Dong Huanglanghuai glanced at Dong Huangtai with an expressionless face, ignored it, and walked into the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

A man followed Donghuang Langhuai, which was Donghuang Shang.

Dong Huangshang's face turned slightly pale, his expression was painful and entangled. He did not dare to look at Dong Huangtai's eyes, and he bit the bullet and wanted to follow in.

"You are tired of living!!" Dong Huangtai grabbed Dong Huangshang and lowered his voice and scolded him angrily.

"It wasn't me who went to inform me, it was him who came to me!" Dong Huangshang's face was bitter. He had already taken the initiative to retreat and paid attention to everything, but he was unwilling to mix with this complex entanglement. However, he didn't expect that Dong Huang Langhuai suddenly appeared in front of him today and asked Dong Huang Haoyuan coldly. What can he do? Of course he nodded!

"Bastard! Do you think I am a fool? How could he know that Dong Huang Haoyuan was back!"

"It's really nothing to do with me!" Dong Huang still had trouble.

Dong Huangtai grabbed his collar hard, looked at the back that walked into the house, cursed in secret, and rushed into the air and rushed to the patriarch's palace. Although Dong Huang Langhuai was old and his realm was seriously degraded, his power was still very strong. For 30 years, Dong Huang Haoze has not moved him. Not only did he voluntarily withdraw and remain neutral, but this old guy has too wide connections. He has his friends in the other seven tribes of Donglong, and he has great power.

"Who is that?" Tong Yan was discussing how to pull out the skeleton, but saw an old man with vicissitudes and hunchback walking along the path.

The old man had white hair, wearing a simple linen coat, wrinkles on his face, and a kind of sickly white, as if half of his foot had stepped into the coffin. He walked very slowly, but his sharp and cold eyes were always looking at Qin Ming, and there seemed to be a little light shaking in his deep eyes.

In Qin Ming's Qihai, the remnant soul suddenly broke free from the blood thunder seal and appeared above the Qihaihai. The soul body fluctuated violently, and it seemed that he felt the aura that made him excited.

The King of War of the World was a little more upright, and he felt that the old man was extraordinary. His realm was only high-level holy martial, but his aura was very strange, and his strength was changing indefinitely. Intuition told him that the old man's realm during his glorious period must be very terrifying.

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

"I'll look 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 peeked at the residual soul in the sea of ​​Qi.

"Qin Ming! He is my grandfather!" The soul thoughts of the remnant soul were fluctuating. If it was a voice, it would be trembling. He felt the old man walking outside incredibly. He was the old man who firmly supported him in taking over the entire clan back then, and he was also his guide and trainer. He had given him strong support and had too high expectations for him.

After thirty years of separation, Grandpa is still alive?!

Donghuang Langhuai walked to Qin Ming, raised his old eyes and looked at him, slowly raised his hand to collude with each other's souls, but stopped silently. He lived so much that he could not remember the road and experience of his own. He had already seen through the world and looked down on his life. After more than 20 years of retreat meditation, he rarely had emotional fluctuations. But at this moment, his eyes were shaking, and his heart became tense little by little.

Thirty years ago, he devoted his efforts to Donghuang Haoyuan and really appreciated Donghuang Haoyuan's hard-working style. He regarded Donghuang Haoyuan as his heir and was also full of Donghuang Haoyuan's ability to deal with things and control talents. At that time, the whole clan knew that Donghuang Haoze and Donghuang Linglong were very talented, but more than half of the people supported Donghuang Haoyuan, and this is the reason.

He did not want to get rid of Donghuang Haoze, but hoped that Donghuang Haoze and Donghuang Linglong could transfer to the royal family and gain a higher status there. As for the matter of ethnic management, it would be handed over to the more suitable Donghuang Haoyuan. This is his expectation and the plan of many elderly people in the clan.

He worked hard, worked hard, and looked forward to it, and had the passion to withstand the pressure to support Dong Huang Haoyuan. At that time, he believed that he was the most exciting moment in his life. Later, Dong Huang Haoze and Dong Huang Linglong's Dragon and Tiger Tiger title did not hit him. That was somewhat expected, but Dong Huang Haoyuan's mysterious disappearance defeated the entire supporting faction.

In just ten years, the third tribe was in turmoil. With Donghuang Haoze's strong succession, a cloud of revenge enveloped the tribe. One by one, the strong men died while going out for missions, one by one, the elders had accidents in seclusion, and one by one, the rookies died early for various reasons. A change of power brought about a strong blood exchange 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". Faced with the call for help from his relatives and friends and the wailing of his tribe, he closed his eyes and chose to abdicate. He knew that he could not compete with Donghuang Haoze, otherwise civil strife would break out of the entire third tribe, and he would be the sinner of the tribe. He knew even more that he had to compromise in order to try his best to preserve his tribe bloodline, otherwise... he would die more and more miserably.

Thirty years have passed, and he has taken it lightly and has calmed down. Occasionally, he will recall Donghuang Haoyuan, whom he once placed countless efforts and expectations, but he just thought about it. Born in the War Clan and grew up in the War Clan, enjoying the supreme glory, and must bear corresponding sorrow.

He accepted it! He endured it!

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

Thirty years have passed, the world has changed, everything has changed, but the person who is obviously dead has returned.

Donghuang Langhuai breathed tremblingly, and his old fingertips touched Qin Ming's chest. A strand of soul silk penetrated into his body and sank into the vast sea of ​​energy. The soul silk floated and gathered into his outline. He also saw Donghuang Haoyuan who was already waiting.

Dong Huang Haoyuan knelt slowly and bowed in pain. "Unworthy descendants... Dong Huang Haoyuan, here he is back..."

Donghuang Langhuai looked at the soul body kneeling in front of him, and felt heartbroken and sad. Thirty years ago, he was about to die, and the man who was once full of heroic spirit was only weak soul power. He had a lot to say, but in the end he only turned into one sentence: "Who harmed you back then?"

Dong Huang Haoyuan shook his head: "It's not someone else, it's me. Thirty years ago, I left the heaven privately in order to seek a higher inheritance. I thought I could come back as soon as possible, but... I was wrong..."

"It's not him..." Donghuang Langhuai whispered.

"I was trapped in the borderlands. It was Qin Ming who rescued me and took me across the ancient sea and came here." Donghuang Haoyuan no longer held a grudge against the grudges he had back then. In fact, even if he found them, what would happen? The inheritance of the kings would not fall on him after all. He didn't think so before, and he was even more reluctant to admit it, but now he has to accept reality.

"Why didn't you come back soon?"

"The road has been difficult and slow."

"Slow down...yes...slow down, you have been walking along the way for thirty years." Donghuang Langhuai didn't know whether to pity him or regret it. Now that things have come to this point, there is no chance to start over.

Dong Huang 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 anymore, and I have no face to live here anymore."

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

"I just want to find a chance to be reborn, and my last wish is fulfilled. I will never return to the war clan in this life. If I lose, I will accept it calmly." Dong Huang Haoyuan knelt in front of Dong Huang Langhuai, lowering his head deeply.

Donghuang Langhuai slowly raised his hand and gently stroked Donghuang Haoze's head: "Rebirth? Your soul is broken, even if you gather spiritual treasures, you may not have a chance."

"As long as the soul and body can blend with the body, the residual soul can be slowly conceived."

"Is it worth less than one percent chance? If you lose, your current soul may be fully transformed."

Donghuang Haoyuan only had a sad sentence: "It's been thirty years since I was dead. 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 retreated from Qin Mingqi.

Qin Ming felt the conversation between the two and felt a little faint. It was just because of a decision made by Donghuang Haoyuan that year that changed the fate of many people. His life was long, but very short, and it was still irreversible.
Chapter completed!