When Zhan Su saw Han Bao, he happily walked forward and gave Han Bao a high five. "Han Bao, welcome back."

Han Bao and Su Su hugged each other, and then Han Bao turned his attention to Jun Tianze. Unfortunately, Jun Tianze had become transparent, and there was only a faint light shining there.

Han Bao said with tears in his eyes: "Jun Tianze, thank you for giving me freedom. It's a pity that you can't be with us because we have three souls."

Zheng Ling woke up leisurely, and when she saw Han Bao and Su Su standing side by side, her mind suddenly came to her senses.

"Where is Jun Tianze?" she asked anxiously.

Zhan Hanjue clicked his chin on the transparent light that seemed to be invisible. "He is there."

When Zheng Ling saw Jun Tianze gradually disappearing, her spirit collapsed. She roared: "Tianze."

Zhan Hanjue hugged her tightly: "Zheng Ling, let him go. He is not an ordinary person. He has inherited Wuji's immortal roots in his body, and he is destined not to belong here."

At this time, Han Bao ran over and hugged Zheng Ling tightly. "Mommy, don't be sad, you still have me and Susu."

Zheng Ling cried with joy when she saw the lost Hanbao.

Maybe life is like this and cannot be perfect. Zheng Ling accepted this shortcoming after feeling sad.

However, when Prajna saw that Zheng Ling was safe and sound, and that Han Bao could come back safely, her eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Yan Zhengling, why does God prefer you so much? I am about to destroy you so that you will never appear in front of Lord Zhan again. But for you, Jun Tianze would rather choose self-destruction than save you. Why do they all

Love you so much? Why?"

When Zheng Ling saw Prajna, she said to Prajna with grief and anger: "Prajna, I remembered it. I remember the stories of each of my lives. I know who you are. All my disasters are caused by you."

She walked up to Prajna angrily and said, "In the first life, Wuji and I could have lived a carefree life in Wuji Valley for the rest of our lives. But you looked at Wuji with a single look. For this reason, you mutilated my immortal roots.

It prevents me from cultivating God and coexisting with Wuji."

Her face became sad: "You made me fall into reincarnation and enjoy the suffering of reincarnation. This is also the reason why my soul cannot return to heaven after death."

Prajna was extremely angry and laughed back: "Haha, you took away my man, what's the point of suffering a little? Your soul doesn't deserve to die."

"Prajna." Zhan Ye angrily condemned Prajna: "If your marriage between me and I fails, don't take your anger out on Zheng Ling. In fact, this marriage between Zheng Ling and I was made by me begging the Buddha. It has nothing to do with Zheng Ling."

Prajna looked at him in disbelief: "How could Lord Buddha agree to you?"

Zhan Hanjue said: "I have given up my divine roots, and I am willing to exchange for the farewell of life and death, the separation of my wife and children in every life. Prajna, Zheng Ling and I have suffered enough. If we have experienced so much suffering, why are we still alive?"

There is no separation, that is, we love each other deeply and trust each other. Only then can we turn danger into good."

Prajna shed tears: "Master Zhan, what if I don't want to see you show affection to her?"

Zhan Hanjue said cruelly: "Then you go and die."

Prajna looked at him in shock: "You...don't look like Wuji at all."

Zhan Hanjue said with a cold face: "I can't protect my wife and children, and I'm not worthy of cultivating the divine way."

Prajna's face turned pale.
Chapter completed!