The Linghu family is located in the east of Bianzhou Mansion, echoing the Lingtian Palace in the west. The two forces, which were supposed to live in harmony, fell into a delicate relationship because of an incident more than 20 years ago.

In fact, the Linghu family also knew that if Ling Tiangong wanted to level the Linghu family, it was just a matter of waving his hand. But Ling Tiangong wanted to save face after all, and refused to wipe his face to bully a family that had no power to fight back, so that the fox family could survive.

But how difficult is it to survive in the cracks? The backer of the Holy Gate has also been usurped by others, and maybe they will have to settle accounts after the autumn. All the people in the Ling Fox family were terrified, for fear that one day a catastrophe would come. As a result, the huge number of families twenty years ago has almost been empty after twenty years, and only a few hundred people are scattered within a radius of 100 miles, making the fox family exist in name only.

Linghu Wenqian looked at the barren fertile field, which was already covered with grass, and couldn't help but feel sentimental. Ling Hu Heng didn't expect that the big family in Ling Hu Wenqian's mouth would actually be defeated like this.

Xiong Heng frowned: "This is the Linghu family, why is it so desolate." ”

The wind and thunderstorm are relatively well-informed, although I really want to help secretly, but for the sake of the big plan, I still can't bear it. He sighed: "Its rise is also vigorous, its death is also sudden, there is no family in the world that can last forever, so that the fox family can last for thousands of years, it is already very remarkable." ”

When Linghu Heng heard this, he seemed to have some understanding, and stood in place and thought about it, but he couldn't catch anything, and he was stunned for a while.

Xiong Heng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go." Lao Tzu also wants to go and see your father, what kind of person can give birth to you as a demon. ”

Ling Hu Heng came back to his senses and gave him a blank look. But he did not routinely raise the bar with him. Since yesterday, Ling Huheng's words have been very few, so little that Xiong Heng is a little unaccustomed to it, and he has hollowed out his mind to quarrel with him, but Ling Huheng always ignores it, which makes Xiong Heng very hurt.

Everyone walked more than ten miles before they saw a Zhuangzi with white walls and green tiles. There is a bit of vicissitudes in the quaintness. Ling Hu Wenqian touched the scene, and tears unconsciously burst out of her eyes.

Ling Hu Heng was in a complicated mood, and the moment he saw Zhuangzi, he wanted to turn around and run away. He was afraid to see his people. Since he was a child, he thought he was lonely, but he was told that there were still relatives alive, and he didn't know how to face this emotion. It's hatred. Or acceptance?

Not much. Everyone has already come outside the Zhuangzi. When he approached, Ling Hu Heng found that the white wall was mottled, revealing a color of decay that could not be hidden. The fallen leaves in front of the door were already piled up more than a foot high, and an old man with a broom was weakly sweeping the fallen leaves.

When everyone came to him, he found that he was looking at Linghu Wenqian in the crowd in a daze with cloudy eyes. "Miss, is that you?"

Linghu Wenqian's eyes were red. Nodding his head, he said, "Fauber, how do you do the work of such a handyman, and what about the others?"

Fauber was excited like a child, and shouted, "Go and inform the master of the house, the young lady is back!"

It took several shouts before I faintly heard a voice coming from Zhuangzi. Fu Bo bowed down tremblingly and said, "Miss, it's good for you to come back, the head of the family hasn't been talking for a day, where have you been all these years?"

Linghu Wenqian said: "I'm all taking refuge, it's a long story......

Fauber didn't seem to hear it, and muttered, "It's good to come back, this is always Miss's home! ”

After babbling a lot of words, Fu Bo found that there were still people standing behind Linghu Wenqian, and hurriedly said: "Little Lao'er's ears are not good, and even his eyes are not very good, it is really a sin to snub the distinguished guests, please in the village." ”

It turned out that Linghu Wenqian had said so much in vain, and Fu Bo's ears were already half-deaf, so he naturally couldn't hear such a whisper.

Under the leadership of Fu Bo, Ling Hu Heng stepped into this Zhuangzi for the first time in his life, where he was supposed to grow up.

At this moment, there was an old man, standing alone on the steps of the main hall, looking at them in a daze.

Linghu Wenqian also looked at the old man blankly, and the two didn't know what to say for a while.

After a long time, the old man spoke: "It's good to come back, the Linghu family is nothing, but I can still afford to raise you......"

Linghu Wenqian never thought that the stubborn, stubborn, and healthy father in her memories would actually age to such a point, with white hair and a wrinkled face, if he was thrown on the street, he might think he was a homeless old man.

Linghu Wenqian spit out two words for a while: "Daddy......"

Ling Huheng looked at the old man in front of him, this person he should call grandpa. Xin said: "This is my relative, it's a little better than I imagined......"

The head of the Linghu family also noticed the comer, and said loudly: "Ah Qian, these people are ......" Suddenly, he found Linghu Heng standing in front of him, his heart jumped suddenly, and he said in his heart: "Is it really him?"

Linghu Wenqian put away her tears and introduced the two sides, and when Xiong Heng was introduced, the head of the Linghu family was stunned for a moment and said, "You are the leader of the Xiong sect?"

Xiong Heng laughed and said, "If it's fake, my family!"

The head of the Linghu family didn't expect that the Linghu family, which was originally full of birds, would suddenly come to such a big person, and he was stunned for a while. Linghu Wenqian rescued the scene and said: "Daddy, let's talk about specific things when we enter the house." ”

The head of the Linghu family came back to his senses and led everyone into the main hall before he tentatively asked, "This little brother, can you tell the old man your name?"

Linghu Wenqian put away her sadness and said with a little pride: "Daddy, you would never have thought that he is the son of the eldest brother, surnamed Linghu, and his single name is Heng!"

The guess in the heart of the head of the Linghu family was confirmed, and under the surprise, his mind was dizzy for a while, his eyes were dark, and his body fell forward involuntarily, but fortunately, Linghu Heng's eyes quickly helped him.

The main body of the Linghu family is light, which Ling Huheng didn't expect, such a tall person, who is actually skinny and skinny, Linghu Heng didn't know why his nose was sore, and he shouted: "Grandpa......"

The head of the Linghu family stabilized his body, and then said excitedly: "Okay, good, good boy, let grandpa see you." ”

After looking at it for a long time, the head of the Linghu family muttered, "Like, really like." Alas, it's all my fault, if it weren't for the ...... back then."

Linghu Wenqian interrupted: "Daddy, don't blame yourself, what happened back then was not so simple!"

The head of the Linghu family frowned and said, "You mean Xiaotian's death, there is another hidden secret?"

Ling Hu Heng told everything he knew, and the head of the Ling Hu family was stunned in place, and only after a long time did he smile bitterly: "A small jade slip actually made the huge Ling Hu family ruined, haha, self-inflicted, can't live!"

Xiong Heng interjected: "Boy, I know you want to take revenge, but don't forget, Ling Tiangong's strength is not just what it looks like on the surface, it can't be compared to the Medicine God Valley!"

How could Ling Hu Heng not know the difference, but as a son of man, he didn't avenge his father, and he was a man in vain! Ling Hu Heng said lightly: "You want to say that you will help me after helping you regain the position of the master of the sect, right?"

Xiong Heng was going to be broken by him in his heart, so he laughed a little or twice, and said: "You and my grandson are cousins, who will Lao Tzu help you if you don't help?"

Linghu Heng ignored him and said to the head of the Linghu family: "Grandpa, where is my father's tomb, I want to go and pay respects." ”

The head of the fox family looked at the heroic grandson in front of him with relief, and Lao Huai said with relief: "Don't worry, don't worry, wait until grandpa and you have visited the ancestral hall." ”

Linghu Heng thought to himself: "This is to recognize the ancestors and return to the ancestors, right?" He did not say anything to object, and silently followed the head of the Linghu family for a few miles, and came to the ancestral shrine outside the village.

After a set of tedious confessions and ancestors, Ling Hu Hengcai said, "Now you can go and worship my father, right?"

Seeing that her father was tired, Linghu Wenqian said, "Ah Heng, I'll take you there." Your mother is also buried in the ancestral grave, so you can see them together. ”

When Ling Huheng heard this, he nodded silently, and said secretly in his heart: "Father-in-law, father, mother, as soon as the matter here is over, the child will seek justice for you, you should take a good look!" Thinking of this, he clenched his fists, and the murderous aura had been condensed in his eyes. (To be continued......)