The mother and son talked at night with candles. Qin Hao and Bai Long talked a lot. The topic was a bit heavy, and almost every sentence was related to King Yan.

King Yan was originally the head of this family. Although King Yan usually has a low presence, he rarely participates in family chats. He only likes to sit in a rocking chair and drink tea and read newspapers, playing the role of a quiet and beautiful man.

But after King Yan left, the family seemed to have lost their soul, lost their past joy and fireworks.

Qin Hao gave himself two years to improve and accumulate. He wanted to practice his account to the full level and to the extreme, and then go to the mysterious Holy Yuan Galaxy to complete the agreement to reunite with his father.

Bai Long raised his hand, rubbed Qin Hao's head, and said seriously: "Xiaohao, I have something to tell you about your heart injury."

Qin Hao listened attentively.

Bai Long bit her lip and said frankly: "The injury to your heart cannot be completely cured with our current medical level. Freya had proposed an idea before, and she wanted to exchange hearts with you..."

Qin Hao immediately interrupted Bai Long and shook his head wildly: "No! Xiaoya isn't this nonsense? I'll just bear my own pain. How can I transfer my pain to her!"

Seeing his son's overreacting attitude, Bai Long had expected it.

"It seems that your mother knows your personality. You were in a coma at that time, and Freya insisted on secretly exchanging hearts with you, but I flatly rejected it."

Qin Hao held Bai Long's hand and smiled foolishly: "Mom, besides sister, you are indeed the one who knows me the most."

"Nonsense, I am your real mother. I gave birth to you when I was pregnant for ten months. Mother and son were in love, so of course I know you."

In a blink of an eye, Bai Long curled his smile and said solemnly: "After that being said, your damaged heart is overwhelmed, which greatly weakened your soul king's physique. So..."

"I understand that this means that every time I carry a blood contract, I have an extra load."

As the party involved, Qin Hao naturally knew the details.

Bai Long nodded slightly, patted his son's shoulder gently, and suggested: "It's time to make some choices. You have too many blood contracts on your body. In the past, your soul power was endless, so you could easily control them. Now, unlike in the past, you have lost the advantages of the Soul King's physique. Only by giving up some control of beasts can you reduce the burden on your heart."

This is the dilemma Qin Hao is currently facing.

Forced maintenance of the status quo will only make Qin Hao's heart injury worse.

In recent years, Qin Hao relies on the Soul King's physique to spread the world. He conquered many beasts along the way. There were countless beasts under his command, and the soul was filled with blood deeds.

Even if Qin Hao does not fight, the existence of these blood contracts will aggravate Qin Hao's condition, just like carrying mountains on his back every day, making Qin Hao breathless.

In fact, Bai Long realized this since Qin Hao just woke up. As time went by, Bai Long couldn't help but watch her son lose weight day by day. She had to put forward her own ideas and want to help her son reduce the burden on her heart.

"Mom, I understand the truth, but every beast I signed along the way is of great significance to me. Regardless of bloodline, talent and level, they are my most cherished companions. Accompany me through the ups and downs..."

Qin Hao raised his handsome face and was firm: "So I will not leave any beast behind."

"Silly son, you value love and friendship for beast control, and mom understands it too. But your heart..."

"I can tolerate the pain of my heart, but I can't let go of the pain of losing my partner. Mom, let my son be willful once. Even if my soul strength is not as strong as before, even if the Soul King's physique is greatly weakened, I will open up a new path. Sooner or later, I will surpass you and become the first dragon master in history."

After hearing this, Bai Long was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, and sighed: "Oh, as expected, this is your kid's character. If one day you can surpass me, I will be proud of you."

At this time, a charming and tender female voice came from outside the door: "Yeah, what are you talking about? Take me one."

Freya walked into the Qinhuang Palace with a pair of black strapped high heels, and walked into the elegant cat.

Freya is less sharp than before. She took off her empress crown and her long hair was tied up high, looking more like a gentle and virtuous wife.

This is because since that Antarctic War, Freya has focused on cultivating Li Yunxi to become her heir.

Li Yunxi did not disappoint Freya's expectations. With her super high understanding and hard work, she has mastered many demonic laws and learned to use the power of "The Book of Demons".

In short, Freya has now retreated to the second line and pushed her beloved disciple Li Yunxi to the throne of the Dark Empress.

So Freya's dress is completely different from the past. She now looks much more beautiful than before. Standing with Bai Long, she is becoming more and more like a close bestie.

Bai Long raised his eyebrows and said, "Freya, what are you doing?"

"Of course I'm here to find your son, I miss him very much."

Freya was like a gust of wind blowing over and threw herself into Qin Hao's arms. She was irritated with Qin Hao, and was jealous of me.

Although Bai Long had long accepted that Freya was one of her daughter-in-laws, she was still a little resistant in her heart, especially when she saw Freya kissing Qin Hao, which made her get goosebumps all over her body.

Bai Long said resentfully: "Xiaohao, it seems that I have a lot of extra money now~"

"Mom, Xiao Yaren is like this, her personality is unrestrained and hot, don't blame her."

Qin Hao cared for Freya very much, and indeed he married his wife and forgot his mother.

Bai Long reminded: "Tonight is the New Year's Eve. The Shangguan family and the Situ family will have a dinner at Tianbiyuan. It's time for us to go home."

Freya gave Bai Long a charming look: "My sister, give me an hour and let your son and I stay for a while longer."

Bai Long questioned: "Haha, Freya, with your physical needs and desires, why do I feel that an hour seems not enough? Don't delay my son going home for the New Year's Eve."

"Don't worry, I promise, one hour is enough."

Freya promised.

Bai Long was too lazy to stop him, so he left a sentence: "Xiaohao, no matter how much you play, no matter how much you make a fuss, don't forget that you have two wives at home. No matter how late you go home, you have to pay the public food, otherwise don't blame me for defending Xiao Ning and Yun Xi!"

"I know mom."

"Forget it, you guys, I'll leave."

Bai Long waved his hand and left Qinhuang Palace alone.

Freya closed the door of the hall, then threw Qin Hao on the soft carpet, pulled out his hairpin, and his long hair poured down, squirting Qin Hao's face.

"We only have one hour, cherish it. Your mother said, let me get pregnant with your child as soon as possible~"

"Ah? My mom said so."

Qin Hao felt incredible.

Before Qin Hao could find out, Freya had changed a lot.

Whether it is recommending Li Yunxi to inherit her mantle or wanting to give birth to a child for Qin Hao as soon as possible, these signs indicate that Freya seems to be explaining her "funty".

Freya wants to leave something important for her beloved man before she leaves this world.

"Qin Hao, let me get pregnant with your child."

Freya's face turned red as blood, and she hugged Qin Hao's neck tightly.

Qin Hao had already lost his mind, and only the original restlessness of the Qinhuang Palace was left, and the snow scenery outside the window was so beautiful.

At the same time, King Yan followed the family's instructions and stepped onto the arena of the "Gods Arena", defeating one strong man after another of the tribes, bringing glory to the Qin Eternal Clan, and obtaining more resources.

Standing on the ring, King Yan's feet were seriously injured and unconscious opponents, and cheers were filled with cheers and cheers. The reputation of "Emperor Yan" resounded throughout the Holy Yuan Galaxy.

King Yan was always expressionless. He never cared about fame and fortune. He only had his wife and son in his heart.

"Son, I hope one day you can stand on this arena on behalf of the Earth's human race. I shouldn't be on the stage, I should cheer for you in the audience."

This is King Yan’s voice, his expectations and high expectations for Qin Hao.

The father and son are separated by countless nebula and are looking forward to their next reunion.
Chapter completed!