Douluo's Long Night

Chapter 21 Xu Huangchen

The heavy carved gold door closed heavily behind him.

Xu Junfang followed the soldiers leading the way around the second floor of the spacious and complex Wuhun Hall until he reached another thick brown-golden gate.

There were also two heavily armored soldiers guarding the door.

"arrive."

"Thank you."

Xu Junfang nodded his thanks.

The soldier nodded, and walked back solemnly with a long gun in his hand.

Before entering, Xu Junfang waved the badge again to the two guards, and they called the bishop directly.

Xu Junfang took a deep breath and knocked on the door with the back of his hand.

A familiar yet unfamiliar bass came out,
"Enter."

Xu Junfang opened the door and entered, and what he saw was the extremely spacious platinum main classroom.

Sitting on the platinum chair in the middle of the room is a dignified old man.

The wall behind the chair is a huge glass with various wall stripes, through which you can directly see the outside situation.

There are steps from the gate to the seat. On the left and right sides are two reclining golden walls, and the second half is a gray wall carved with a huge statue of a martial spirit in platinum. Exquisite chandeliers hang from the roof.

The sunlight shines into the room through the glass behind, and some wall patterns on the glass and the platinum bishop's seat block part of the sunlight, and the black shadow of the chair extends straight to the front of Xu Junfang, creating a kind of aura of the platinum bishop's aloofness .

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

Xu Huangchen asked in a deep voice.

He has worked in Wuhundian for many years, and he has never seen such a black-robed dwarf.

This is not normal.

Grandpa's voice stopped Xu Junfang's footsteps, and he came to the outermost step.

Xu Junfang pushed back the black robe on his head, revealing his immature face.

This move attracted Xu Huangchen's great attention. He raised his eyes that had been staring at the copywriting on the table before, and stared directly at Xu Junfang.

Xu Junfang was three years old when he was taken away, but Xu Junfang's identity can still be discerned from his six-year-old face now.

"You are…"

The beard on Xu Huangchen's face trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Grandpa, I am your grandson Xu Junfang!"

"Bold! How dare you pretend to be my relative? How did you enter the Spirit Temple!?"

Ever since Xu Huangchen's son and daughter-in-law died and his grandson disappeared without a trace, the term "relatives" has become his obsession.

Now when he suddenly heard the person in front of him mention his poor grandson, Xu Huangchen's anger surged up.

"Grandpa, I'm really Junfang Xu. I was captured to the extreme north three years ago. This is the token of the bishop. If you don't believe me, take a look."

Speaking of which, Xu Junfang first took out his late father Xu Wanggong's cardinal token, and then took out half of his mother Luo Feixue's ring from the soul guide.

Xu Junfang held the two keepsakes high above his head, the sunlight shone on the token and the ring, and the warm light reflected into Xu Huangchen's heart.

Xu Huangchen's eyes were wide open, he quickly walked down from the seat, walked down the steps in a few strides, and hurriedly walked in front of Xu Junfang, looking at the two keepsakes excitedly.

Xu Huangchen took the token and the ring from Xu Junfang's hands, rubbed his fingers on them affectionately, and murmured: "It's really Wang Gong's token, really, and Feixue's ring, I...I ..."

Unbelievable warmth filled his heart, he was too afraid that this was fake, he was too scared!

Xu Huangchen looked at Xu Junfang with fiery eyes and said, "Even so, you and I still have to bleed for the final verification. I hope you can understand."

Xu Junfang naturally nodded in agreement.

Soon, Xu Huangchen sent someone to bring a jade bowl filled with clear water and black silver liquid.

Xu Huangchen took the lead. He used his soul power to pierce the tip of his middle finger, and a few drops of dark red blood dripped down. The blood entered the ink and silver water, and did not disperse, but condensed into a drop, suspended in the pale silver water.

Xu Junfang took out a small needle and pricked his index finger, blood gushed out instantly.

Xu Junfang lowered his hand, blood dripped into the clear bowl.

The two drops of blood were also suspended in the black silver water, each continuing their strength, like two small ruby ​​beads.

Xu Huangchen shook the bowl gently, and two drops of blood began to approach slowly.

Xu Huangchen stared wide-eyed, staring at the situation in the bowl.

He knew very well that if these two drops of blood melted into one, then the child in front of him was his own grandson.

On the contrary, the blood will be separated from each other, and will always maintain this distinct state, never mixing.

The two drops of blood finally came into contact with each other. They first touched lightly with the whirlpool in the water, and then bounced away from each other like two soft balls.

Xu Huangchen frowned.

And he saw the traces of blood connecting the two blood cells. Before he could react, the two blood beads fused together at an astonishing speed, turning into a larger blood cell. beads.

Xu Huangchen stared at the blood cell carefully for a while, then raised his head, looked away from the small bowl, opened his mouth slightly, and put the bowl on the plate in the hands of the guard standing beside him.

When the guard walked out of the Platinum main classroom with the plate, Xu Huangchen squatted down and hugged Xu Junfang, stroked Xu Junfang's black hair with his old big hand, and patted Xu Junfang's back tightly with the other.

If you look closely at Xu Huangchen's face, you will be surprised to find that there is a sparkle in the eyes of this high-ranking old man.

"Junfang, it's really you, son, you're still alive! I'm your grandfather!"

Xu Huangchen couldn't be more excited.

"Yes Grandpa, I'm alive and I'm back."

"Just come back, just come back!"

Xu Huangchen's face was already a little wet.

When Xu Huangchen was young, he was also a very talented soul master. He had been in the world of soul masters for many years, and joined the Wuhun Palace very early. half.

Although Xu Huangchen finally climbed to the high position of Platinum Bishop, his wife died of dystocia when giving birth to Xu Wanggong, which made him very heartbroken.

Therefore, his son Xu Wanggong is his only relative, and he also takes special care of his son.

Xu Wanggong is indeed promising, and he is already a high-level deacon in his 40s.

Xu Huangchen was proud of his son. Although Xu Wanggong married a wife and had children relatively late, he married the daughter of the patriarch of one of the four major families of the Star Luo Empire.

Later, Xu Junfang was born.

At that time, Xu Huangchen also happened to break through the Title Douluo, and became the No. 20 Title Douluo of the Wuhun Temple. His official career was very good, and he had children and grandchildren under his knees. He thought that he had no regrets in this life except for the death of his wife.

Because of being so happy, he was deeply saddened when the bad news came.

His precious son died at the hands of the Blood Soul Sect, and his only grandson was also taken away by the Blood Soul Sect, and his whereabouts are unknown.

When Xu Huangchen heard the news, he almost fainted from grief.

He turned his grief into hatred, ordered the beating of illegal soul master organizations, and severely rectified the discipline of the Spirit Hall of the Star Luo Empire.

His heart was completely cold long after his son and grandson died and disappeared.

Most of his colleagues also knew about this matter. Xu Huangchen's three-year-old grandson had been searched for two years but found no results. He was basically considered dead, and they all comforted Xu Huangchen.

Xu Huangchen, who had no warmth in his heart, saw his grandson who was still alive today, at this moment and here, and the excitement in his heart could not be described in words.

Xu Junfang was infected by Xu Huangchen's touching family affection from the heart.

He traveled with memories, and inherited the original body's childhood memories.Knowing how much this old man cared about him, the emotional heat between the grandpa and grandson suddenly rose.

After exchanging heartfelt words of excitement, Xu Huangchen put down the important task at hand and asked Xu Junfang about his experiences in the past three years.

Xu Junfang changed his mind a little, and told his grandfather about the experience.

What he said was that he was raised by snow wolves, and then his martial spirit was awakened, kidnapped and so on.

After a lot of heart-to-heart talks, the relationship between the two has become very harmonious, and it seems that they have regained the feeling of getting along with grandparents three years ago.

Xu Huangchen did not doubt Xu Junfang's experience, he believed what his grandson said.

Because in this case, the more bizarre it is, the more likely it is the correct answer. Otherwise, how can he explain why he asked someone to search for so long and couldn't find Xu Junfang.

Xu Huangchen felt a lot of emotion after hearing this: "Oh, Fang'er, what a blessing! I'm really thankful to this litter of snow wolves! If I could go deep into the forest to investigate back then, maybe you would have returned long ago..."

"And, well, if you had come back sooner you might have seen your mother one last time."

Yes, Xu Junfang's biological mother was exhausted after learning the news of Xu Junfang's disappearance and Xu Wanggong's death.

When Xu Junfang heard the news, he felt a pang of pain in his heart. He had the memory of this body, and his mother's voice and smile seemed to be engraved in his mind.

(End of this chapter)