The Glory of All Nations Chapter 39 Mutation! Childhood Memories
An extremely hoarse voice came out from the mouth of the black figure. It didn't look like an emperor at all, but instead looked like a sinister villain.
In that longing gaze, the black mist was suddenly blocked by a layer of red light curtain. The black shadow was shocked and shouted in disbelief: "Who is it, who is it!"
"Is my apprentice someone as young as you?"
A red figure appeared behind the black shadow. His face was clearly visible and his body was intact. Unlike the black shadow, his facial features could barely be seen clearly, but even his body was as dark and hazy.
The black shadow turned around and took a look. Even if he couldn't see his facial features clearly, he could see the horrified expression on his old face hidden in the darkness. He was roaring, begging for mercy, and wailing.
"Holy One, forgive me, I don't know!"
A ball of red soul energy enveloped the black shadow in a tyrannical manner. The black shadow boiled like boiling water, the black mist was torn apart, and the old man's soul was gradually refined.
"Ahhhhh! Let me live! I am willing to follow the young master and be the most loyal slave!"
The black shadow was in great pain, shaking his head crazily, opening his mouth wide, and howling desperately, but his face remained unchanged, and his face was terrifyingly calm, as if he was doing something too small to be too small.
matter.
"You are a saint, a saint from Qingxuan Continent. You can't do this, you can't do this!"
The bloody killing finally started to move. Looking at the black shadow, he laughed at himself: "I, the saint, was killed!" The black shadow finally stopped struggling, and his whole body began to make tiny sizzling sounds, and black mist continued to appear.
It appeared from his body and disappeared, and finally the color became lighter and lighter, and the old man's appearance became clearer.
At the last moment when he disappeared, the old man looked at the bloodshed with dull eyes and murmured: "No, you are a saint. Everyone in the mainland is grateful to you. I, too..."
As the last word of the easy-going old man fell, the old man's face suddenly disappeared, and a ball of extremely pure soul energy about half the size of a human head appeared.
Xue Sha looked at the ball of divine soul energy in front of him. He couldn't live much longer. As long as he absorbed this ball of divine soul, he could last for a long time, but he looked down at his hands again.
"well……"
A sigh of regret or emotion came from his mouth. He pushed his sleeves and robes, pushing the ball of divine soul energy into the barrier and integrating it without any hindrance. The barrier rippled like water, and the ball of divine soul energy slowly disappeared.
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Standing outside the white barrier with his hands behind his back, he looked at the pictures carefully, shaking his head and sighing from time to time.
The first thing Ling Feng saw when he opened his eyes was not a warm room, but a mottled starry sky. Then a man with blood on his face suddenly appeared and smiled.
He looked up and showed his teeth that were also stained with blood and said: "Son! Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, and your father will take you to see your mother."
What followed was the sound of fighting and blood flowing in front of the eyes. The screen was shaking rapidly. It was obvious that the man was holding Ling Feng and fighting with someone.
About a few hours later, the man lowered his head and gasped, "My son, Ling Qianhai, will definitely be as brave as his father in the future. Of course, he won't look like your father or your mother."
A little kiss will make you more lovable."
The picture suddenly went dark, nothing could be seen, only some miscellaneous sounds could be heard;
"This is the greatest forgiveness the family has ever given you!"
"But the child needs a mother!"
"Okay, then I'll give you two years."
"Father is a great man."
Then the scene changed, and I don’t know how long it took. Finally, an elegant woman appeared, her eyes full of doting light, and she gently placed her hand on Ling Feng’s face: “Dad, look, this child looks really good.”
like me!"
A rich male voice came from the side, "That's right, if you look like me, it's okay!"
"You, you!..."
Time flies away amidst the laughter... Countless happy scenes emerge, including Little Lingfeng laughing, running around with a giant blue wolf riding under her butt, and Ling Qianhai hugging Little Lingfeng.
He was chatting happily with the woman in his arms. The light in the woman's eyes was extremely soft, but a crashing sound suddenly came, followed by Ling Qianhai's cursing voice and the woman's chuckle.
Ling Feng was holding a bamboo sword in the bamboo sea, waving it at the falling bamboo leaves. Ling Qianhai stood aside and guided Ling Feng. Little Ling Feng also listened very seriously, and then suddenly stabbed forward with his sword.
When I came out, the breeze blew, and a row of bamboo leaves were neatly strung on the sword blade.
Then Ling Feng looked at Ling Qianhai and waved the sword in his hand happily. Ling Qianhai's eyes almost jumped out of his head. He looked at Ling Feng in surprise and put his hand on a stubble on his chin.
After pulling it out, he grinned in pain.
There is another family who always gives the fat meat in the bowl to his father when they are eating, but as the saying goes, Ling Qianhai doesn't like it either.
He could only look at the woman for help. The woman shook her head and smiled, then put the fat into her bowl. Ling Qianhai stood in the sky and fought with the giant beast thousands of feet high. The woman held Ling Feng, and the mother and son watched on the cliff.
The soul shines brightly in Qianhai, unbridled and unruly.
With a roar of thunder, a giant beast that looked like an ox and a tiger suddenly fell down and hit the mountain forest. Ling Qianhai fell from the sky with a blood-stained spear in his hand. He squatted down and looked at Xiao Lingfeng and asked: "Little bastard, your daddy"
Isn’t it awesome?”
"Well! Although daddy is powerful, Xiaofeng will definitely be even more powerful."
"Hahaha, you are so promising and you still want to surpass your father?"
The scene suddenly changed again. This time it was no longer a warm scene. There was a serious atmosphere everywhere. Ling Qianhai and Ling Feng were in a dark and huge hall. Ling Qianhai roared: "Why? Just because she is ordinary.
Born?!"
Xiao Lingfeng stood nearby and wanted to say something but couldn't, not even move.
"My child, it is the greatest tolerance for us to allow you to be with an ordinary woman. You have to understand." The kind voice came from nowhere. "You can't compete with the family now, so become stronger and become stronger."
No one will dare to oppress you anymore."
Ling Qianhai was silent and whispered: "Then let me stay with him for the last few years." The voice did not appear, Ling Qianhai already understood, and pulled Ling Feng towards the huge palace door, behind him
Again someone said;
"Seal his memory."
Ling Qianhai did not respond and walked out of the hall, surrounded by majestic buildings. He picked up little Ling Feng, but Ling Feng turned back and stared into the darkness, his eyes revealing a coldness that was completely inappropriate for his age.
This man who only bleeds but does not shed tears raised his head to prevent it from flowing down, but it still flowed down and wet his blue shirt.
Xiao Lingfeng, who had just learned to walk a year ago, suddenly said in a milky voice: "Father, why are you crying? Can I give you some candy?"
After he finished speaking, a white candy with rising spiritual mist appeared out of thin air in his little hand. Xiao Lingfeng stood on tiptoes and wanted to feed it to Ling Ao, but it was too short.
Wiping away his tears vaguely, the man squatted down, bit the candy in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Haha, we Feng'er know how to use it?"
Xiao Lingfeng couldn't hide the joy and pride in his voice, "That's right, Lingfeng is the most powerful."
Although there was endless pain in his heart, Ling Qianhai could not say it out. He picked up little Ling Feng, and Ling Qianhai flew a thousand meters away with one step of his feet. He jumped several times and came to the emerald green bamboo forest.
There is a small bamboo hut in a striking clearing, and a woman can be vaguely seen sleeping in a rocking chair.
As soon as he landed, Xiao Lingfeng jumped down and ran towards the woman. The woman in front of him had become more mature and elegant, but there was some tiredness in her eyes.
The woman woke up immediately, hugged Xiao Lingfeng, touched his head gently and asked, "How is it?"
Ling Qianhai turned around and looked at the endless sea of bamboo in front of her, not wanting to see the beauty's expression: "Everything comes as it happens."
The woman seemed to have known the result for a long time. She lowered her head, gently stroked the child's tender and cute face, held the chubby little palm, and said with a soft smile on her delicate and beautiful face: "Then I will stay with him.
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Ling Qianhai looked back again with tears streaming down her face.