Chapter 811 Welcome the Return of the Ancestor

Nine guards dressed in warrior costumes walked into the Dongfang family yard with murderous looks on their faces.

"Dongfang Chengye, where is the bastard who killed my brother?"

A warrior asked Dongfang Chengye with cold eyes.

He was stunned when he saw Dongfang Chengye's expression. No, shouldn't he be trembling with fear? Why is he so excited?

Looking at the younger generations around, they all showed surprise on their faces, and they all looked behind them.

Looking strangely, he turned his head.

I saw an old man and a young man walking in calmly.

And those subordinates in black were like wooden chickens, motionless, as if they didn't see the two.

Dongfang Zhaoyang wanted to watch for a while, but when his mind swept the yard, he sighed helplessly in his heart.

The cultivation of these younger generations is really too poor, the highest is only the intermediate war emperor realm.

From the bones, this younger generation is probably about sixty years old.

You should know that he reached the advanced war emperor realm when he was fifteen years old, and he was already a three-star war master at the age of sixty.

But his descendants...

Dongfang Zhaoyang felt a little angry, why is there no one like me, they are all a bunch of trash.

He knew that it was useless to watch, and he would have to save them sooner or later.

So he took a step, and when his footsteps fell, the black-clothed guards wanted to stop him.

But they found that they could not speak or move, and could only watch them walk in with horror.

"Who are you? My brothers and I are doing things, and strangers are not allowed to approach, otherwise they will be killed without mercy."

Zhang Xing scratched his ears, why is it this line again.

But he didn't say anything, today's protagonist is Brother Zhaoyang, he just watched.

Dongfang Zhaoyang didn't even glance at the warrior who was talking.

He put his hands behind his back and walked straight past the nine warriors and came to Dongfang Chengye and others.

And the nine warriors could not feel a trace of... breath from the old man.

That's right, the other party seemed to be non-existent, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

Their eyes followed the old man unconsciously, and they had no intention of taking action at all.

It was as if the whole soul of the person was controlled by a remote control.

They even had the idea of ​​kneeling down and crying, confessing their lifelong sins to the old man.

They wanted to kneel, but their bodies didn't obey their commands.

The clansmen headed by Dongfang Chengye knelt down with a plop.

At this time, Zhang Xing had already stood aside. He couldn't bear such a great gift.

Dongfang Chengye had never seen the old man, but he knew at first sight that this was the Zhaoyang ancestor because of their blood.

In order not to implicate the younger generation, the grandmother did not leave them a portrait of the ancestor.

And other brothers and sisters, nephews and younger generations also felt the breath of blood from the old man.

"The fourth generation of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Chengye leads all the younger generations to pay homage to the ancestor!"

"The fifth generation of descendants pay homage to the ancestor!"

"The sixth generation of descendants pay homage to the ancestor!"

Dongfang Chengye looked respectfully, but his voice was out of tune and trembling due to excessive excitement.

The other younger generations showed more excitement.

Dongfang Zhaoyang looked at everyone's face, especially the younger women's face.

But he shook his head in disappointment, none of them looked like Xiaorou.

A hundred years passed in a flash, and the younger generations had already multiplied to the sixth generation.

But Xiaorou passed away early.

It would be great if you were alive. We are reunited at this moment, and there would be no regrets even if we died immediately.

"Hey! All of you get up!"

Dongfang Zhaoyang didn't feel too happy in his heart, he just felt that these descendants in front of him were very strange.

This is also human nature. Relatives will become more unfamiliar with each generation, not to mention that the three generations closest to him are no longer in the world.