Chapter 656 Huo Family
"Jia, Jiayue..."
Mrs. Huo struggled to squeeze out two words from her throat. Her voice was extremely dry and hoarse, and trembled with disbelief.
She subconsciously tried to raise her hand to point, but her arm was too heavy to move.
Huo Jiayue had also noticed something strange.
She stood up suddenly, and the concern on her face was instantly replaced by shock and solemnity.
Her cultivation is far superior to that of the mortal Madam Huo, and her perception is more acute.
The tremendous energy and rules contained in the two rays of light made her hair stand on end instantly!
Not an ordinary meteorite!
Not any known aircraft!
This energy level...
It was far beyond her comprehension!
Is it an enemy attack?!
"Mom! Be careful!"
Huo Jiayue didn't have time to think about it, and almost instinctively rushed over to protect Mrs. Huo on the recliner.
However, just as the two rays of light were about to collide with the powerful defensive barrier set up by Huo Qinghuang himself above the Huo family's old house.
There was no earth-shattering collision and roar as expected!
The two rays of light, as bright as little suns, were like a scalding knife cutting into solidified butter, or like water drops melting into a calm lake, the moment they touched the barrier.
The barrier light curtain that was strong enough to withstand the full-force attack of a True Immortal and deter ordinary demons and evil spirits from approaching, melted silently without even causing a ripple!
The ball of light carried a suffocating pressure, but miraculously restrained all destructive energy fluctuations. In the eyes of Huo Jiayue who was horrified and in the reflection of Mrs. Huo's turbid pupils who were staring wide open, it landed lightly on the bluestone floor in the backyard of the old house!
“Buzz!”
A low and grand humming sound does not ring in the ears, but directly vibrates in the depths of the soul of every life that senses their arrival!
The entire Huo family mansion, and even the space within a few miles, seemed to be a water surface where a stone was thrown, rippling with circles of energy that were invisible to the naked eye but could be clearly felt!
The light quickly converged and condensed, then dissipated like the ebbing tide, revealing the real existence contained within.
On the left, there is a slender and tall figure.
She was wearing a cyan-gold long skirt of strange style, the specific material of which could not be identified. There were faint silver-gray chaotic patterns flowing on the hem of the skirt, as if a miniature starry sky was draped over her body.
Her long hair was no longer the ink-black color in her memory, but had turned into silver-white flowing like the cold moonlight. It reached her ankles and moved without wind, and every strand of hair emitted a faint aura of chaos.
Her face was still beautiful, but she had completely lost the youthfulness and worldly life of a girl.
Her skin was as smooth as jade, and between her eyebrows there was a depth and detachment that spanned a long time, like an unchanging glacier, or a cold moon hanging high in the sky.
Only those eyes, the moment they saw the haggard figure in the wheelchair, the layer of ice that had not melted for thousands of years suddenly shattered.
Ao Jiu stood beside her, holding a one-year-old child in his arms. Two figures, one blue and one gold, descended like banished immortals.
Dead silence!
The entire backyard fell into a suffocating silence!
Huo Jiayue remained in a half-pounce posture, frozen in place, with her mouth slightly open, her eyes wide open, and her mind blank.
She recognized it!
Even though his temperament had changed drastically, even though his hair was as white as frost, that face was engraved in the deepest memory of everyone in the Huo family and enshrined in the softest corner of their hearts...
It’s my sister Huo Qinghuang!
And the man holding the child next to him is the mysterious True Dragon Prince Ao Jiu!
Are they, are they really back?
In this god-like manner? !
But who is that child?
Could it be that they...
Huo Jiayue opened her mouth in shock.
Time seemed to be frozen for a few seconds.
“Pah.”
An extremely slight yet extremely clear sound broke the suffocating silence.
It was the jade talisman that Mrs. Huo had held tightly in her hand for fifty years and had long been warmed by her body temperature.
It finally slipped from the skinny fingers that had completely lost their strength due to excessive shock, and fell onto the cold bluestone slabs, making a crisp whine.
This slight sound was like pressing an invisible switch.
Mrs. Huo's cloudy eyes were fixed on the figure with snow-white hair.
Tears burst out without warning.
It instantly filled her sunken eye sockets.
It rolled down the deeply wrinkled cheeks, drop by drop, and hit the leather armrests of the wheelchair heavily, leaving dark marks.
Her lips trembled violently and a gurgling sound came from her throat.
His body was shaking like a sieve due to extreme excitement. His skinny hands were struggling to rise up and grasped forward in vain in the direction of Huo Qinghuang, like a drowning man trying to grab the only piece of driftwood.
She would never mistake that green figure even after fifty years!
It’s Qinghuang!
Her daughter is really back!
"Qing, Qinghuang..."
The words, with a thick phlegm sound, were squeezed out from the depths of her throat with difficulty, and each syllable exhausted all her strength.
It is filled with fifty years of torment of longing, fifty years of lingering longing, fifty years of ecstasy and overwhelming heartache that one dared not hope for but finally came true.
For my daughter’s dazzling silver hair, for her isolation from the world!
Huo Qinghuang moved.
She did not teleport, nor did she use any extraordinary powers. She just took steps, one step at a time, extremely slowly, but with great determination, towards the recliner that held her mother's twilight years.
Her moon-white skirt brushed against the soft green grass in the courtyard, and the leaves bent slightly as if in silent worship.
With every step she took, the overwhelming pressure from her that eclipsed the heavens and the earth would recede a little, and the aura belonging to "Huo Qinghuang" would become stronger.
When she finally stopped in front of the recliner, just one step away from her mother's outstretched hand, her cold and distant divinity had almost completely faded.
She slowly bent down, tapped one knee lightly on the ground, and made her eyes level with her mother who was sitting on the recliner, extremely excited.
The long silver hair fell like a waterfall, brushing against the back of Mrs. Huo's withered hand, bringing a cool touch.
Huo Qinghuang raised her hand and gently held her mother's skinny hand covered with age spots.
The moment their skin touched, Mrs. Huo shuddered violently, as if she was struck by an electric current.
Her lips trembled as she stared at Huo Qinghuang without blinking, with a look of both crying and laughing on her lips.
Huo Qinghuang raised her head, and her eyes, which reflected the chaotic galaxy, now clearly reflected her mother's old and haggard face.
All the majesty, all the power, all the barriers of time and space vanished at this moment.
Her voice was low and hoarse, carrying a weight that transcended endless time and space, and it rang clearly in the silent courtyard:
"mom……"
She paused, as if even this simplest name required enormous strength to utter.
"I'm back."
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