The old woman let go of her hands and kowtowed to the ground with her hands full of tears. As she took the lead, hundreds of people on the ground kowtowed and knelt down to worship Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan gritted his teeth and flew a hundred meters away with all his strength.
The Deep Sea Abyss is not difficult to find, but it is a bit far away. Ling Bo and Chen Xuan once came here together to hunt for wonders.
On the way, he thought about the happy days when he and Ling Bo came here. Chen Xuan seemed to have a huge piece of cotton in his heart, and his anger hit the cotton. It can't be said that the anger disappeared, but that it hit his heart and had nowhere to vent.
Ling Bo is dead, killed by Ling Wei.
Ling Wei is also dead now. He killed him with his own hands, but his anger cannot go away.
Such a good person, Ling Bo was already tolerant of Ling Wei, but Ling Wei was still not satisfied.
After killing his younger brother and his parents with his own hands, Chen Xuan felt that he was already extremely cruel, but he did not expect that there were people far more cruel than him.
When Chen Xuan saw the graves of Ling Bo and the others just now, he was actually a little moved by the overwhelming anger in his heart, but now the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to resurrect Ling Wei. Even if he cut his body into thousands of pieces and five hundred times, he could not let go of the anger in his heart.
Ling Bo once said that taking him with him the next time he goes on a mission might make Chen Xuan more relaxed.
Chen Xuan also agreed, but Ling Bo did not wait until Chen Xuan came back.
When Chen Xuan went to complete the mission, he no longer had the brother who often reminded him to pay attention to safety.
When approaching the deep sea abyss, Chen Xuan could already feel Ling Bo's aura.
But it's not Lingbo, it's Lingbo's descendant.
Chen Xuanyue flew faster and faster, fearing that if he took one step at night, Qingwei and Ling Feng would be in danger.
Arriving at the bottom of the Deep Sea Abyss, as soon as he landed, he saw two figures, one large and one small, coming out of a small courtyard.
Looking at Ling Feng's eyes shining brightly in the darkness, Chen Xuan couldn't help but think that his father's eyes were like this too.
Holding Ling Feng in his arms, Chen Xuan, who was not very sentimental, also shed tears.
He picked up Ling Feng, looked at Qingwei and said: "Sister-in-law, I am Chen Xuan.
I'm late, I'm here to take you back."
Qingwei covered her mouth, crying, and nodded vigorously.
This was the first time for Ling Feng to meet Chen Xuan, but he didn't have any fear of strangers. Because of a life of running away and living here, Ling Feng was very afraid of meeting strangers.
But facing Chen Xuan, Ling Feng was not afraid at all. On the contrary, he felt very familiar and even somewhat dependent on him.
This had a lot to do with Chen Xuan's heavy aura of Ling Bo. After all, Chen Xuan and Ling Bo had known each other for 20,000 to 30,000 years at that time, and the two were very close.
The moment Qingwei and Ling Feng were brought out of the abyss of the deep sea, both of their eyes were blinded by the dazzling sunlight.
When Chen Xuan saw this, he sighed sadly, waved his hand, and first covered their eyes with a thin layer of gauze.
It not only allows them to see the outside scene, but also prevents their eyes from being stung by the sun.
Qingwei's cultivation level was not very high, but she had no problem flying. Chen Xuan hugged little Lingfeng and rushed toward their home.
When we arrived in front of the palace, the sun had already set and there were more people at the entrance of the palace.
Chen Xuan turned around and said to Qingwei: "Sister-in-law, the people are very worried about your safety. Do you want to go down and report that you are safe?"
When Qingwei heard the words, she looked down and saw Wu Ya, who was kneeling down. Her nose felt sour and she almost shed tears again.
Holding her hands tightly, Qingwei hummed heavily.
Although his cultivation level is not high, Qingwei's ancestors belong to a prominent family and he is married to a royal prince. Qingwei has enjoyed all the glory and wealth in his life.
But these years of running away have made her a little less confident. Although her temperament is still there, Qingwei feels that she can no longer accept their kneeling.
Falling from a high place in front of the palace gate, the crowd instantly exclaimed.
"It's the princess!
"
Everyone looked up, and almost everyone's noses sore the moment they saw Qingwei.
Someone in the crowd shouted loudly first: "We, our subjects, welcome the princess back to the palace!"
"
Then everyone said in unison: "Welcome the princess back to the palace!
"
The sound penetrated the sea water and reached into the sky.
Qingwei's nose felt sore, and two lines of tears fell.
Without hesitation, she lifted her skirt and knelt down in front of the people.
“Princess, you can’t do this, Princess!
"
With a heavy bow, Qingwei said: "This kneeling is to show that you have not forgotten me, the Ling Family, when the Ling Family is in decline."
The crowd was silent except for the suppressed cries.
Discount again.
"This kneeling is for your help to me and my son when the Ling clan is about to be exterminated."
Chen Xuan stood upright while holding Ling Feng in his arms, and looked quietly at the equally upright woman kneeling in front of him.
Although she has been tempered by the harsh environment for more than two years, the pride in her bones remains undying.
Qingwei bowed her head again, "Kneel down this time," the cry was obvious, and Qingwei swallowed: "Kneel down and never turn back the suffering of the past!
"
The voice was full of true feelings, and the voice shocked the hearts of the people present.
Their respected princess came back, and she came back with a sublime spirit.