Chapter 1555: Not the offspring, come back

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Donghuanglang glanced at Donghuangtai with an expressionless expression on his face, ignored it, and walked into the house with his hands on his back.
Donghuang Langhuai was followed by a man, who was Donghuang Shang.
Dong Huangshang's face was slightly white, and his expression was painfully tangled. He did not dare to look at Dong Huangtai's eyes.
"You're tired!" Dong Huangtai grabbed Dong Huangshang and lowered his voice in anger.
"I didn't tell you. It was me who came to me!" Dong Huangshang looked bitter. He had taken the initiative to retreat and heeded everything. He was unwilling to blend in such complicated entanglements, but did not expect Dong Huanglang Huai Suddenly appeared in front of him today, coldly asking Donghuang Haoyuan is back? What can he do, of course nod!
"Jack! Are you a fool? How could he know that Donghuang Haoyuan came back!"
"It really doesn't matter to me!" Donghuang still couldn't say.
Donghuangtai grasped his collar vigorously and looked at the back walked into the house. The cursing sound was damn, and it rose into the air and rushed to the clan's palace. Although Donghuang Langhuai is old, his realm is severely degraded, but his power is still sufficient. For thirty years, Donghuang Haoze has not touched him. Not only did he quit to maintain his neutrality, but the old guy has too many connections. He has friends in the other seven tribes of Donglong and has great power. .
"Who is that?" Tong Yan was discussing how to draw the skeleton, but he saw a vicissitudes old man walking along the path.
The old man was full of white hair, wearing a simple burlap coat, wrinkled face, and was sickly white, as if half of his feet had stepped into the coffin. He walked very slowly, but those sharp and indifferent eyes kept looking at Qin Ming, and the bottom of his deep eyes seemed to be a little bright.
In Qin Ming's qi sea, the residual soul suddenly broke the seal of blood thunder, appeared above the qi sea, the soul body fluctuated violently, and he seemed to feel the breath that made him excited.
The melee war king is slightly positive, and he feels that the old man is extraordinary. The realm is only high-level saint martial arts, but the breath is very strange, and the strength is changing. Intuition told him that the realm of the old man's glory period must be very terrifying.
"Senior, who are you looking for?" Qin Ming felt the change of the remnant soul in Qihai, and could vaguely guess that the old man is likely to be a relative of the remnant soul.
"I'm looking for the soul thought sealed in your body." The old man's voice was old and low, and his deep eyes seemed to see through Qin Ming's body and spy on the remnant soul in the air.
"Qin Ming! He is my grandfather!" The soul of Can Shui was fluctuating, and if it was a voice, it should be trembling. He felt incredibly old people coming from outside. They were the oldest people who supported him to take over the whole family. He was also his guide and trainer. He had given him strong support and had high hopes for him.
After 30 years, Grandpa and Grandpa are still alive? !!
Donghuang Langhuai came to Qin Minghuai, raised his old eyes and looked at him, slowly raised his hands to collude with each other's soul, but stopped silently. He has lived so many years, the roads he has traveled, and the things he has experienced, so much that he can't remember it. He has already seen through the world and belittled his life. For more than two decades of retreat meditation, there are few emotional fluctuations. But at this moment, his eyes were shaking and his heart was tightening a little.
Thirty years ago, he devoted himself to Donghuang Haoyuan, and really appreciated Donghuang Haoyuan's hard-core style. He regarded Donghuang Haoyuan as his heir, and was also full of Donghuang Haoyuan's ability to work and Dominance. At that time, the entire family knew that Donghuang Haoze and Donghuang's exquisite talents were very strong, but more than half of them still supported Donghuang Haoyuan, which is why.
He did not want to remove Donghuang Haoze, but he hoped that Donghuang Haoze and Donghuang Linglong could be transferred to the royal family and get a higher status there. As for the management of ethnic groups, it would be handed over to Donghuang Haoyuan, which is more suitable. . This is his expectation, and also the plan of many old people in the clan.
Efforts, hard work, expectations, and even the pressure to support Donghuang Haoyuan's passion, he considered himself to be the most wonderful moment of life. Later, Donghuang Haoze and Donghuang's exquisite dragon and tiger throne didn't hit him. It was expected that the mysterious disappearance of Donghuang Haoyuan defeated the entire supporting faction.
In just ten years, the third tribe's wind and rain drifted, and with the strong succession of Donghuang Hao Ze, a cloud of revenge enveloped the tribe. One strong man died while going out to perform tasks, one elder had accidents in retreat, and one rookie died early for various reasons. A change of rights brought about a strong exchange of blood like a knife.
He tried to find Donghuang Haoyuan, but found nothing and could only accept the fact that he was 'dead'. In the face of family and friends for help, and the sorrow of the clan, he closed his eyes and chose to abdicate. He knew that he could not compete with Donghuang Haoze, otherwise the entire third tribe would break out and he would be tribal. sinner. He knows better that he has to compromise in order to preserve the blood of his people, or else he will die more and worse.
For thirty years, he has been bearish and calm, and occasionally remembers Donghuang Haoyuan who had entrusted countless efforts and expectations, but he just thought about it. Born in and raised in the War Clan, enjoying the glory of supremacy, they must also bear the corresponding misery.
He acknowledged it! Bear it!
However, for thirty years, he had felt that Shou Yuan was near, and he was going to die soon, but suddenly someone told him, that man ... came back ...
Thirty years, the situation has changed, the world has changed, everything has changed, but the man who died clearly has returned.
Donghuang Lang exhaled with tremor, his old fingertips touched Qin Ming's chest, and a ray of soul drew into his body, sinking into the vast ocean. Soul silk fluttered, gathered into his silhouette, and saw Donghuang Haoyuan already waiting.
Donghuang Haoyuan knelt slowly, his head bowed in pain. "Not the offspring ... Donghuang Haoyuan, come back ..."
Donghuang Lang looked at the soul who was kneeling in front of him, and there was a pain in his heart. Thirty years, he is about to die, and the once heroic and magnificent man has only a weak soul. He had a lot to say, but it turned out to be: "Who harmed you then?"
Donghuang Haoyuan shook his head: "It's not someone else, it's myself. Thirty years ago, I left the heavenly court in order to seek a higher inheritance. I thought I would be back as soon as possible, but I look forward to the last fight, but ... I'm wrong……"
"Not him ..." Donghuang Langhuai whispered.
"I was trapped in the wasteland. It was Qin Ming who rescued me and took me across the ancient sea to come here." Donghuang Haoyuan no longer remembers the hatred of the year. In fact, what can I do if I find it? The kings' inheritance will not fall on him after all. I didn't think so before, and even more reluctant to admit it, but now I have to accept reality.
"Why don't you come back early."
"This road is difficult and slow."
"Slow ... Yeah ... Slow, you have been on this road for a full thirty years." Donghuang Langhuai didn't know if he should be sorry for him, or whether he should regret it. So far, everything is gone from scratch. opportunity.
Donghuang Haoyuan's soul trembled and trembled. He knelt down in front of the old man and whispered in pain: "The tribe has no place for me anymore, and I am even more shameless to live here."
"Yeah, you are late and everything has changed. This is home, and it is no longer home."
"I just wanted to find a chance to be born again, and it was my last wish. It became, I will not return to the war tribe in this life, I lost, I accept it." Donghuang Haoyuan kneeled in front of Donghuang Langhuai, deeply Head down.
Donghuanglang raised his hand slowly and caressed Donghuang Haoze's head: "Rebirth? Your soul is lacking in spirit, and even if you gather the spirit treasure, you may not have a chance."
"As long as the soul can blend with the body, the broken soul can be nurtured slowly."
"Is it less than a one-hundredth chance? Is it worth it? If you lose, your current soul may be full."
Donghuang Haoyuan only had a sad sentence: "Half-dead, thirty years. What else can I be afraid of?"
Donghuang Lang looked at the soul in front of him for a while, slowly shook his head, and withdrew from the sea of ​​Qin Mingqi.
Qin Ming felt the conversation between the two and felt a little touch. Only because of a decision made by Donghuang Haoyuan in that year, how many people's fate changed. Life is long, but short, and irreversible.
Donghuang Lang looked at Qin Ming pregnant, silently silently, his eyes closed for a long time, he quietly said: "Young man, come with me."