Text Text_Chapter 1602 Brotherhood, everyone has it
Regarding Dou Lin'an's question, Long Hao and others naturally made some guesses, but no one knew what the reason was.
Shaking his head slightly, Long Hao said lightly: "I don't know." ”
"Plants are inseparable from the essence of the sun and the moon, and there is no light of the sun and moon here, and the trees are still vigorous, which is really unusual. Dou Lin'an looked at the Heavenly Tomb Island and let out a sigh of admiration.
Long Hao went some further, he took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and then shouted to the Heavenly Tomb, "Old man, Senior Brother Mo, father, mother, Bai Su, I came to see you!"
Its voice is dull, rolling like thunder, and it has a sad taste.
"Come on, come on, what are you roaring at? ”
As Long Hao's voice fell, an extremely dissatisfied voice responded, needless to say, it was also Xiang Wentian's guy.
Soon, figures appeared from the dense mountain forest and climbed to the top of a mountain.
Looking at it, Mo is extraordinary and heroic, the wind lotus snuggles beside him, and the two of them smile lightly, full of happiness.
The dragon hero, Ji Cai'er, is also standing together, they have a good complexion, and they seem to be doing well in this heavenly tomb.
Ji Xue and Bai Su are still beautiful and moving, falling out of the dust.
Only Xiang Wentian, that sloppy appearance, like a beggar on the street, standing with a grin.
Sweeping everyone at a glance, Long Hao smiled faintly, and then said to Dou Lin'an: "Dou Lao, you see that sloppy old man who doesn't want to be unwanted, is my teacher, that is, the Shen Botian of the Shen clan, and the senior brother of the Huangquan monk, Daotian." ”
As Long Hao's Dao revealed his identity to the sky, Dou Lin'an's left palm was slightly raised, and when the Xuan Gong was running, the power of the entire left palm immortal martial arts converged and gradually became transparent.
Seeing this scene, Long Hao and the others frowned slightly, and in their incomprehension, Xiang Wentian in the Heavenly Tomb also frowned slightly, and raised his left palm to make it transparent.
This is the Heavenly Dao Seal, the best identity symbol of the Divine Clan!
Looking at Xiang Wentian, who also displayed the Heavenly Dao Seal, Dou Lin'an bent his knees, knelt directly in the void, and saluted Xiang Wentian with a fist, "Shen Lin'an, the god clan of the god clan, meet the predecessors of Botian!"
Xiang Wentian sighed, and said very ashamedly: "Get up, senior, I can't stand it." ”
"No, you are the great hero of the God Clan, the first warrior, and the benchmark for all of us in the God Clan back then!" Dou Lin'an's voice was sonorous.
"Oh, benchmark, first warrior, what a sarcastic word to find me?"
Xiang Wentian muttered to himself, and the old face was full of bitter self-deprecation.
Back then, under the cover of the God Clan, he rushed out of the sealed land, threatening that within a thousand years, he would definitely destroy the Great Thousand Heavenly Sect and break through the Heavenly Dao.
But now, thousands of years have passed, and I haven't done it, and those people of the God Clan who left in order to cover themselves can't be resurrected, and they are the ones who have caused them!
In his memories, Xiang Wentian closed his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "How many people are there in our God Clan?"
This sentence was very heavy to ask Wentian, his voice was very deep, and his heart was even heavier than words!
He longs for the answer, but he also dreads for it!
"And, two people, plus you, and three. Dou Lin'an responded, his voice very soft.
"Heh, heh, hehe, what a big race, haha"
Xiang Wentian laughed, his voice full of sadness, but also infinite anger.
Looking at Xiang Wentian, who was full of grief and self-blame, Long Hao frowned, and then said loudly: "Old man Xiang, what are you laughing at?
Xiang Wentian looked at Long Hao, "I'm laughing, my own uselessness, the number of three people in the Compassion God Clan!"
Long Hao pursed his lips, "Nonsense, the God Clan obviously has hundreds of millions of people, don't you know?"
"Billions of people, you know a fart!" roared to Wentian, he was in a very low mood.
Long Hao raised his eyebrows, then pointed at Yan Tong, Long Shen, Sun Shengtian and others, and said, "They, I, Senior Brother Mo, and everyone in the Haoqi Alliance are all members of the Divine Clan!"
As Long Hao's voice fell, Mo Feifei came to Xiang Wentian's side, "Boss Xiang, what Long Hao said is right, we can all be members of the God Clan, so don't be sad." ”
Xiang Wentian looked around at everyone and muttered, "I'm blaming myself, those people of the God Clan who died will never be resurrected again. ”
Mo Feifei glanced at Xiang Wentian and whispered: "Boss Xiang, you can just be sad, it's a bit contrived to continue like this." ”
Hearing Mo Feifei's words, he kicked out directly to Wentian, "you, can't you let the old man be sad for a while?"
"Okay, go grieving. Mo Feifei rubbed the place where he was kicked, twisted and walked away, and went to find Fenglian to comfort.
Such a scene provoked a faint smile from Long Hero, Bai Su and others.
Outside the Heavenly Tomb, Dou Lin'an frowned slightly, as if he was stunned by this change in Xiang Wentian.
Long Hao smiled lightly, "Old Dou, don't mind, my teacher is such a strange person." ”
"I can see that the real sadness in his eyes, so big, is just a cover-up. Dou Lin'an whispered, and then stood up under Long Hao's pull.
In the Heavenly Tomb, Xiang Wentian put away his previous sorrow, he glanced at Long Hao and the others, and asked, "You are not working hard in the world, what are you doing here?"
Long Hao replied: "Old man, we don't want to come back, but your junior brother, if you have to kill the Haoqi Alliance, I can only come back, and because I have to pull someone who can fight." ”
As Long Hao said this, Xiang Wentian suddenly frowned, "You mean Huangquan?"
"It's not him. Long Hao nodded.
"Where is he now?Did he kill the core of the Haoqi Alliance?" asked Wen Tian, his voice very deep.
Listening to Xiang Wentian's low words, Long Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "Dou Lao's action, Huangquan Jushi failed to hurt any of us, and his ending is naturally not very good. ”
Looking at Long Hao, Xiang Wentian took a deep breath, frowned, and sighed: "Hey, he still hasn't been able to get lost after all, maybe the fall is the best ending for him!"
Long Hao muttered: "Old man Xiang, your junior brother is against you everywhere and wants to kill you, how good is it that he died, what do you feel about?"
Xiang Wentian shook his head, "In my door, you are not a senior brother, so naturally you don't understand some things, for example, if you want to kill the extraordinary, how can the extraordinary really meet you in life and death?"
"This Senior Brother Mo will definitely not kill me. Long Hao scratched the back of his head and looked at Mo Feifei's body.
This senior brother is the most competent and the closest person to Long Hao! Xiang Wentian said: "This is the same reason, although Huangquan is evil, how can I, as a senior brother, kill him except to suppress and persuade him? Brotherhood, you have it, I also have it."