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Yan Zhen immediately stepped forward, hugged her, shook his head and said, "Why are you afraid? You are my mother, and it's too late for me to love you."

The ferocious and domineering red lioness has glittering eyes.

Yan Zhen raised his hand, wiped away tears for Yan's mother, and said with a smile: "Besides, Mom, you are so handsome! I am afraid that there are few people in the world like me, who have noble lion blood, and your hair is so beautiful! I will turn around Transformation, can you be as domineering and beautiful as you?"

Her words made Yan's mother completely let go of her anxiety.

Yan's mother rubbed her head against her palm, and said with a smile, "As expected of my daughter, if you can think like this, Mom and Dad will be relieved."

After finishing speaking, she flicked her claws, stretched out her sharp claws, and pressed them down on her chest.

Yan Zhen was startled, and quickly held her hand, "What are you doing?"

"Zhenzhen, your soul is in my inner alchemy. Regarding your soul of blood and numerology, why would I put it elsewhere? It must be the safest place within my power."

"..."

Yan Zhen didn't expect that Yan's mother would do so much for her.

Even if she is not the original owner.

At this moment, enjoying the treatment of the original owner, she was also very touched.

Parents who love their children are the greatest and most selfless in the world.

They can give everything, even their lives, for their children.

Yan Zhen's eyes became moist in an instant, she looked at her mother's sharp claws with the natal Xuanguang, "But, how painful does it have to be?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"How could it not hurt? Normally, I would feel pain if I accidentally cut my finger. You are Neidan. In your most vulnerable and most need protection place, you have to forcibly integrate into your soul and protect it. Now you have to Forcibly strip!"

Yan Zhen sighed, "Mom, don't treat me like a child who doesn't understand anything?"

Yan's mother moved her lips, but in the end she didn't say anything, she just smiled softly, "If you feel sorry for Mom, protect yourself after activating your blood, don't waste the painstaking efforts of me and Dad."

Yan Zhen also knew that she had nothing to repay the parents.

She can only spend her life in this world of being kidnapped and stolen, and be their daughter well, and do her filial piety for the original owner.

She will do her best to protect them.

Even if they are only half-demons, they can live as the most powerful half-demons!

Yan Zhen looked back at Fu Xingzhou, "I still need to borrow some blood from you."

Fu Xingzhou probably knew what she wanted to do, nodded, and sent his hand over.

Although Yan Zhen felt sorry for Fu Xingzhou, compared with the pain of cutting her fingers and the pain of Yan's mother stripping her soul from the inner alchemy, she would rather let Fu Xingzhou bear some of it first.

After all, he is the future son-in-law, and this is what he should do.

After cutting Fu Xingzhou's finger and taking out the blood beads, Yan Zhen drew a blood talisman and handed it to Yan's mother, "Mom, stick it to your chest, it can relieve your pain."

"His blood is so useful?"

"Blood and the double insurance of the spell can have this effect, and it is also a kind of protection for you."

Although Yan's mother didn't know how her daughter suddenly understood this, and even a monster like her couldn't understand the talismans she drew, she still chose to believe it 100%.

So, after sticking the blood talisman on her chest, she began to exercise her kung fu, peeling off the soul silk that had been protected for more than 20 years from the inner alchemy one by one.

After all, it is the soul silk that has been hidden in her inner alchemy for more than 20 years. It is used to the warm and secure inner alchemy of the mother, and it is not willing to be pulled out at all.

Yanmu's stripping speed is very slow, the slower she is, the longer she will suffer.

Yan Zhen looked very anxious, but he knew better than anyone else that no one could help Yan's mother at this time, even if she blessed her with ten or a hundred blood symbols, what Yan's mother had to go through in the end was still the separation of her soul At that time, the heart-burning pain.

It took more than half an hour for the strands of soul silk to be stripped from Yanmu's inner alchemy.

At this time, Yan's mother was already covered in sweat, and the originally loose and beautiful lion fur was condensed into strokes by sweat.

Yan Zhen gritted his teeth tightly and didn't let himself stop it.

She looked at the soul thread in Yanmu's palm, which was white and crystal clear.

This is similar to the spiritual root of a cultivator and the soul silk of a half-demon. Relatively speaking, the color will be more mixed, but Yan Zhen's soul silk is so pure white.

She couldn't believe it.

"Is this my soul thread?"

"Correct."

Yan's mother saw that Yan Zhen's expression was a little strange, and asked, "What's wrong?"

She shook her head, "No, I just think it's so elegant, and it's a bit naughty in your palm!"

Those soul threads, in Yan's mother's palm, still wanted to escape.

However, Yanmu has the aura it has been relying on for survival, and after leaving Yanmu's fingertips, it will be pulled back by an invisible force.

It's simply pulling the limit.

Yan Zhen also knew in his heart that those soul threads were unwilling to leave Yan's mother.

In fact, even if it is just a thread of soul, who would not rely on the warmth of the mother?

Yan Zhen smiled and raised his hand, looking at Yan's mother, "Even my soul silk has always liked you very much!"

After finishing speaking, she gently touched the strand of soul silk with her fingers.

It seemed to respond, first it turned into a stretched appearance, and stood upright in Yanmu's palm.

Immediately afterwards, the moment Yan Zhen's finger left, it turned into a soft strand of silk again, following its fingertips and drifting towards her.

Yan Zhen was a little surprised by this. Unexpectedly, the soul thread that relied on Yan's mother so much would be infected and attracted by her breath.

Although Yan's mother was very tired, her eyes were very gentle, and she pointed her front paws forward, "When the child grows up, he will leave his parents' side and become independent by himself. Compared with the sense of security that I bring to her, She wants more to come back to you and make you whole."

These words touched Yan Zhen's heart.

She was very moved, pinched the soul silk into the palm of her hand, and put it into the heart to let it go back along her spiritual veins. When the body and soul merged, she squatted down and hugged her mother, "Thank you mom, I will always be your child .”

Yan Zhen's words also made Yan's mother cry.

She raised her head and looked at her husband. Yan's father had already burst into tears. While feeling sorry for his wife's suffering, he was also pleased with his daughter's growth. There was nowhere to put his love for his wife and his father's heart. No one could comfort him. Can't be appeased.

In the end, he also knelt down, hugging his wife and daughter and crying into tears.

Yan's mother was helpless, looked at Yan Zhen, and laughed in a low voice: "Your father is like this, in fact, he is as soft as a child in his heart, don't look at him acting like a stranger outside, it is actually a disguise. "

Yan Zhen smiled, patted the old father on the back, and said, "Father is also a very gentle person!"

Yan's mother was really drained of a lot of energy, and she couldn't even change back into a human form for a while.

It also takes about a quarter of an hour for Yan Zhen's soul to return to his body to adjust his breath.

At this time, she was holding Fu Xingzhou in one hand, borrowing his strength, while with the other hand, she was quickly pinching formulas and chanting a mantra in her heart to speed up the fusion of soul threads.

Otherwise, according to the fusion speed of the soul silk fusion of other high-level monks, it would take three to five or seven days.

It only takes half an hour for Yan Zhen. Apart from knowing a lot of fairy arts and ancient incantations, of course she must have a body of merit like Fu Xingzhou to provide her with a steady stream of merit.

In less than a quarter of an hour, she suddenly opened her eyes.

There seemed to be a red light flashing in those firm eyes.

She turned her head, looked at Fu Xingzhou's worried gaze, and said with a smile, "I succeeded!"