The huge rock pressing on Han Bing Yu's heart and the humiliation and unwillingness she had endured over the past few years finally disappeared after Luo Liji's cultivation was dissipated.

The magic array in the ice room was still running, and Ze Yuhui and Han Libing, who were in it, were still in a deep sleep. With Mr. Zhou's repeated reminders, Han Bingyu did not intervene forcibly. After carefully observing the situation in the ice room, his eyes remained on the person and insect on the top.

Soon, Han Bingyu's attention was deeply attracted by the floating light gradually restrained "The Remnant Dream Picture". She stared blankly, not knowing what she was thinking, but she lost her mind for a moment.

Under the influence of the magic circle, "The Remnant Dreams" exudes the supreme morality that countless people who practice immortals and practice Taoism desire. During the fight with Luo Liji, Han Bingyu had already consumed too much of her mind. Faced with such temptation, she finally couldn't resist her inner desire. Soon, her originally clear eyes were slowly covered by eager desires. She seemed to see the immortality she longed for was waving to her.

She began to float uncontrollably towards the direction of "The Remnant Dreams". Just as her hands were about to touch, a loud shout suddenly rang in her ears.

"Stop it!"

Old Zhou stood at the door of the ice room, holding Kunpeng, who was covered in blood and was in a coma, and shouted in panic.

Han Bingyu turned her head and looked at Mr. Zhou in a daze. The confusion in her eyes did not decrease. She ignored Mr. Zhou's drink and still grabbed "The Remnant Dream Picture".

"Han Bingyu, stop! Do you want to kill them both?" Seeing that there was no effect, Mr. Zhou quickly put Kunpeng on the ground lightly, stepped forward and dragged her away.

Seeing that others repeatedly ruined their good deeds, Han Bingyu didn't feel a little angry, so she turned around and punched Mr. Zhou in the face.

"Ouch!" The unprepared Mr. Zhou covered his nose and cried in pain. The blood quickly dyed his face red.

"Stop hitting, stop!" Mr. Zhou fully developed the spirit of resolutely not attacking the "kind woman". While holding his head, he silently endured Han Bingyu's punches and kicks, he wailed bitterly. However, his words did not awaken the crazy Han Bingyu at all.

"Look! Ze Yuhui is awake!" After suffering a critical hit in his head, Old Zhou's sudden inspiration suddenly appeared and pointed to Ze Yuhui's direction in the void and shouted loudly.

"What! Yuhui woke up!" Some kind of magical power instantly awakened the ice jade from mania.

"Huh? When did you come in? Why did you lie on the ground? Why did you have a bruised nose and a swollen face?" Han Bingyu looked at Mr. Zhou who was lying on the ground and wailed, and asked three questions in a tone full of doubt.

Mr. Zhou was spitting out several mouthfuls of blood by Han Bingyu's innocent and confused expression and humanistic tone: Who did I mess with whom! He was so mute who ate coptis and could not speak.

"Ahem... It's okay, I accidentally fell down just now when I walked! Ahem..." Mr. Zhou wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth and responded as if nothing had happened.

"I just heard someone say that Yuhui is awake. Have you heard it?" Han Bingyu asked.

"I didn't hear it! You might be dreaming, right?" Mr. Zhou responded cautiously.

"It should be, I just dreamed of beating someone!"

"Ahem...then your dream is quite real!"

"How is Kunpeng?" Han Bingyu found Kunpeng lying flat on the ground and asked with some concern.

"The injury is very serious, you have to help him." Old Zhou said with a serious expression and begging.

"Well, let me recover first. I will treat it together with the sword wounds on your body." Han Bingyu replied.

"Thank you so much! The magic circle will take some time to stop running. I will protect you, so you can restore your strength first." Old Zhou said.

Han Bingyu looked at the two figures at the top of the ice chamber deeply, then sat down cross-legged and began to calm down and recover.

After a long time passed quietly, the magic circle finally stopped operating.

"The Remaining Dream Picture" completely lost its luster, returned to its original dilapidated appearance, and slowly fell onto the ice platform.

At the same time, Ze Yuhui and Ice Jade Silkworm on the top of the ice chamber also landed, but they were still asleep, and the changes in the outside world did not interfere with them at all.

"Do I want to wake them up?" Han Bingyu was the first to feel the changes in the ice room and directly stopped treating the Huayu Sword Sword wounds that Mr. Zhou suffered.

"Don't wake up the sleeping person casually." Mr. Zhou reminded.

Han Bingyu had already arrived at the ice platform impatiently. She looked at the person and insect on it gently: one was a child who had been suffering for a long time, and the other was a love man whom she had been thinking about.

"They won't be in trouble, are they?" Han Bingyu couldn't help asking.

"Looking at their current state, they don't look like something wrong," Mr. Zhou explained.

"But, why did my child become like this?" Han Bingyu asked with some concern when she saw that her child's originally crystal clear body was filled with blood.

Mr. Zhou observed carefully for a long time, thought for a moment, and said, "There is a blood contract between them."

"Blood Contract!" Han Bingyu said in shock.

"Yes, such a contract can only be established between a human and a ferocious beast. The condition for establishment is that the blood between the two is replaced until the balance is reached. However, the blood contract is not an equal contract. Once the blood contract is established, it cannot be lifted. The ferocious beast will become a vassal of human beings and be controlled and commanded by it. So..." Mr. Zhou said with a meaningful look at Han Bingyu.

Han Bingyu frowned and pondered for a moment, then she felt relieved, and even a hint of pride appeared on the corner of her mouth: Although the establishment of the Blood Constitution would make her lose her child, isn’t this just giving herself the opportunity to approach Ze Yuhui and watch him grow up?

Mr. Zhou was confused by Han Bingyu's expression change: his children were abducted away, shouldn't they be angry? Why are they still smirking? It turns out that they are not their biological children!

"Aren't you angry?" Mr. Zhou asked tentatively.

"I'm not too happy yet? Why should I be angry?" Han Bingyu said excitedly.

Han Bingyu's story made Mr. Zhou truly understand what it is: without comparison, there is no innocent harm. He didn't get it even if he tried his best, but he was easily obtained by Yu Hui, the kid.

"It seems that the two of them will not be awake for a while," said Mr. Zhou.

"We were fighting hard outside, but he was fine, and he was sleeping here." Han Bingyu said dissatisfiedly, but his tone was full of love.

As an elderly widow, Mr. Zhou had eaten enough dog food and couldn't swallow it, so he said, "How about this, I will take Ze Yuhui away from here first. You can clean up the Ice Palace first, and then stabilize Kunpeng's injury. I think his injury is quite serious." After Mr. Zhou finished speaking, he looked at Kunpeng with some concern.

When Han Bingyu heard this, she felt reluctant to look at Ze Yuhui who was asleep.

"Ahem... If the two loves for a long time, how can they stay day and night?" Seeing this, Mr. Zhou looked up at the window and said as if nothing had happened.

"Okay, then after I stabilize Kunpeng's injury, I will go to the town of Shiyuan to find you." Han Bingyu said.

"Then Kunpeng will be a blessing for you." After saying this, Mr. Zhou no longer hesitated and came to the ice platform. He carefully took the sleeping Ze Yuhui into his arms, and then put the "Cancel Dream Picture" beside him into his arms, turned around and walked outdoors.

"This ancient picture originally belonged to Ze Yuhui." When Mr. Zhou walked to the door, he suddenly stopped and said.

"Take care for him for me." Han Bingyu didn't ask too much, but just reminded him reluctantly.

Mr. Zhou nodded slightly and soon appeared outside the ice palace. His body kept flashing on the tall snow peak of the endless bitter cold leader, and soon disappeared without a trace.

The story is far from over and the update continues.

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