Murong Hening was a little dazed.

She really didn't expect that so many years had passed in the blink of an eye.

How are she and his kids?

The most noble woman in Kyushu asked about Zhao Hongqing.

For a moment, Zhao Changqing was speechless.

Don't know how to answer.

In fact, he had already thought about releasing him from the ice sheet, but he didn't know how to face it.

After all, their child has passed away.

Seeing that his expression was somewhat finished, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak, He Ning felt some pain in his heart.

She took a deep breath and asked cautiously: "Did Qing'er... encounter any accident?"

Hearing this, Zhao Changqing nodded dully, not knowing how to answer.

Murong Hening immediately became stunned.

This news hit her hard.

If one's own child encounters something unexpected, it is even very likely that someone with white hair will give birth to someone with black hair. Who can resist this?

"How is he now? Is he still alive?"

It was only after she mustered up the courage to ask this question.

Zhao Changqing held her hand, not daring to look at her, and whispered: "Ning'er..."

No matter what, he did not dare to tell the news that Zhao Hongqing was not alive.

I'm afraid she won't be able to withstand this blow.

However, what can be hidden between husband and wife?

"Let me go see Qing'er?"

She had anticipated the worst outcome.

Nearly five hundred years have passed, and many things have changed.

When I woke up, it felt like a lifetime ago.

"Qing'er... is right next door. My body has been frozen. Let's see if we can find hope of resurrection in the future."

Zhao Changqing hesitated again and again before saying these words.

Murong Hening staggered and almost fell.

My own child is gone in the end.

"How could it be? How could this happen? Our child, with your blood in his body, is like a dragon or a phoenix among men, and with your care, how could he no longer be in this world?" Murong Hening murmured.

She was really shocked.

With the support of Zhao Changqing, she saw Zhao Hongqing lying in the ice coffin.

His body looked very thin and his face looked dead, as if he had suffered a lot before his death.

"Who did it?"

Murong Hening did not cry. After being silent for a while, she asked Zhao Changqing her first question.

"During the human-monster war, I fought to the death with the opponent's demon king. The foundation of the avenue was damaged, and the root of the disease fell. No medicine or stone could cure it. I searched all over the world, and finally found a few magic medicines that could extend life, and asked Qing'er to take them, but there was still no way to save her.

." He sighed.

Murong Hening looked at him coldly and asked: "Is that demon king dead?"

Zhao Changqing said truthfully: "After the war ended, the demon king died, and our child was seriously injured."

"Where were you?"

"I...."

Zhao Changqing didn't know how to answer this question.

As a father, he really failed and felt ashamed.

However, his descendants are following his example.

"Our children are fighting bloody battles. As a father, don't you care?"

Murong Hening wanted to accuse him severely.

But when the words came to my lips, I could never say them out.

Zhao Changqing's lips moved slightly, but remained silent.

He felt guilty about this matter.

The child is already gone, no matter what you say, it's just an excuse.

Murong Hening walked out of the imperial mausoleum.

Zhao Changqing has been following behind silently.

When Jianyi and the others saw Murong Hening's figure, they all knelt down on one knee, cupped their fists and said, "Mistress."

She ignored them because she was really not in the mood.

"Where is the Demon Realm?" she asked him.

"Beyond Kyushu." He replied.

She nodded.

Then, he flew in the air and ran towards Yunzhou.

Zhao Yuan had already issued an imperial edict that monks were not allowed to fly in Luoyang City.

However, today, I saw someone flying in the sky...

Oh no!

It's a group of people.

Zhao Changqing and the Six Swordsmen of Jiange followed closely.

At this moment, Zhao Yuan, who was in the Xuanzheng Palace, suddenly walked out of the palace door, saw eight rays of rainbow in the distance, and murmured: "Could it be that Grandma Huang has appeared? This aura is definitely that of Grandma Huang, that's right!"

He ordered the three factory guards to pay attention to their movements.

He wanted to follow them.

However, he must stay in Luoyang.

In about an hour, Murong Hening wasted all the spiritual power in his body, and he had just arrived near Yunzhou.

She almost fell to the ground.

Zhao Changqing quickly stepped forward to help.

But she refused.

At this moment, Zhao Changqing seemed to see again the stubborn girl who was not good at words, fought against the masters of Emperor Wu City, and had to save herself even if she was seriously injured.

It turned out that it was not her personality that had changed during those years, but that she had been hiding her personality for herself.

"Ning'er..."

Zhao Changqing stopped her.

"What's the matter?" He Ning felt endless anger in her heart at this moment.

"Go back. That revenge has been avenged. The current demon race has been completely crushed by our human race and will never be the same again." Zhao Changqing wanted to persuade her.

However, Murong Hening refused, "I only know that my child was killed by the demon clan. I just want to kill more demons for my child."

At this moment, Zhao Changge also came to her side and advised: "Sister, go back. You have just appeared and your strength is unstable. Even if you go forward boldly, how many demon masters can you kill?"

At this time, Zhao Changqing echoed: "I will send some people to kill a few big monsters and bring their heads to you, okay?"

"Mother, you haven't become a heavenly being yet. When you become a master of heavenly beings, it won't be too late to kill a few big demons."

Everyone is advising.

Murong Hening frowned tightly and looked into the distance. He was unwilling to give up.

"Our grandson, Zhao Yuan, has grown up and is currently the emperor of our Wei Dynasty. He is in Luoyang, waiting for our family reunion."

Zhao Changqing was afraid that he would not be able to persuade her, so he could only play the emotional card. "Over the years, he has asked me from time to time when he will release you. He said that he misses his grandma."

At this time, Murong Hening finally couldn't hold it back and burst into tears.

Jianyi and the others consciously left this place.

Zhao Changge went up, patted her back gently, and said comfortingly: "Changqing and I have gained a lot over the years, and I believe that there will definitely be a way to bring the deceased back to the world in the future, so there is no need to rush.

What's more, Chang Qing is still in Shiwan Mountain and accidentally obtained ancient artifacts such as the Conferred God List. In the future, Qing'er will definitely reappear."

"Ning'er..."

Zhao Changqing also shed tears, "Come home with me..."

Murong Hening cried louder.

Zhao Changqing came to her, squatted down, touched her head, and said: "Qing'er's biggest regret in this life is that I couldn't see you when I passed away. Now that you have walked out of the ice,

You should spend more time with him.
Chapter completed!