when this was his aunt's teaching to him, he knelt down with difficulty, kowtowed heavily to Lu Yan'er, and said with a real weight in his mouth:

"Heng'er obeys her aunt's teachings!"

Lu Yan'er smiled with satisfaction, as if she had let go of some heavy burdens, and her whole person began to slowly relax......

She was already pregnant, she was injured in the fight, and she used up all her true yuan for the final blow, and under the extreme grief of this bereavement, her fire of life had already dimmed, if it weren't for the fear of witnessing her daughter being poisoned again, she would have gone with her husband......

......

Now that she saw that the culprit had been retributed, the little unwillingness in her heart disappeared......

......

Lu Yan'er suddenly felt a little tired and sleepy, she rubbed her husband's face, extremely gentle, and murmured affectionately:

"In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, in the earth I wish to be a branch, that is, born together, I will come and go with you......"

Gradually, after saying these words gently, Lu Yan'er slowly quieted down, she slowly lowered her head, and clinged to her husband tightly......

............

It was another dusk, the sun was setting, and the red glow of the evening was falling, reflecting down, and the pair of men and women who hugged each other tightly seemed to be draped in a layer of red light veil......

"Aunt ......"

Wu Heng burst into tears, crying and shouting, he knelt on the ground and buried his head deeply......

......

In fact, when Lu Yan'er called Wu Heng for the first time, he felt it, he felt that her life was being lost! But he didn't want to believe this fact!

It wasn't until now, when he saw with his own eyes that the aunt who treated him like a parent and child also left him, he suddenly realized that he had lost a relative again!

In one day, almost the entire village was slaughtered, and immediately afterward, his favorite mother was also killed at the hands of the wicked, and the master and aunt also left!

He had witnessed all this happening with his own eyes, and under the repeated blows, how could he, a teenager, bear it? In addition, he was sucked a large amount of essence blood by the demon, and his body was already on the verge of coma!

At this moment, the grief in his heart returned, he was no longer able to support it, and his consciousness gradually began to blur......

However, just as he was about to fall unconscious, a whistling sound of breaking the sky came from the distant sky, and an old man with a slight trembling voice roared:

"Qinghe, my apprentice, where are you?"

Wu Heng raised his head with difficulty, and vaguely saw a white-haired old man, who was stepping on a red flame flying sword and rushing towards him, followed by four monks who were also stepping on the flying sword in the distance.

However, Wu Heng was no longer able to look, and after a whirlwind, he immediately felt that his eyes were dark, and he completely lost consciousness......