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Chapter 1825: Why cling to the past

"It can't be cured..." Zhao Tianqin waved his hand and pushed back all the healing power Tianling had given her. She yawned and said, "Brother, please send us up. I'm sleepy."

"It's really different to be born with extraordinary talents. With such a low cultivation level, you can still block your brother's energy. No matter how much the total quantity is, it can't resist the quality. Alas..., don't resist, I will take you up." Tian Ling shook his head, countless

The seven-colored power surged out of his hand and swept the six people and himself away.

As time passed, a group of people returned to the garden at No. 17 Tianbao Road.

"Sister, you have to fill this hole you dug yourself. Brother can't do that..." Tian Ling pointed at the deep hole and said.

Zhao Tianqin raised his hand and waved. After a few seconds, the pit disappeared and the garden returned to its original appearance.

"Is this an illusion?" Huang Zezhong couldn't help but frown. It was incredible that they had fallen for so long and returned directly to the ground.

"Sister, your man's mind is a bit stupid... Ouch... it hurts..." Before the word "silly" could be heard, Tian Ling jumped away instantly, holding up his red hands and blowing.

"Shut up!" Zhao Tianqin waved his little hand, and the white flames on his hand continued to increase. The terrible heat caused the six people to instantly retreat away from Zhao Tianqin.

"Brother can pass through this kind of flame in the center of the earth, but he is still afraid of getting hurt..." Zhao Tianqin put down his hand, and the flame disappeared.

"Sister, you don't have to be invincible in heaven and earth if you reach the God Lord. There are so many things in this world that are beyond what we have heard and seen. Brother can isolate the extremely hot sky fire but cannot isolate your hand. Can you put the flame directly on my brother's hand without pain?



You should call me cousin, alas... No one can match my cousin's face. I have tried it again and again... Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Tianling teased while mobilizing the healing energy to treat his injured hand. The back of his hand

The skin on the skin regains its whiteness at a visible speed.

"Tian Ling, my parents only gave birth to me..." Zhao Tianqin tilted his head and stared into Tian Ling's eyes, which were full of threats.

"Brother knows, but in essence I am indeed your brother, the biological child of our parents. Even in terms of blood. If you don't believe me, we can do an appraisal." Tianling took out a small basket of fruits from the space equipment in his hand.

Putting it on Zhao Tianqin's hand, he was not angry because she taught him a lesson.

"Thank you, brother." Zhao Tianqin put the basket of fruits directly into the bracelet and felt much better instantly.

"Well, it's almost dawn, don't you guys take a nap?" Zhao Tianqin turned his wheelchair and drove towards the French door leading to the backyard.

"But... let's sleep somewhere else. There is a five-star hotel in front of us..." Tian Ling quickly persuaded and winked at the others.

"Brother also came to see me that time..." Zhao Tianqin asked coolly. She turned her head and stared at the six of them, her eyes calm and peaceful.

Tian Ling nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, brother thinks that you have become an ordinary person, worse than the worst state you have ever been in. You can't see me at all. It's impossible not to be surprised to see our similar looks. But then

You will no longer transmit your strength, energy and vitality to me, so I often come to see you. After all, the closer I am to you, I will draw away all the strength and energy you have absorbed through practice. Without these, I will draw you away.

vitality..."

Tian Ling calmed down and said hoarsely, "You are obviously only a teenager, not yet a minor, but you are getting older day by day, with a yellowed and old face full of wrinkles, snow-white hair, and wrinkled skin. Brother, I can only stay away from you,

The farther away you are, the less you absorb, and you will slowly recover. Every time you get closer, you will find that it is robbing you of more power and energy.

My brother has committed suicide several times, but he can't die. No matter how far away you are, as long as you are about to die, your strength, energy and vitality will be extracted to heal your brother. Alas... my brother can only try his best to live and practice hard... so he can be close to you.

How lucky and blessed I am to look at you and no longer absorb your strength, energy and vitality."

Tian Ling took a step forward and pushed Huang Zezhong away, pushing the wheelchair into the room, "You are confused because of your brother and Jiu Ze's main spirit. After all, the auras between the three of us are very similar. A long time ago, you once

You can't see things, and when you can't see us, you misunderstand that Jiu Ze is your brother, and your brother is Jiu Ze. So in the past life, you thought your brother was Jiu Ze, and that's why you hated Jiu Ze so much. If your brother didn't come close to you in that life, you wouldn't

Will you live happily with him?"

"Brother, why should I cling to the past? Even if I know a lot of things, I still can't remember more of the past, so don't mention these things to me." Zhao Tianqin shook his head, his expression still unchanged.

"Okay, brother, don't tell me." Tian Ling smiled and did not continue the topic. He said to the couple Lin Zhengyang, Yang Luxi and Zhao Guobang and Zheng Meizhi, "You can find your own room and sleep for a while. I will send my sister upstairs."

The next second, Tian Ling and Zhao Tianqin in the wheelchair came to the master bedroom on the second floor. Two seconds later, Huang Zezhong also ran upstairs quickly, "You sleep, I... just want to take a look at the room..."

The house and interiors were exactly the same as in his dream. Sure enough, his dream was a real memory, and he was to blame for what they had become. The regret and guilt in his heart were so heavy that he felt like he couldn't breathe.

"Whatever," Zhao Tianqin replied, letting Tianling push her into the master bedroom, and looked peacefully at her parents who followed Huang Zezhong upstairs.

"Mom, I have to go to the bathroom." Zhao Tianqin didn't care about the furnishings and items in the master bedroom at all, his expression remained calm.

After Yang Luxi pushed Zhao Tianqin into the bathroom, she couldn't help but ask, "Nanny, don't you feel sad and can't stand it?"

"Then cry? Didn't I shed enough tears in that life? Tears are the most useless. I have never been a weak person." Zhao Tianqin stood up with all his strength, holding on to the toilet, and pulled off his pants to solve his physical problem.

"Mom, help you..." Yang Luxi, who was stunned for a few seconds, quickly supported Zhao Tianqin, who was sweating.

"Mom, I can stand up..." Zhao Tianqin said meaningfully, his eyes full of determination.

"Well, mom knows." After Zhao Tianqin had solved her physical problem, Yang Luxi still gently lifted her up, straightened her pants and put her into the wheelchair.

"In so many lives, my mother has really taken care of you very rarely. She was always separated or separated by life and death for various reasons. Mom feels very sad. If you can leave us, it is better to leave here and return to the Zhongzhou Star Territory.

Our family is reunited and will never be separated again..."

As Yang Luxi said this, she felt sad. Although she had passed away in so many lives and had never seen her daughter pass away, she still felt painful when Zhao Guobang and Zheng Meizhi mentioned their previous lives. Was her child cursed?

?Why do we have to go through all kinds of terrible things? Why can't things be as smooth and smooth as the couple...

"Mom, the outside world is not safe, and I don't have the ability to take you out. Neither can my brother. The supply relationship between my brother and me has been severed. He will die." Zhao Tianqin shook his head, looking a little confused.

"Well" Yang Luxi opened the bathroom door and pushed Zhao Tianqin out of the bathroom. Looking around the master bedroom, which was less than 100 square meters, the floor was covered with thick short-pile carpet and the walls were covered with thick anti-collision soft bags. He felt disgust for Huang Zezhong in his heart.

The feeling is missing a little bit.

"Do you want to take a shower before going to bed?" Yang Luxi couldn't help but ask.

"Don't wash, I'm sleepy... Go to bed first." Zhao Tianqin yawned, feeling more and more sleepy.

"Can you sleep without washing?" Huang Zezhong couldn't help but accepted the words. He still didn't understand why Zhao Tianqin was always so sleepy and fell asleep quickly, but he didn't get an answer when he asked.

"I'm happy to be dirty, smelly, and slovenly, but I won't share the same bed with you and have you take care of it..." Zhao Tianqin leaned against Yang Luxi and let her carry him to the exquisite and beautiful mahogany carved bed. He looked at Huang Zezhong.

He rolled his eyes, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Yang Luxi pulled the quilt at the end of the bed to cover Zhao Tianqin. She said to a group of people visiting the room, "You guys go out, and I will wipe my body. This child has severe mysophobia. He will have to wash it when he wakes up."

"My sister's body is different from ours. Does it make any difference whether it is clean or not?... The daughter's family is rich and the son is poor... Sigh... I have no one to care about..." Tian Ling couldn't help but tease.

He shook his head and walked out of the master bedroom and walked into the room with blue wallpaper.

Lying on the bed and closing his eyes, Tian Ling's lips curved into a bright and comfortable smile, "It feels so comfortable to be close to my sister...".

Huang Zezhong walked out of the master bedroom and walked into the next room. The room with pink wallpaper made him feel very familiar.

This is his daughter Yingying's room. It is exactly the same as in his dream. It is clearly the decoration of Zhao Tianqin five years after his death. It is slightly different from the house in his space equipment, but not much.


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