Chapter 1555 The Eternal Supreme, the Unworthy Descendant, Is Back

Volume Five Eternal Supreme Chapter 1555 Unworthy descendants, come back

Donghuang Langhuai glanced at Donghuangtai expressionlessly, ignored him, and walked into the house with his hands behind his back.

Behind Donghuang Langhuai was a man who was Donghuangshang.

Dong Huangshang's face was slightly pale, his expression was painful and tangled, he didn't dare to look Dong Huangtai in the eyes, and insisted on following.

"You're tired of working!" Dong Huangtai grabbed Dong Huangshang and angrily angrily lowered his voice.

"I didn't go to inform, he came to find me!" Dong Huangshang's face turned bitter, he had already taken the initiative to retreat, and he ignored everything, but he didn't want to get involved in this complicated entanglement, but he didn't expect Donghuang Lang Huai Suddenly appeared in front of him today, and asked coldly, Donghuang Haoyuan is back? What can he do, of course he nodded!

"Bastard! You think I'm a fool? How could he know that Donghuang Haoyuan is back!"

"It's really none of my business!" Dong Huang still couldn't tell.

Dong Huangtai grabbed his collar vigorously, looked at the back of the man who walked into the house, cursed inwardly, and jumped into the air, rushing towards the patriarch's palace. Although Donghuang Langhuai is old and his realm has degraded seriously, he is still very powerful. For thirty years, Donghuang Haoze has not touched him. It is not just that he voluntarily quit to maintain neutrality, but this old guy has too many connections. He has friends in the other seven tribes of Donglong, and he has great power. .

"Who is that then?" Tong Yan was discussing how to lure the skeleton out, but saw a rickety old man walking along the path.

The old man had white hair all over his head, and was wearing a rough linen coat. His face was wrinkled and had a sickly whiteness, as if half of his foot had already stepped into the coffin. He walked very slowly, but those sharp and indifferent eyes were always looking at Qin Ming, and there seemed to be a little light flickering in the bottom of the deep eyes.

In Qin Ming's sea of ​​qi, the remnant soul suddenly broke free from the seal of blood thunder and appeared above the sea of ​​qi. The soul fluctuated violently, as if he felt the aura that excited him.

The warlord of the mixed world looked a little straighter, and felt that the old man was extraordinary. His realm was only a high-level holy martial arts, but his aura was very strange, changing in strength and weakness. Intuition told him that the realm of the old man's glory days must be very terrifying.

"Senior, who are you looking for?" Qin Ming felt the change of the remnant soul in the sea of ​​qi, and could vaguely guess that the old man was probably the relative of the remnant soul.

"I'm looking for the soul that is sealed in your body." The old man's voice was old and deep, and his deep eyes seemed to see through Qin Ming's body and spy on the remnant soul in the sea of ​​qi.

"Qin Ming! He is my grandpa!" The soul of the remnant soul was fluctuating, and if it was a voice, it should also be trembling. He felt inconceivably the old man who came outside. He was the old man who most firmly supported him to take over the whole family. He was also his guide and trainer. He had given him great support and placed high hopes on him.

Thirty years have passed, and grandpa is still alive? !

Donghuang Langhuai walked up to Qin Ming, raised his old eyes to look at him, slowly raised his hand, trying to collude with each other's soul thoughts, but silently stopped. He has lived for so many years, the path he has traveled, and the things he has experienced are so many that he can't remember clearly. He has already seen through the world and looked down on life. After more than 20 years of closed-door meditation, there are very few emotional fluctuations. But at this moment, his eyes were shaking, and his heart tensed up a little bit.

Thirty years ago, he poured his heart and soul into Donghuang Haoyuan, and he really admired Donghuang Haoyuan's hard-line style. He regarded Donghuang Haoyuan as his heir, and he was also full of Donghuang Haoyuan's handling ability and Domination ability. At that time, the whole family knew that Donghuang Haoze and Donghuang Linglong were very talented, but more than half of the people still supported Donghuang Haoyuan, and this was the reason.

He doesn't want to get rid of Donghuang Haoze, but hopes that Donghuang Haoze and Donghuang Linglong can be transferred to the royal family and gain a higher status there. As for the management of the ethnic group, he will leave it to Donghuang Haoyuan who is more suitable . This is his expectation, and it is also the plan of many elders in the clan.

Hard work, hard work, anticipation, and the passion to support Donghuang Haoyuan under pressure, he considered that period to be the most exciting moment in his life. Later, Donghuang Haoze and Donghuang Linglong's dragon and tiger titles did not affect him, which was more or less expected, but the mysterious disappearance of Donghuang Haoyuan defeated the entire supporting faction.

In just ten years, the third tribe was in turmoil. With the strong succession of Donghuang Haoze, a cloud of revenge shrouded the tribe. One by one the strong died while going out to perform tasks, one by one the elders had accidents during the retreat, and one by one the rookies died young due to various reasons. A change of power has brought about a strong exchange of blood like a knife and an axe.

He tried to find Donghuang Haoyuan, but found nothing, and could only accept the fact that he was 'dead'. Facing the calls for help from his relatives and friends, and the wailing of his clansmen, he closed his eyes and chose to abdicate. He knew that he could not compete with Donghuang Haoze, otherwise civil strife would break out in the entire third tribe, and he would be the leader of the tribe. sinner. He knew even more that he had to compromise in order to preserve the bloodline of his clan as much as possible, otherwise... more and more miserable deaths.

Thirty years later, he has become bearish and calm, and occasionally recalls Donghuang Haoyuan, on which he has entrusted countless painstaking efforts and expectations, but it is just thinking about it. Born in the Zhan Clan, grew up in the Zhan Clan, enjoying the supreme glory, but also must bear the corresponding misery.

He admits it! Endure it!

However, after thirty years, he already felt that his life span was approaching, and he was about to die soon, but suddenly someone told him that that person... came back...

Thirty years, the situation has changed, the world has changed, everything has changed, and the person who was obviously dead has returned.

Donghuang Lang exhaled tremblingly, his old fingertips touched Qin Ming's chest, a wisp of soul penetrated into his body, and sank into the vast sea of ​​Qi. The soul threads fluttered and gathered into his outline, and he also saw Donghuang Haoyuan who was already waiting.

Donghuang Haoyuan knelt down slowly, bowing his head in pain. "Unworthy descendants... Donghuang Haoyuan, back..."

Donghuang Langhuai looked at the soul body kneeling in front of him, feeling a heart-wrenching misery. Thirty years, he was on the verge of death, and the once heroic and heroic man only had weak soul power left. He had a lot to say, but in the end it only became one sentence: "Back then, who harmed you?"

Donghuang Haoyuan shook his head: "It's not someone else, but myself. Thirty years ago, I left the Heavenly Court privately in order to seek a higher inheritance. I thought I could come back as soon as possible, and I hoped to make one last fight, but... I'm wrong……"

"It's not him..." Donghuang Lang murmured.

"I was trapped in the wilderness, and it was Qin Ming who rescued me and took me across the ancient sea to come here." Donghuang Haoyuan no longer remembers the grudges of the past, in fact, even if he finds it, so what? The inheritance of the kings will not fall on him after all. I didn't think so before, let alone admit it, but now I have to accept the reality.

"Why didn't you come back sooner?"

"This journey is difficult and slow."

"Slow...yes...slowly, you have been walking this way for thirty years." Donghuang Langhuai didn't know whether to pity him or regret it. Chance.

Donghuang Haoyuan's soul power fluctuated tremblingly. He knelt in front of the old man and whispered in pain: "The tribe has no place for me, and I have no face to live here anymore."

"Yeah, you came back late, everything has changed, this is home, and it's no longer home."

"I just want to find a chance to be reborn, to fulfill my last wish. It's done. I won't return to the Zhan Clan in this life. If I lose, I will accept it." Donghuang Haoyuan knelt in front of Donghuang Langhuai, deeply head down.

Donghuang Lang Huai slowly raised his hand, stroking Donghuang Haoze's head: "Rebirth? Your soul is broken, even if you gather a spirit treasure, you may not have a chance."

"As long as the soul and body can blend with the body, the remnant soul can be bred slowly."

"It's less than a 1% chance, is it worth it? If you lose, your current soul may also be destroyed."

Donghuang Haoyuan only had a sad sentence: "Half-dead, thirty years. What else should I be afraid of?"

Donghuang Langhuai looked at the soul body in front of him for a while, shook his head slowly, and withdrew from Qin Mingqi sea.

Qin Ming felt the conversation between the two, and also felt a little touched. Just because of a decision made by Donghuang Haoyuan back then, how many people's fates have been changed. Life is long, but short, and irreversible.

Donghuang Langhuai glanced at Qin Ming, lowered his eyes and fell silent. After a long, long time, he whispered, "Young man, come with me."