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Although she didn't really want to go back to God's Capital and didn't dare to face Chen Zhengxing, but in front of her saints and ancestors, she naturally had no room to resist and was quickly taken away.
As a result, when she arrived at Shendu and entered the Fuyou Tiangong, what she saw was an unbelievable scene:
Her son, Chen Qingyu, sat grandly at the head of the throne, but the Ninth Patriarch of the Chen Clan sat below him, and his status was clearly reversed.
Even more shocking:
The patriarch of the Spirit Race, the majestic Sage of Transmutation, actually nodded and bowed to Chen Qingyu, with great respect, what did he call him "Leader"!
"This, this is..."
In Ling Qiuxia's heart, she was inexplicably afraid.
This outrageous scene obviously couldn't be real, it must have been some powerful enemy's illusion that she had unknowingly.
"Who is going to kill me?"
"Who can bypass the ancestral tree and the court's magic circle? Could it be that someone inside the court wants to harm me?"
Her heart was in such a mess that she stood there in a daze for a while.
"Mother!"
Chen Qingyu took two steps forward, gently held her hand, and said with a slight smile:
"Our family can finally be reunited..."
Chapter 518 The Final Reunion!
"reunion……?"
These two words obviously touched Ling Qiuxia.
She came back to her senses, couldn't help but carefully looked at Chen Qingyu in front of her, and said with some hesitation:
"You... are you really Qingyu? Didn't I fall under the illusion?"
Chen Qingyu laughed dumbly and said:
"Mother, you think too much."
"I'm your son as if it were a fake. Where did the illusion come from?"
Hearing this, Ling Qiuxia couldn't help whispering:
"But... but my ancestor of the Spirit Race, how could he be so respectful to you, and even call you 'Leader'..."
"Cough cough!"
The spirit clan patriarch at the side coughed dryly twice, and said seriously:
"Qiuxia, you don't know something."
"Your son, Qingyu, is already the leader jointly elected by the Holy Land Alliance, governing the holy lands and commanding all the saints."
"what?"
Ling Qiuxia was taken aback, her eyes were a little dazed:
"This... I really didn't fall into the illusion? The Holy Land Alliance?"
"Holy Land Alliance, why would my Qing Yu be the leader? Isn't this a joke?"
The Holy Land Alliance has been a widely spread concept for more than half a year, so she has naturally heard of it.
But the problem is:
In her memory, Chen Qingyu was still the weak son who had just passed the blood exchange ceremony and was promoted to the Real Astral Realm more than a year ago.
Even though he has the reputation of being the No. [-] genius in the ages, and once shined brilliantly in the Longmen Ceremony, but it has only been more than a year, and he can't match the Saint of Extreme Transformation!
How could he suddenly become the leader of all the holy lands? !
This is too outrageous!
"Ugh……"
Chen Qingyu helplessly covered his forehead and sighed.
He finally understands now that sometimes it is not a good thing to soar too fast in strength, the impression is always easily subverted, and he has to explain repeatedly.
In the end, with a look of his eyes, he handed over this arduous task to the ancestors of the Spirit Race.
The ancestor of the Lingzu understood, and immediately began to talk about Chen Qingyu's "glorious deeds".
What defeated Tianchen Sage King with one punch, what turned the tide and turned the tide of battle, what ascended to the second divine realm, recognized future emperor...
In short, after a series of narration, Ling Qiuxia was completely confused.
"This this……"
After confirming again and again that she hadn't suffered from the illusion, she finally reluctantly accepted this fact.
If someone else said it, she might not believe it.
But as far as her ancestors, the majestic extreme transformation saints, she couldn't even disbelieve her ancestors, could she?
"so……"
She came back to her senses and looked at Chen Qingyu with extremely complicated eyes:
"Qing Yu, have you really become the second Yuan Emperor?"
Chen Qingyu shook his head:
"I'm still far behind. I'm just the leader of the Holy Land Alliance, and I haven't reached the day when I will rule the world."
"At most, he can be regarded as a little Yuan Emperor."
As he spoke, he took Ling Qiuxia's hand and said with a slight smile:
"Mom, let's go home first."
"Father has been waiting for you for more than 60 years..."
Ling Qiuxia trembled all over, and subconsciously wanted to speak, to say something.
"Stop!"
Chen Qingyu took the lead and said repeatedly:
"Don't mention those words in the past."
"Father never complained about you. Before his holy ceremony, he said that if you refused to come to the capital, he would go and beg you in person."
When Ling Qiuxia heard this, her expression changed slightly:
"He really said that?"
"Yup!"
Chen Qingyu nodded:
"If you don't believe me, you can ask him yourself."
"This……"
Ling Qiuxia still hesitated, but Chen Qingyu made a decisive decision, pulled her up, and drove away at a fast speed.
"Ha ha……"
Looking at the light of their departure, Jiuzu smiled slightly and said with emotion:
"It's been more than 60 years, it's not easy."
"It wasn't until Qing Yu became No. 1 in the barren land that their family was finally reunited."
The ancestor of the Spirit Race beside him also had a complicated expression on his face, and left silently.
…………
Shendu, Central District.
Chen Qingyu dragged his mother, Ling Qiuxia, and galloped all the way down, and soon arrived near his own home.
"and many more!"
Seeing the familiar gate of the courtyard, Ling Qiuxia immediately wanted to withdraw her hand:
"I'm not ready yet..."
"Oh!"
The courtyard door was suddenly knocked open!
Chen Zhengxing rushed out of the courtyard with a look of excitement, and saw Ling Qiuxia in the sky at a glance.
Ling Qiuxia also saw him, her whole body froze immediately, and she wanted to turn her head subconsciously.
"Qiuxia..."
Chen Zhengxing rushed up instantly and hugged her into his arms, his voice choked with sobs.
Ling Qiuxia's body softened in an instant, and she also hugged him, and the two lines flowed down coldly and soundlessly.
The two embraced and wept.
"..."
At the gate of the courtyard, Ling Shuangxue crept out, seeing this scene, her eyes widened immediately.
Chen Qingyu quickly put a finger up in front of his mouth, making a "hush" gesture.
Ling Shuangxue understood immediately, and together with Chen Qingyu, she left this place quietly, leaving everything to her parents who had been reunited for a long time.
After the two are far away:
"Qing Yu!"
Ling Shuangxue held him back, and said seriously:
"Thank you."
"Thank me for what?"
Chen Qingyu spread his hands and said seriously:
"That's my wish too, isn't it?"
"Our family was finally reunited, and we will never be separated again."
"Um……"
Ling Shuangxue nodded, just when she was about to say something.
"Ok?"
Chen Qingyu turned his head suddenly, saw a familiar figure, and frowned slightly:
"Ancestor of the Spirit Race? Why are you following me?"
The patriarch of the Spirit Race smiled awkwardly, leaned forward, and said in a low voice:
"I have an unfeeling request, and I want to ask the leader."
Chen Qingyu's expression moved slightly, and he said:
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
The patriarch of the Lingzu took a deep breath, lowered his head and said:
"The old man begs the lord, it seems that your mother's blood is tied..."
"In the future... if the leader of the alliance takes action in the future, can he only punish the leader?"
Chen Qingyu narrowed his eyes when he heard the words.
No wonder, no wonder the patriarch of the Spirit Race became so respectful towards him, looking like a nodding dog.
Anyway, he is also a saint of extreme change, even if he faces the future emperor, he will not be like this.
It turned out that this was the real reason.
"Presumably, he is not the only one who guessed that I would do the liquidation in the future..."
He looked at the ancestor of the Spirit Race in front of him in a low voice, and said lightly: