Burning Heaven Sword God

Chapter 474

Lin Feng was walking in the dark tunnel. The ground of the tunnel was a bit damp. Rats slipped by from time to time. The tunnel smelled like carrion, which made people sick.

The dungeon has not been entered for a long time, and it has already become moldy and smelly. Lin Feng really doesn't understand, Immortal Ziwei is Mo Qingcheng's mother, why he treats Mo Qingcheng like this.

Passing through the tunnel, a faint light can be seen, and in the depth of the light, a curled up figure can be seen.

"Allure."

Lin Feng yelled, and the figure rushed forward.

The figure was disheveled, the face was darkened, and the light in the eyes was a bit slack, but Lin Feng could vaguely see that this figure was Mo Qingcheng.

Bang!
Lin Feng slammed his sword on the cage, and hugged the figure out.

"Lin Feng..."

Mo Qingcheng groaned and began to sob.

No one knows what happened in this dark dungeon.But Lin Feng couldn't help but rejoice that Mo Qingcheng was fine, otherwise Lin Feng would definitely blame himself for the rest of his life.

"Qingcheng, what happened?"

Lin Feng's expression was serious, if Emperor Ziwei really made Mo Qingcheng like this, Lin Feng wouldn't mind killing the palace again with his sword.

"Let's go back to Tianxuan Immortal Palace! We won't pursue anything anymore."

Mo Qingcheng's eyes were dim, and his expression seemed a little dull, perhaps he had experienced some kind of fright.

Lin Feng embraced Mo Qingcheng into his arms, tears filled Lin Feng's eyes, seeing that Mo Qingcheng was frightened like this, Lin Feng's heart ached.

Lin Feng was ashamed of Mo Qingcheng for failing to protect the one he loved.

"Qingcheng, let's go back to Tianxuan Immortal Palace, we'll be back now."

Lin Feng comforted Mo Qingcheng's disheveled hair, and continued softly: "Let's go now."

Lin Feng's embrace made Mo Qingcheng feel so warm that Mo Qingcheng fell asleep unconsciously.

Seeing that Mo Qingcheng was asleep, Lin Feng smiled slightly, hugged Mo Qingcheng in his arms, and left the messy dungeon.

Lin Feng didn't want to ask Immortal Emperor Ziwei to pursue something.

In Lin Feng's view, Immortal Emperor Ziwei is just a supporting role in this game. Maybe one day the protagonist of the game is unhappy, and the supporting role of Immortal Ziwei will die directly.

Mo Qingcheng wanted to go back to Tianxuan Immortal Palace, so Lin Feng took her back to Tianxuan Immortal Palace.

Today, Lin Feng has become the existence between the Immortal Emperor and the law. It can be said that he can completely cross the barrier between the interfaces.

But Lin Feng felt that his lifespan did not increase because of becoming an immortal emperor.

Still like that, time is running out.

Lin Feng just wanted to cherish every day, whether it was to accompany Mo Qingcheng, or to be happy.

Soon, Tianxuan Immortal Palace.

Lin Feng came to Tianxuan Immortal Hall quietly without saying hello to anyone. With his current strength, he could completely cover up all the breath on his body. Even if he was as strong as Tianxuan old man, he couldn't notice Lin Feng's appearance.

It turned out that with the one-third of the land marked out by the old man Tianxuan, the people on the ancient land of the Eastern Desolation rebuilt their homes.

Lin Feng took Mo Qingcheng back to the Lin Mansion.

Lin Zhen resigned from all the servants, and he was living at home, leaving only Lin Butler to take care of him.

As for Lin Feng's uncles and uncles, with Lin Zhen's consent, they all moved out of the Lin residence. According to them, they wanted to create more branches for the Lin family, so they all set up their own houses.

Lin Fang, on the other hand, took over all the stores and businesses under Lin Zhen, and is now married to a good wife.

When Lin Zhen and Lin Butler were playing chess in the back garden, a figure walked in with a woman in his arms.

Looking at that figure, the black chess piece in Lin Zhen's hand fell to the ground with a slap.

"Old, really old."

Lin Zhen laughed a few times, and then said: "When a person gets old, he really can't even hold the chess pieces." As he spoke, the corners of Lin Zhen's eyes filled with tears.

"Really disappointing tears."

Lin Zhen wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, smiled happily, and said indignantly.

No one knew how much Lin Zhen missed Lin Feng.

Who can understand, who can understand the bitterness and tears of the young and old leaving home?Fortunately, Lin Feng returned home triumphantly.For those who have been wandering abroad for many years and have not returned to their hometown for a long time, it is by no means an exaggeration to meet three or two people in their hometown, warm a pot of wine, and burst into tears.

"Butler Lin, go buy some good wine and food."

Lin Zhen stood up abruptly and said with a smile.

Seeing that the Patriarch was so happy, Steward Lin also wiped away his tears, couldn't help laughing, and trotted out of the Lin family.

Lin Feng placed Mo Qingcheng in the room he slept in before, and when he pushed the door open, Lin Feng realized that his room was still as tidy as before.

"Feng'er, after you leave, I will clean it for you every day."

Lin Zhen smiled and said, seeing a few white strands on his father's forehead, Lin Feng's tears seemed to well up from the bottom of his eyes like spring water.Lin Feng was enduring, he couldn't allow himself to cry.

but……

Sad to the sad place, how can we hold back the tears.

With a plop, Lin Feng fell to his knees and bowed to Lin Zhen three times. When he looked up, his face was full of tears. Lin Feng choked and said, "Father, baby, baby, I'm sorry."

Lin Zhen couldn't help but also started to cry, how many things should he want to say between father and son.

From the time when Lin Feng walked out of the Lin Mansion, Lin Zhen was worried every day, praying to God, hoping that God could keep Lin Feng and let him return to the Lin Mansion alive.

When people leave home, they are most worried about themselves, and they will always be their parents.

Lin Feng was ashamed of Lin Zhen.

"Father, when I was a child..."

Lin Feng was about to tell Lin Zhen about this, but he swallowed the words.

"Feng'er, you and I will not get drunk today."

Lin Zhen helped Lin Feng up, he didn't care what Lin Feng said, and said with a smile.

Just like that, taking advantage of the darkness, Lin Feng, Lin Zhen and his son toasted, and before they knew it, it was already late at night.

It was late at night, Lin Feng went back to the room, covered Mo Qingcheng with a quilt, and lay down on the chair by himself and fell asleep soundlessly.

The next day, just after dawn, Lin Feng got up early, but Mo Qingcheng was still asleep.

After sleeping for about three days in a row, and Lin Feng stayed by Mo Qingcheng's side for three days, Mo Qingcheng woke up.

As soon as he woke up, Mo Qingcheng hugged Lin Feng fiercely, "I thought I would never see you again."

"fool."

Lin Feng scratched Mo Qingcheng's nose, and Mo Qingcheng smiled mischievously.

In the next few days, Lin Feng accompanied Mo Qingcheng back to the Mo family, and Mo Di was still in good health. Lin Feng did not mention what Immortal Ziwei did to Mo Qingcheng, and Lin Feng also did not ask Mo Di about Immortal Ziwei. Just say, all is well, as good as ever.

When Lin Feng and Mo Qingcheng returned to the Lin residence, Lin Zhen and Lin Butler were playing chess indifferently.

"I packed your things for you."

Lin Zhen said inadvertently, until the chess piece in his hand fell to the ground with a slap, everyone began to understand how reluctant Lin Zhen was.

"Ah."

Lin Feng nodded slightly, patted Mo Qingcheng's head, and said with a smile, "I promise you, this is the last time."

Mo Qingcheng was silent.

Although I have already prepared in my heart, who can accept it when this day really comes?
Although it is not the separation of life and death, it is better than the separation of life and death.

No one knew if Lin Feng would come back alive after leaving this time.Yes!no one knows.

Mo Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, and finally a smile appeared on her face. She asked Lin Feng to bend down slightly, and imprinted a light red hickey on Lin Feng's forehead.

"Come back alive."

"must!"

Lin Feng put the packed things into the ring, turned around and left without looking back.

(End of this chapter)