I Am Overlord mtl - Chapter 1142

[Twelve 1178th chapter grave kowtow]

Xiang Shaoyun told Xiang Feidong’s deeds to Xiang Youjing, which made Xiang Youjing burst into tears.

Although he didn’t quite believe what Xiang Shaoyun said, he had already accepted this statement in his heart.

“Xiang Feidong is the pride of our Xiang family. It is because of him that the Xiang family has survived. Of course, this is also my fault. This is the point,” Xiang Shaoyun said with incomparable emotion and remorse.

His eyes were full of deep nostalgia, Yao recalled the Xiang family’s army back then, Yao recalled the glory of the Xiang family, and the deep self-blame made him feel suffocated and uncomfortable.

To this day, he is finally repenting of his original decision. If he could think about his family at that time, maybe not so many people would die.

“You… are you really the ancestor of my Xiang Family Overlord?” Someone couldn’t help but tremble.

This is a saint who is so old that his blood is about to wither. He is the same generation as Xiang Youjing, but he also never participated in the war that year, but he is very close. He has heard of Xiang Dingtian’s deeds.

Xiang Shaoyun looked at the old sage with a sad look and said, “Yes, you can say no.”

After speaking, he ignored the people who came back and walked directly towards the Xiang family’s forbidden area.

His speed was super fast, and he was no longer in place in the blink of an eye, and went deep.

“What are you doing?” Xiang Youjing exclaimed, then followed.

He was injured by Xiang Shaoyun, but Xiang Shaoyun didn’t really take his life or seriously injured him, he was still able to keep up.

The other saints all chased after them, leaving only a group of Xiang family disciples who had not recovered.

“This… what’s going on? Could it be that he will still be transformed?” Xiang Lingyu said with a confused expression.

Xiang Zixuan also shook his head heavily and said, “I don’t know what’s going on with him. This world is too chaotic. I’ll go back and wake up!”

In any case, Xiang Zixuan couldn’t accept Xiang Shaoyun. The fact of Xiang Dingtian, and that combat power is too frightening, even the elders of their clan are not one-of-a-kind generals, which is a blow to his self-confidence.

Ji Honglei secretly said in her heart with a look of admiration, “Is this the most outstanding overlord of the Xiang family? It’s really charming and very attractive.” The

forbidden area of the Xiang family is the tomb of the Xiang family. The mausoleum is where the heroic spirits of the Xiang family are buried, and the heroes of the Xiang family are enshrined. No one is allowed to approach it at ordinary times.

Of course, the old saint who has reached the realm of Zhantian is also qualified to come and go here from time to time.

Xiang Shaoyun came directly to the tomb, looking at the eight tall and mighty statues currently cast, his eyes first fell on the statue of Xiang Dingtian, the sun and the moon on his head, the stars on his feet, and the Zhantian Dao, raised his head to ask the sky, with a look of contempt at the sky, really makes people feel worshipped.

Xiang Shaoyun looked at him as if he had seen himself in his previous life. The two were almost the same, and he didn’t know who made the god statue for him to make it look like this.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes fell in front of the other seven statues, and he knelt down heavily, and then kowtowed heavily to the seven ancestors.

Boom!

Xiang Shaoyun fell heavily on the ground every time he knocked, and the ground made a dull sound.

The Xiang family saints who chased behind watched this scene, and no one dared to come forward to disturb them. They could feel Xiang Shaoyun’s true kneeling heart, which was definitely not fake.

After Xiang Shaoyun kowtowed three times to each statue, he got up and continued towards the tomb.

Soon, before he came to a tomb, his eyes trembled when he looked at the tomb, and then he reached out and stroked the tombstone, as if he was stroking the body of his relatives. Gentle, so attentive.

Everyone in the Xiang family knew that the tomb was the tomb of Xiang Dingtian’s biological parents, and Xiang Shaoyun’s actions made them think that he was Xiang Dingtian even more.

If Xiang Shaoyun was not Xiang Dingtian, how could he recognize this tomb, and how could he have acted like this?

After a while, Xiang Shaoyun kowtowed to the grave again seriously.

He didn’t say anything because he didn’t know what to say anymore.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up and searched among these graves again.

Soon, he came to a tomb in a remote corner, where the most important people of the Xiang family were not buried, only those who were included in the genealogy.

There are many people buried here, it is the Xiang family army who died in battle. They sweated and bleed for the Xiang family, but in the end they only ended up with a cup of natural yellow.

Xiang Shaoyun took out a jar of wine and shouted at the graves, “The Xiang family will never be defeated. The Xiang family members are the strongest. Brothers, we drank this cup together.”

After that, Xiang Shaoyun looked up to the sky .

After taking a sip of wine, the wine splashed his shirt, and he didn’t care anymore.

Afterwards, he poured the wine from the jar toward the ground and sprinkled it on these graves.

The Xiang family looked at Xiang Shaoyun’s figure so desolate and lonely, but they couldn’t come forward and say anything to him.

Xiang Shaoyun stood here for an hour before turning around and walking out.

In a blink of an eye, he came to the Xiang Family Hall again. Looking at the familiar scene here, everything was shaking like yesterday, and it seemed that nothing had changed much.

This hall is built like a palace, and it looks extravagant. Twelve dragon pillars stand on the top of the sky, and on the tile roof there are sculptures of divine birds and beasts. Many auspicious spirits rise up, which looks extremely noble, and there is a purple divine stone. Suspended above the roof, it emits bright thunder and lightning all the time.

? ?t5緷?w?2(‘t??m8{?[k??}m?i5u?4 There are two holy-level thunder beasts guarding in front of the main hall. Don’t dare to act rashly, they can lure a dangerous atmosphere from it, and at the same time have a smell of Xiang family blood.

Xiang Shaoyun didn’t stay for long, and stepped directly into the hall.

There is an incomparably wide space inside, I feel It’s like being placed in another space, which makes people feel comfortable.

The interior of the hall is resplendently decorated, and when you look around, every place is specially made of high-grade materials, and it looks so noble and extraordinary, mortals come here. He was so inferior that he didn’t dare to move.

Xiang Shaoyun looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the main seat, the top-level dragon chair, exuding a golden purple color, which made people fascinated

. The dream of the emperor has become a shadow of yesterday, what are you still doing?” Xiang Shaoyun sighed softly.

He walked towards the dragon chair step by step, but before he took a few steps, his eyes darkened and he was completely dizzy. Overturned

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