Fourth update)

The information was like the wind, and the news of the return of the Shenweihou quickly spread throughout the Dongyuan City and even rushed to all parts of the world. Just as the undercurrents in the Dongyuan City and the forces from all sides were thinking about countermeasures, Xie Ying was leading Xie Zhi and Xie Lie to return home.

Along the way, the spacious and prosperous streets gradually disappeared, the pavilions and halls gradually disappeared, while there were more and more simple bungalows, and the streets became narrower and narrower. The clothes and dresses of the people you see became more and more crude and simple.

If there is a slum in Dongyuan City, Xie Ying completely believes that this is the case.

As the journey continued, Xie Ying's face became heavier and heavier. Although more and more people greeted him and more people pointed at him, it can be speculated that these were all from the Xie clan, but for ten years, Xie Ying could no longer call out the other party's name, and even her appearance seemed familiar. In addition, she was very thoughtful, so she simply silently.

Such an atmosphere made Xie Lie and Xie Zhi gradually nervous and depressed, and their cheeks gradually sweated. Even the young Xie Yu was well-behaved and silent, and the others were speechless all the way.

Behind every prosperous and prosperous place, there are dirty and poor places.

Xie Ying knew this very well, but if his family and relatives set off the negatives of the prosperous city, it would definitely be something that Xie Ying would never accept. Moreover, the construction of this city is probably built by himself. The crowd that should have been the owner has now become a group of people abandoned by the city and lived in vain. How can Xie Ying accept this?

“Here…here”

Until an area where the houses are continuous, the walls are shared, the debris is piled up, and the smell is filled, Xie Zhi, who was walking in the front, stopped in front of a house, looked at Xie Ying with a sound like a mosquito and said.

"arrive"

Along the way, Xie Ying was mentally prepared and looked around the surrounding environment. Suddenly, the corner of her mouth tugged, and said with a faint smile:

"It seems that the managers in Dongyuan City are doing well in government affairs. These houses should have been built for about five years, and they are considered new houses."

Xie Lie and Xie Zhiqi's eyelids twitched, and they quickly looked at each other, lowered their heads and dared not speak, and their faces turned pale.

Xie Ying was right. The houses in this area were indeed newly built five years ago, but they were specially built to accommodate poor people, refugees, refugees and other groups.

Ten years ago, although Xiejia Village was poor and remote, every household had a wide house, spacious and bright. Xie Ying's family even had a large courtyard, at least three or four hundred square meters.

Nowadays, houses have only been newly built for five years, but each household has a residential area of ​​only thirty or forty square meters, and there is no one patrol to maintain public security, environmental protection, etc. It is no different from a place where garbage is placed.

At this time, Xie Ying and his group had followed thousands of people unknowingly, and there were naturally eyewitnesses from various forces, but most of them were Xie Ying's clan members who recognized Xie Ying. Although Xie Ying's fellow generation had entered middle age, Ying's generation was already old, and Huai Lao's generation was not much left, Xie Ying's appearance had not changed, and the rising heart of the Xie family had not changed.

Xie Ying never said a word along the way, but they still followed silently, with a complicated mood that they could not even tell the difference.

Xie Ying and his group stopped at Xie Tanying and Han He's residence, which immediately attracted the attention of the crowd around him. More and more people were leaving the room. The eyes of Xie Ying and his group looking at the brightly dressed in Xie Ying and his group were extremely strange, pointing and whispering one after another.

"master"

Seeing Xie Ying's face smiling, standing still, the four spirits who were quite spiritually connected to Xie Ying had a heavy face. Seeing that more and more people gathered, Qin Ling couldn't help but shouted quietly.

"call"

Xie Ying nodded, took a deep breath and looked at Xie Lie.

"It's next to this room where Mr. Han and his wife are."

Xie Lie's heart twitched, pointed to the house beside him and said, his eyes daring to look at Xie Ying.

"Um"

Xie Ying responded quietly, and walked slowly towards the house with heavy steps.

"Crack, Crack..."

The sound of hard objects shattered and shattered as Xie Ying walked by. Xie Ying walked by, and the ground was broken.

Step by step, step by step.

Everyone was shocked, but they all looked at Xie Ying quietly. The needle was heard, and it seemed that even their breathing had disappeared.

"Bang……"

Seeing Xie Ying coming to the front of the room, a loud noise started.

Xie Ying suddenly knelt down and quietly looked at the rough wooden door in front of him...

"ah……"

"Young Master (Master, Shadow)"

A burst of exclamations broke out and everyone was shocked.

The face that was as plain as the bottomless deep pool, a teardrop passed along the face that was carved by a knife and sword, and fell to the ground...

"Baola..."

A crystal clear scenery passed by, landed, shattered into millions, and crystal water splashed.

"master"

The four spirits sobbed and whimpered softly, and knelt down immediately after Xie Ying. Only those who were in touch with Xie Ying's heart could deeply understand the deep and peaceful Xie Ying's heart, and how deeply sadness and self-blame, guilt and anger were contained in Xie Ying's heart.

"Young Master"

Si Yuan's heart trembled, he took a few steps forward, and knelt down in a row behind Si Ling.

"sorry"

Xie Lie whispered in a low voice and knelt down. Xie Zhi looked at Xie Ying with complicated eyes, his heart was like a knife cut, and he followed him and bowed down.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A burst of dense and continuous objects fell to the ground, and countless people around him followed him to kneel down. The streets where people were originally bloated and densely shaped suddenly appeared.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

A depressed and dull cry sounded, and the sentimental person cried out directly.

They, they, the whole clan, waited for the people in front of them to return, and it was too hard to wait for too long.

...

For a moment, Feng Shaoyi, who was dressed in luxurious clothes and noble temperament, seemed to stand out from the crowd, but her heart trembled violently. Looking at the man who knelt in front of the shabby house and cried silently, in his heart...

Suddenly it went in chaos

At the hero conference, saints gathered, sages gathered, and influences gathered, but the man in front of him still could not show any weakness;

The throne of Western Chu and the reward of the Great Qin Dynasty. It still cannot make the man in front of him bend his knees in half.

The vast earth, thousands of troops, rain of guns, arrows, and sea of ​​blood, still cannot let the man in front of him retreat.

But he knelt down in a nameless city, a slum, and a simple house.

Who would have thought that the parents of the Shenweihou, who was so powerful in the world, actually lived in such a place?

However, everyone who follows the Lord of Shenwei kneels has a reason to kneel down.

Respect, hurt, blame, guilt, expect, expect, hope, hope, or begging...

But what is the reason for her, Feng Shaoyi, the princess of the Feng clan?

The Divine Marquis bent his knees, and there are countless meanings and countless storms behind him.

Feng Shaoyi, at this moment, suddenly became a little scared, and was so scared that she was confused.

...

A feeling of extreme sadness, self-blame, guilt suddenly burst out, sweeping across the world like a storm, and those who hear it were sad.

An extremely angry, iron-blooded, and crazy mood suddenly burst out, sweeping across the world like a storm, and those who heard it were shocked.

"Boom..."

"Crackling..."

A bolt from the blue, a burst of thunder rolling.

Suddenly, the wind and the sky changed color, the wind and clouds changed, and even the sky fell down, the sky was closer, and the sky was dark.

"The celestial phenomena? It turns out to be the celestial phenomena? Is he always hiding his strength? His psychological activities can actually trigger the celestial phenomena. No wonder he has always been so confident in dealing with the King of Western Chu and the Iron-blooded Qin. How does he exist?"

Feng Shaoyi was shocked. Unlike the four Yuan, Xie Lie, Xie Zhi and other Xie clan members, Feng Shaoyi knew very well what the celestial phenomena represented.

In ancient times, there was a crying in the city and blood crying in the rain.

How intimidating

But the things in front of you are not just feelings, which represents a force that overthrows the world and a preview of overthrowing the world.

Except for his parents, Feng Shaoyi, who had never bowed his knees, slowly knelt down during psychological struggle...

"What I kneel is the sky, what I kneel is the way of heaven, what I kneel is the heaven and earth, it has nothing to do with what I see."

Feng Shaoyi thought so in her heart, but even Feng Shaoyi himself didn't know what the truth was.

"Crack..."

A sound of the door opening was heard, and an old man with gray hair opened the door from the house next to him. He looked at the situation in front of him and then looked at the figure kneeling in front of him. His body shook, and he was stunned like a clay sculpture.

"Crack..."

With Xie Ying's eyes blindfolded, the door in front of her slowly opened, and an old man with a hunchbacked body, a long-lasting old man with white hair and beard appeared at the door.

First, he was shocked by the situation in front of him, and then his eyes fell on the front body, his body trembled and he was stunned.

"Ten years have passed, but it is just a dream for me; for monks, it is just a flash of fingers, but for ordinary people, how long it has been for ordinary people. Moreover, my father has become so old, not just wasted time. You can imagine the sadness of the rumors of his own fall for ten years, and you can imagine how hard it has been in the past ten years."

Looking at his father, whose facial features are vague but whose hair and beard are all white and old, Xie Ying's heart is broken and trembles.

A feeling of humidness erupted in the heart, a fire of burning the sky burst out in the soul, and a resentment of swallowing the sky rushed into the sky.
To be continued...