Donghuang Lang Huai glanced at Donghuang Tai with an expressionless face, ignored it, and walked into the house with his back hands.


    Donghuang Lang Huai was followed by a man, who was Donghuang Shang.


    Donghuang Shang''s face was slightly white and his expression was tangled with pain. He didn''t dare to look at Donghuang Tai''s eyes and hardened his scalp to follow in.


    "You''re tired of living!!" donghuangtai grabbed donghuangshang and shouted angrily in a low voice.


    "I didn''t snitch, he came to me!" Donghuang Shang''s face was bitter. He had taken the initiative to shut down and ignored everything. He just didn''t want to mix with this complex entanglement. Unexpectedly, Donghuang Lang Huai suddenly appeared in front of him today and asked coldly, "is Donghuang Haoyuan back?"? What can he do? Of course he nodded!


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


    "It''s none of my business!" Donghuang was still suffering.


    Donghuangtai grabbed his collar and looked at the back of the man who walked into the house. He cursed and cursed. He rose from the air and rushed to the patriarch''s palace. Although Donghuang langhuai is old and his realm has degenerated seriously, his prestige is still very strong. For 30 years, Donghuang haoze hasn''t touched him. It''s not just that he took the initiative to withdraw and remain neutral, but that the old guy has too many contacts. He has friends in the other seven tribes of Donglong and has great power.


    "Who''s that?" Tong Yan was discussing how to lead the skeleton out, but he saw an old man bent over the vicissitudes of life walking along the path.


    The old man had white hair, wore simple linen clothes, his face was full of wrinkles, and had a morbid white, as if half his foot had stepped into the coffin. He walked very slowly, but his sharp and indifferent eyes were always looking at Qin Ming. There seemed to be a little light shaking at the bottom of his deep eyes.


    In the Qi sea of Qin''s life, the remnant soul suddenly broke free from the seal of blood thunder and appeared above the Qi sea. The soul body fluctuated violently and seemed to feel the breath that excited him.


    The mixed World War king was slightly upright, and they all felt that the old man was extraordinary. The realm was only high-level holy martial arts, but the breath was very strange, and the strength was changing. Intuition told him that the realm of the old man''s glorious period must be very terrible.


    "Senior, who are you looking for?" Qin Ming felt the changes of the remnant soul in the sea of Qi, and vaguely guessed that the old man was probably the relative of the remnant soul.


    "I''m looking for the soul sealed in your body." the old man''s voice is old and deep. His deep eyes seem to see through Qin Ming''s body and spy on the residual soul in the sea of Qi.


    "Qin Ming! He is my grandfather!" the soul of the remnant soul was fluctuating. If it was a voice, it should also be trembling. He felt the old man walking outside. He was the old man who firmly supported him to take over the whole family. He was also his guide and trainer. He had given him strong support and high hopes.


    I''ve been away for 30 years. Grandpa is still alive?!


    Donghuang langhuai came to Qin Ming, raised the old eyes and looked at him, slowly raised his hand to collude with each other, but stopped silently. He has lived so many years that he can''t remember the road and experience. He has already seen through the world and underestimated life. After more than 20 years of closed door meditation, there are few emotional fluctuations. But at this moment, his eyes were shaking and his heart tightened a little.


    Thirty years ago, he devoted his efforts to Donghuang Haoyuan and really appreciated the hardline style of Donghuang Haoyuan. He regarded Donghuang Haoyuan as his successor and was full of Donghuang Haoyuan''s ability to handle affairs and command. At that time, the whole family knew that the talent of Donghuang haoze and Donghuang Linglong was very strong, but more than half of the people still supported Donghuang Haoyuan. That''s why.


    He did not want to get rid of Donghuang haoze, but hoped that Donghuang haoze and Donghuang Linglong could be transferred to the royal family and obtain a higher status there. As for the ethnic management, he handed over to the more suitable Donghuang Haoyuan. This is his expectation and the plan of many old people in the family.


    With painstaking efforts and expectations, he also had the passion to support Donghuang Haoyuan under pressure. At that time, he thought it was the most wonderful moment of his life. Later, the closure of Donghuang haoze and Donghuang Linglong did not hit him. It was more or less expected, but the mysterious disappearance of Donghuang Haoyuan defeated the whole 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. The strong died when they went out to perform tasks, the elderly had accidents in isolation, and the rookies died early for various reasons. A change of power has brought a powerful exchange of blood.


    He tried to find the vast source of Donghuang, but found nothing. He could only accept the fact that he was "dead". In the face of the cry for help from relatives and friends and the cry of his people, he closed his eyes and chose to abdicate. He knew that he could not compete with Donghuang haoze, otherwise the whole third tribe would break out civil strife, and he would be the sinner of the tribe. He knew that he had to compromise in order to preserve the blood of his family as much as possible, otherwise... He would die more and more miserably.


    For 30 years, he has been indifferent and calm. He occasionally recalls that he once placed countless efforts and expectations on Donghuang Haoyuan, but he just thinks about it. Born and raised in the war clan, he enjoys the supreme glory and must bear the corresponding sadness.


    He, admit it! Bear it!


    However, for 30 years, he had felt that Shouyuan was approaching and would soon die, but suddenly someone told him that the man... Came back


    Thirty years, the situation has changed, the world has changed, everything has changed, and the man who died has come back.


    Donghuang Lang breathed out his breath tremblingly. His old fingertips touched Qin Ming''s chest. A wisp of soul silk penetrated into his body and sank into the vast sea of Qi. The soul silk floated and gathered into his outline, and saw the Donghuang Haoyuan that was already waiting.


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


    Donghuang Lang Huai looked at the soul kneeling in front of him and felt a pang of anguish. Thirty years, he is dying, and the man who was once beautiful and heroic has only a weak soul. He had a lot to say, but in the end it only became one sentence: "who hurt you in those years?"


    Donghuang Haoyuan shook his head: "it''s not someone else, it''s myself. Thirty years ago, I left Tianting privately in order to seek higher inheritance. I thought I could come back as soon as possible. I expected to have the last fight, but... I was wrong..."


    "Not him..." whispered Dong Huang Lang Huai.


    "I was trapped in the frontier wasteland. It was Qin''s life that saved me, took me across the ancient sea and came here." Donghuang Haoyuan no longer hates the hatred of that year. In fact, even if he found it, what can he do? The inheritance of 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 not come back early."


    "It''s hard and slow along the way."


    "Slow... Yes... Slow, you''ve been walking all the way for 30 years." Donghuang Lang Huai didn''t know whether to pity him or regret. Now that it''s over, there''s no chance to start all over again.


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


    "Yes, you''re late. Everything has changed. This is home, and it''s no longer home."


    "I just want to find a chance to be reborn. It''s my last wish. It''s done. I won''t go back to the war family in my life. If I lose, I accept it calmly." Donghuang Haoyuan knelt in front of Donghuang Lang Huai and bowed his head deeply.


    Donghuang Lang Huai slowly raised his hand and gently stroked the head of Donghuang haoze: "rebirth? Your soul is broken. Even if you gather Lingbao, you may not have a chance."


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


    "Is it worth less than one percent of the chance? If you lose, your soul may be full."


    Donghuang Haoyuan only had a sad sentence: "half dead, 30 years. What else do I have to be afraid of?"


    Donghuang Lang Huai looked at the soul in front of him for a while, shook his head slowly and withdrew from the sea of Qi of Qin life.


    Qin Ming felt the conversation between the two and had some light feelings. Just because of a decision of Donghuang Haoyuan that year, how many people''s destiny has been changed. Life is long, but short and irreversible.


    Donghuang Lang looked at Qin''s life with his eyes down. He was silent for a long time. He said, "young man, come with me."