Chapter 693 Blood Book [Plus More Two] "Hum!"

Excalibur. The constant shaking swayed out a halo visible to the naked eye, the inexplicable rhyme spread, and the bright divine light was eye-catching.

The old people burst into tears, whimpered in their mouths, and bowed down to the imperial soldiers, as if they were welcoming the return of the imperial soldiers, and they were very sincere.

This is the foundation of the Feng family, without it, the Feng family cannot stand on the peak!

The time lasted for a long time, and on the scene, Feng Hao and the girl were still standing, and the other dozen or so old people were already crying excitedly.

The sincerity of the old people, Feng Hao saw it in his eyes, his heart shook, and a deep guilt swelled up.

Everything is because of the loss of the imperial soldiers!

After the loss of the imperial soldiers, the entire Feng family was supported by these old people, without their hard work, today's Feng family would have collapsed long ago!

They are very hard, mainly, or mentally, every day, they have to be frightened, family members have no sense of security, the loss of the imperial soldier is equivalent to the loss of spiritual support!

Now, the imperial soldiers have finally returned, and the emotions of the old people have been completely released, and the imperial soldiers are also like psychic, rippling out a rhyme, which seems to be comforting these old people, so that they can slowly calm down their floating moods!

"Woo!"

Infected by the emotions of the old people, the girl also cried with red eyes, snuggled up to the old woman, and constantly comforted her.

After a long time, the old people's emotions settled down, and at this time, their eyes were on Feng Hao, and suddenly, their eyes showed a look of doubt.

Feng Hao was too strange to them, but the strange thing was that now the imperial soldiers seemed to be in his hands, which made the old antiques stunned, not understanding what was going on.

After taking a closer look, this young man's cultivation turned out to be only at the second level of the first realm of Wuzun, and the martial yuan in his body was just ordinary, and he didn't even have attributes!

This made them all a little unacceptable, because they knew in their hearts that if there was someone who could hold the imperial soldiers, they must be the emperor without a doubt, otherwise, even people of their level would not be able to control the imperial soldiers so easily!

How could a person with an imperial vein be a martial artist at such an age?

This made them a little confused.

Then, their eyes swept across the wind, stopped slightly, and at the end, their eyes were on the third elder, looking forward to his explanation.

Because, this person appeared here with the three elders, and there is no doubt that it must be related to the three elders!

"Third child, what happened, who is this young man?"

An old man of the same age as the third elder opened his mouth and asked the third elder, while the other old men were all expecting his answer.

Whether it is a person of the emperor's vein or an imperial soldier, for the Feng family, it is extremely important, the right hand and the right hand, both are indispensable, and the young man in front of him has both, that is, to become the pillar of the Feng family!

And it is this person who wants to become the pillar, they don't know where they come from, and they don't even know each other, how can they be embarrassed by these family elders?

"Whew!"

The third elder exhaled deeply, and after suppressing the excitement in his heart, he looked at Feng Heng and said slowly, "This matter, let's let Feng Heng explain it, he knows better than me!"

The old man obviously did this on purpose, he wanted this branch to rise again, into the eyes of the clansmen, and to eliminate those unnecessary exclusion and indifference.

As soon as he said this, the eyes of the elders naturally fell on Feng Heng's body, and suddenly, their brows were slowly wrinkled, and even a few old people wanted to say something, but the cautious appearance of the three elders they saw was still not said in the end, but there was still a different color in the eyes.

For these, the third elder only sighed in his heart, and he knew that it would take a long time for everyone to give up their prejudice against this branch.

"Elders. ”

Feng Heng first threw a grateful glance at the three elders, then straightened his waist and arched his hand towards the elders, not caring about the strange gazes of those old men, but said with a little trill, "This junior is the descendant of my branch Feng Rebellion ancestor, Feng Hao!"

"What?!"

"Descendants of the Wind Rebellion Ancestors?!"

"How is this possible? Isn't it true that the Wind Rebellion Ancestor hasn't fallen yet?"

A short sentence suddenly made the old people look confused, and they all exclaimed in surprise, and their eyes were full of astonishment and surprise, as well as deep shock.

Feng Rebellion is undoubtedly a person who everyone in the Feng family loves and hates, he is talented, and his achievements surpass the emperors of the Feng family, and all the clansmen at that time regarded him as the person who was most likely to become the emperor, so the imperial soldiers were in charge of him.

It can be seen how much the elders of the Feng family valued Feng Rebellion at that time, and directly regarded him as the hope of the future and rise of the Feng family!

However, he disappeared for no reason, and disappeared with the imperial soldiers

This undoubtedly cut off the future and hope of the Feng family, and more importantly, it also made the Feng family, who had lost the imperial soldiers, go lonely from then on.

"What the hell is going on?"

The old man who had just spoken locked his gaze on Feng Heng and asked in a deep voice.

In everyone's opinion, the wind rebellion should have fallen in a forbidden place back then, because all the forces have regulations, and the saint must not be born to ensure the peace of the world, otherwise, the continent will collapse again, and even the Tianwu Continent will cease to exist, then, everyone will only have a dead end!

If the saint is not born, who else can leave behind the wind and rebellion that was already the peak of great power, the imperial vein, and held the imperial soldiers?

Now, with such a sudden appearance of a descendant of the wind rebellion, they naturally can't figure it out.

If the wind is alive, why doesn't he come back?

"Elders, this is my suicide note from my ancestors!"

Feng Heng took out the blood book written by Feng Cheng and handed it to the old man who spoke.

The old man held the blood book, looking at the blood words written on it one by one, slowly, tears appeared in his eyes, and his hands holding the blood book were also trembling slightly.

The end of the hero, what can I do?!

Then, this blood book was passed in the hands of every old man, and after reading it, their expressions were gloomy and sad, and even a few of them burst into tears.

The meaning left on the blood book made them feel as if they were in the scene, and they personally felt the mood of the wind at that time, and that feeling made their hearts feel like a big stone, and even breathing was a little difficult.

Pain, torment, helplessness!

At this time, they did not blame, only a deep sigh!