As you can see these days, my realm has almost caught up with mine.

Soon the two of them arrived at the blind mother-in-law's house, and they disappeared in mid-air.

The house was well repaired.

Nezha stretched out his hand, and there was golden light on his fingers.

Yang Jian grabbed his hand and said, "Don't do anything stupid!"

"I want to help her eyes recover, why is this stupid?" Nezha asked in confusion.

"Come out and say it!"

Yang Jian took Nezha back to the place where they camped.

"Nezha wants to help the old woman heal her eyes with magic."

Huo Ling'er glanced at him, and for the first time she said in a gentle tone, "Thanks to Yang Jian for stopping you."

"Why is this?" Nezha looked at them puzzled.

"I'm afraid that I did something similar to you. I helped a man grow an arm, and his son almost died." Huo Ling'er is still a little scared when talking about it now.

"Cause and effect?" Nezha asked.

Huo Ling'er nodded.

Nezha sighed, "My killing of the Third Prince Long was the cause! My death was the result!

Then what will be the result of me killing Biyun?"

"Who knows?" Huo Ling'er said.

Nezha looked at Zhang Yange, who put down the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills.

"If Biyun survives, a life for a life!
Chapter completed!