"Niang......"

Yi Qingxue is happy and weeps. Even though he is the martial arts giant of the four ghosts and gods, he is still like a child in front of his close relatives.

"clear snow!"

there are tears in Shen Ruolan's eyes. When he opens his mouth and breathes, there are whirlpools in his orifices. Unexpectedly, he reintegrates all the nirvana fire into his body. His breath converges, his face shows a gentle smile, his arms open, and Yi Qingxue swoops into his mother's arms.

at this moment, Yi Yu suddenly had a feeling of being separated from the rest of the world. All the scenes in the past reappeared...