In reality, Su Muqing's pretty face was already full of tears, at this time, she was the same as He Qiao before, she had the memories of two lives, and she had a terrifying meaning.

Scenes came to mind.

At this moment, Su Muqing thought a lot.

She thought of the day she almost killed He Qiao, He Qiao's calm face, and thought of that day He Qiao chuckled and said, "I like her, love at first sight." Thinking of He Qiao being pierced through her chest by Su Muxue in order to save her, she thought of He Qiao and Su Shangyun fighting to the death.

Thinking of the sentence he muttered when he was confused, "You can't kill her, she is a disciple of Su Shangwu." ”

The memories of her past life and this life are blended with each other, and every time the picture flashes, the thoughts in her heart are deeper.

Holding He Qiao's body tightly in her arms, she couldn't wait to rub He Qiao into her body at this time.

That's the longing of one lifetime, even if she has the memory of two lives, even if she is the iron-clad General Qingfeng, she can't bear the pain of missing these two lives.

At this time, she burst into tears.

However, she was destined not to have the opportunity to talk to He Qiao.

She knew that this intention did not belong to her, this was He Qiao's "intention", and it was also the secret of his immortality.

Only by re-subsuming this "will" into Heqiao's body can he be sober and recover.

And if she wants to return He Qiao's will, it means that she has to give up this terrifying power, give up the memories of her past life, and give up her love for He Qiao.

But she didn't have a choice.

On Su Muqing's body, a little fluorescence appeared, and then converged into a stream, slowly flowing into He Qiao's body.

With the withdrawal of meaning, Su Muqing's memory is also disappearing little by little.

's love for He Qiao was also withdrawn little by little, at this time, her heart was like a knife, and that feeling was indescribable.

"Brother... Brother..."It seemed to be a low call, and it seemed that it was only a slight opening of the red lips, and there was no sound.

At this moment, it seems that time and space are slowly solidifying.

When Su Muqing's words fell, He Qiao also slowly opened his eyes.

Of course, he was not woken up by Su Muqing's soft call, the reason why he woke up was because his intention was regrouped into his body.

Therefore, he was destined to not be able to hear Su Muqing's soft call.

Just like the legendary flower born on the bank of the Lechuan River, it blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years, the flowers bloom and bloom, and the flowers and leaves never meet.

"Qing'er..."The memory returned, and life was revived, He Qiao muttered softly, and reached out to hug the girl in his arms.

It's a pity that the girl at this time is no longer the Qing'er in her previous life, she has no memory of her previous life, and she doesn't love He Qiao in this life, at least, she doesn't love it now.

Therefore, when He Qiao hugged her tightly, her body trembled slightly, and she subconsciously pushed He Qiao away.

He Qiao didn't know that his "Qing'er" had appeared just now, and he hugged Su Muqing just now, just a subconscious action.

Therefore, when he was pushed away by Su Muqing, he immediately reacted, Su Muqing at this time was not his Qing'er, he said with some embarrassment: "Ahem, misunderstanding, I didn't mean it." ”

He was afraid that Su Muqing would think that he was belittling her, and then treat him as a flower thief.

This scene made Su Muqing feel a little embarrassed.

At this time, although she didn't know whether she loved He Qiao or not, she would never hate it, and even had a considerable affection for He Qiao.

After all, He Qiao himself has a slender figure and a handsome face, and he can be regarded as a rare beautiful man, especially his indifferent and elegant temperament, which is particularly charming.

Coupled with his unimaginably strong strength, as well as his determination to fight for his life, Su Muqing is only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl after all, how can she not fall in love?

Although He Qiao is now covered in blood, his face is pale, and his body is full of cracked wounds, these can be recovered.

What beauty doesn't love heroes?

This is not reality, let alone the so-called "material", beauty likes heroes, not only because of what he has done or what he has, but mainly because he is good enough and attractive enough, nothing more.

What's more, this hero is still devoted to her and is willing to fight for everything.

"That, He Qiao, are you okay with the injuries on your body?" Su Muqing asked in a low voice, for the current He Qiao, she still has a trace of awe, this is the awe of the weak for the strong, because she is not familiar enough with He Qiao now.

"I'm fine. He Qiao subconsciously said, he hadn't realized how terrifying the injuries on his body were.

However, even if he realized it, he wouldn't care too much, intentionally, he could easily extract the Heaven and Earth Source Qi to repair his injuries, as long as he didn't die, or was directly annihilated by his soul, his injuries could recover quickly.

Of course, this injury only refers to some simple external injuries, many times, the wounds directly caused by the monk's injuries are not the most terrifying, the most terrifying are those remaining in the body of heaven and earth source qi, poison, blood characteristics and so on.

Those are the really hard stuff to deal with.

Fortunately, although the injuries on He Qiao's body were terrifying, they were not difficult to recover, because the injuries on his body were all shocked during the hard-to-go battle with Su Shangyun.

"But, I feel, you seem to be badly wounded. Su Muqing reminded again in a low voice.

Hearing Su Muqing's reminder, He Qiao subconsciously touched his cheek. His brow furrowed, and the cracks could be clearly noticed.

He looked down at his bare skin again, where there were also cracked turtle stripes.

With a sweep of his soul, he had already checked his injuries,

At this time, the source qi of heaven and earth in his body was completely depleted, his internal organs were severely damaged, his skin and flesh were completely cracked, and these injuries were absolutely fatal for a mortal.

But for a monk, it's no longer so deadly.

And for He Qiao, who has intentions, these can only be regarded as pediatrics.

Without any movement, the surrounding heaven and earth source qi suddenly became violently agitated, and then frantically surged towards He Qiao's body.

At this time, He Qiao was like a bottomless whirlpool, frantically devouring the source qi of heaven and earth, and the speed at which he absorbed the source qi of heaven and earth could only be described by two words: horror.

At least, even those great cultivators of the Xuan Realm could absorb the source qi of heaven and earth at less than one-tenth of He Qiao's.

The Heaven and Earth Source Qi frantically poured into the body, and then it was easily refined and mobilized, quickly repairing the injuries in the body.

In Su Muqing's surprised and amazed eyes, He Qiao's body began to recover rapidly, and in only half an hour before and after, He Qiao had completely recovered, and there was no trace of any injuries.

"It's amazing. Su Muqing let out an exclamation in a daze, and then asked with some apprehension: "That, He Qiao, do you have a way to make Daddy and them wake up too." She hadn't forgotten that Su Luofeng, Su Luyang and the others were still in a coma.

He Qiao smiled and nodded, didn't say anything, and with a wave of his big hand, a terrifying intent swept through the field.

As the meaning swept by, the people of the Su family woke up one after another, and they looked at each other, all a little dazed, not knowing what was going on.

In the end, it was Su Luofeng who reacted first, he looked at He Qiao, and asked respectfully: "Before... He Gongzi, are you okay?"

He originally wanted to call He Qiao a senior, but when the words came to his mouth, he remembered that He Qiao seemed to be likely to become his son-in-law, so he changed his name to He Gongzi, but he still subconsciously used "you", which was out of awe.

"I'm fine, Su Shangyun has already left, your Su family should be safe. Facing Su Luofeng, He Qiao was also very respectful. Then he saw that Su Luofeng's face was a little tangled, and continued: "I won't leave for the time being, I will live in the Su family for a few days and help you solve the affairs of the City Lord's Mansion." ”

Hearing He Qiao's words, Su Luofeng was also secretly relieved, he didn't ask who Su Shangyun was, he could still guess these things.

"Xiaoxue she..." Speaking of this, Su Luofeng's voice paused, he didn't know how to ask He Qiao, he was a little afraid to ask, he was afraid that Su Muxue was dead.

"The eldest lady was taken away by Su Shangyun, but she should be fine, Su Shangyun seems to value him very much, maybe this is still her chance. After a little thought, He Qiao gave his guess.

"That's good, that's good. At this time, Su Luofeng was truly relieved, and this result was already a very good result for him and the Su family.

Although, some of their Su family also died, and even the third master of the Huihai Realm died, but compared to being slaughtered, this is not an unacceptable thing.

Everything that follows is logical.

The people of the Su family came back and began to repair the houses and walls damaged by the battle, and He Qiao, as the savior of the Su family, was naturally worshiped as a big Buddha.

In the evening, He Qiao lay on the roof, quietly watching the sunset.

He was thinking about Su Shangyun.

Su Shangyun, a very terrifying person, only by fighting Su Shangyun can he truly realize his horror, and the power of his bloodline must definitely exceed the limit of the Xuan Realm.

This is still because he needs to deliberately suppress his strength, if he bursts out with all his strength, He Qiao can't imagine what kind of level it is.

"Speaking of which, why was his strength suppressed, and who were the last few people to appear, why had he never heard of it in his previous life?" He Qiao frowned secretly.

"Could it be that he is not from this world? Is there another world?" At this moment, He Qiao was full of doubts about this world that had lived for two lifetimes.

Although he was "dead" just now, his intention was still there, and he clearly saw every scene, so now that his intention was back in his body, that scene naturally appeared in his memory.