If the gods were not at Mo Bai's level, Emperor Baihe's arm would not be injured at all, let alone saving it.
Who hasn’t entered a space rift in a hurry?
What is that bit of space turbulence? Tickling them is too gentle.
But it's a pity that today's gods are all at Mo Bai's level.
If Emperor Baihe is left to fend for himself, this arm will definitely not be saved.
He would have to suffer from the turbulent flow of space day and night.
Shen Ping'an raised his hand and brushed the White Crane Emperor's arm. The White Crane Emperor's wound healed naturally, and the entire arm returned to its original state.
"Emperor, try?"
Shen Pingan looked at Emperor Baihe with a smile.
Emperor White Crane tried to move, and his arms were indeed the same as before entering the space crack. However, the force of space flow that followed his wounds and entered his body was still scurrying around in his body, making his expression distorted.
"The power of space turbulence cannot be discharged by human power. For the current plan, the emperor can only use fairy power to wrap the space turbulence to temporarily alleviate it."
Shen Pingan said sincerely.
Of course she can help Emperor White Crane expel the power of space turbulence, but why?
"Thank you fairy."
Just Shen Pingan's move just now was enough for Emperor Baihe to confirm that Shen Pingan must be of high status.
Although he is an immortal who ascended later, he has figured out the heavens for a long time. A person with such strength must have a rich family behind him.
Thinking of this, Emperor Baihe couldn't help but bite his back teeth.
Why can those veteran gods step on his head!
They are just a group of worms who can grow up safely only by relying on the protection of their family!
Shen Ping'an noticed Emperor Baihe's dissatisfaction, but didn't take it to heart. He just sat back slowly.
Death Ze.
Tang Hao didn't know how long he had been in the death pool. He only knew that he had died thousands of times.
The bones were shattered, the flesh and blood was stripped away, and in the end only the soul was left floating. However, this ray of soul could not live in peace, it was constantly torn apart, and suffered tremendous pain.
The strong wind passed through his chest. Tang Hao lowered his head and could see his empty chest, with only a skeleton left there.
Are you about to die again?
Death again and again was too painful. Tang Hao would constantly recall the painful experience just by moving.
Thousands of deaths, thousands of different ways of dying.
or……
It's okay to just die like this.
Tang Hao couldn't help but think that if he died, it would be over.
You no longer need to experience such pain, and you no longer need to think about anything.
Stay here forever and fall into a complete sleep.
The strong wind eroded his bones and flesh bit by bit.
Inch by inch, it gave him the ultimate torture.
"Sleep here, sleep forever."
Tang Hao's body suddenly fell, and the wind became more violent. However, the next second, Tang Hao's eyes suddenly opened.
A terrifying light burst out from his eyes, and even Gang Feng retreated a bit.
die?
He absolutely cannot die here!
He hasn't taken revenge yet, not yet...
Have the strength to stand by her side.
As Tang Hao's eyes became brighter and brighter, the strong wind slowly retreated, and after a moment, the entire space began to distort.
Tang Hao watched the changes in the scene in front of him intently.
This is--
Tang family!
The Tang family where he grew up!
In front of Tang Hao's eyes, he was squatting on the ground and playing with mud, even younger than he is now. The woman he was familiar with was leaning on a wicker chair, rocking the rocking chair, blowing a cattail leaf fan, and humming.
The afternoon sunlight passed through the gaps in the leaves and fell slantingly on her face, like broken glass.
Tang Hao quickly realized that the scene in front of him was the same as those seven years when he was confused and stupid.
His memory of those seven years was somewhat blurry. He only remembered that he was in a miserable state at that time, and only Shen Ping'an stayed by his side.
Shen Ping'an hummed a little tune and waved the cattail leaf leaf happily to bask in the sun. When the sun gradually set, she called out to Silly Tang Hao and took Silly Tang Hao back to the house.
"Let the young master change into clean clothes and take a hot bath."
She gave the order casually, and the two obedient servants who had been taken care of by Shen Ping'an immediately obeyed obediently.
After a while, the clean and clean Silly Tang Hao was pushed out.
"What a miserable child of luck."
Shen Ping'an clicked his tongue and directed Silly Tang Hao to sit up on the bed.
Tang Hao is stupid and silly, and Shen Ping'an does whatever he says with a dull look.
When Sha Tang Hao sat down, a ray of spiritual power flashed from Shen Ping'an's fingertips and penetrated along Sha Tang Hao's forehead, repairing Sha Tang Hao's body bit by bit.
Tang Hao suddenly opened his eyes in shock.
Why doesn't he remember this time?
Those seven years have always been chaotic in his memory, and he can't remember exactly what happened.
Could it be said that Ping An always hid his strength when he was by his side?
Tang Hao clenched his fists. It was Ping An who helped him repair his damaged body back then!
Although he was stupid for those years, Tang Hao still knew what his body was like.
It is absolutely impossible to practice cultivation again.
And seven years later, he woke up and his body returned to normal. He thought it was God's blessing, but now it seems that it was Shen Ping'an's work!
And he...
Tang Hao recalled that the first thing he did when he regained his consciousness was to divorce his wife!
Ping An loved him wholeheartedly and was so kind to him, but the first thing he did when he woke up was to divorce his wife. What a beast!
He must be extremely disappointed with Ping An now, right?
Tang Hao's eyelashes trembled slightly as he watched Shen Pingan patiently heal silly Tang Hao.
Such Shen Pingan was too gentle. After divorcing his wife, Tang Hao had not seen Shen Pingan like this for a long time.
Maybe I have, but definitely not to him.
After coaxing silly Tang Hao to sleep, Shen Ping'an stopped his hand and got up to go out.
Where is she going?
Tang Hao was a little puzzled, but he still followed Shen Ping'an out.
This should be a retrospective of his memory. Tang Hao didn't know why Death Ze did this, but since he saw it, it didn't matter if he just watched.
He was a little curious. Besides taking care of himself, what else did Shen Ping'an do in those seven years?
Soon, Shen Pingan arrived at the management office. Shen Pingan, who looked gentle just now, now looked cold and stern.
"Why is there less charcoal in the Hayate Institute today?"
Her voice was equally condensed.
Tang Hao remembered that the manager was a very old man in his Qi refining stage, with no talent, and he was quite bullying and shy of the strong.
In the Tang family, there are many such servants who are only in the Qi refining period.
Tang Hao had never looked at them directly.
When the steward saw Shen Pingan, he suddenly had a headache.
Why is this ancestor here again!
