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Marrying into Her Family

Chapter: 1983

Although Xia Hou strictly abides by this ancestral motto, in his heart, he disagrees.
He thought that the restricted area was just a place for the Great Xia Dynasty to test the prince and the children of the royal family.
Regarding the claims of the saints of the Hong clan, Xia Hou felt that they were just the ancestors of the Daxia imperial clan. In order to make the imperial children abide by the secrets, this set of rhetoric was fabricated.
Because, since the saint disappeared from the Hong Clan, many people in the Great Thousand Realm no longer care about them.
Even Xia Hou feels that the saints of the Hong clan are not as magical as some people have said.
But today I saw the methods of the Hong clan, and only then did Xia Hou understand that the ancestral instructions of the Daxia imperial clan about the restricted area are all true!
They are the servants of the saints of the Hong clan!
It is the guard who guards the restricted area for the saint!
“Remember that your Daxia imperial clan still abides by the ancestral motto, and doesn’t say anything about the situation in the restricted area. Today, I will forgive you not to die!”
The Eagle Feather priest looked around at the people of the Daxia Dynasty who were kneeling around, “If you continue to be the loyal servants of our Hong clan and guard the restricted area, our Hong clan can protect your Daxia Dynasty and prosper for generations. If you are half-hearted…”
“Don’t dare! We absolutely don’t dare to half-hearted, we must abide by the ancestral motto, guard the restricted area!” Xia Hou kowtow again and again in fright.
“Humph!”
Priest Eagle Feather, hummed softly, led the crowd, and went away lightly.
In the middle of the team of the Hong people, there was a feather that was more than ten meters long.
Zhang Xuan, who was on the feather, relaxed completely, but could no longer support him. He fainted as soon as he closed his eyes.
……
Zhang Xuan opened his eyes again and saw that he was sleeping on a huge feather bed.
Under his body is a mattress made of fluffy feathers.
The quilt on the body is also made of white feathers.
The surrounding walls are decorated with colorful feathers, which are very beautiful.
Zhang Xuan seemed to be in a huge bird’s nest.
He got up and got out of bed, suddenly staggering.
He found that he was sore and bloody, and seemed to have been in a coma for a long time.
In the last war, Zhang Xuan tried his best!
In fact, he didn’t suffer any major injuries, that is, he was severely deprived of strength, and his body was overdrawn too severely, and he was in a coma for many days.
Zhang Xuan returned to the photos and found that there was also no god infant or devil boy on the lotus platform in the gods.
When Zhang Xuan was in a coma, the Shenying Demon Boy was outside.
Without Zhang Xuan’s supernatural powers, Shen Ying Mo Tong himself could not enter Zhang Xuan’s body.
Zhang Xuan settled down and came to the door.
“Quick! That fat monk and the bear boy are fighting for a chicken leg again!”
“Really? The last few times they fought for food, they almost demolished Hongshan!”
“Let’s report to Priest Eagle Feather!”
Outside the door, several women’s voices were heard, and it seemed that they were maids.
Zhang Xuan slowly opened the door, only to see that there was no one outside.
The maids waiting at the door all ran to report.
Zhang Xuan walked out of the room, but he was taken aback.
It turned out that this room was actually built in the branches of a giant tree.
This giant tree is several hundred meters high, and many houses have been built between the branches.
The roofs of the houses are covered with feathers.
The house that Zhang Xuan just came out had three rooms on the left and right. They were on the upper part of the big tree. At the door, there was a wooden staircase built along the trunk, leading up and down, left and right.
At this moment, a lot of people walked along the stairs towards the top of the canopy, seeming to see something hot.
Zhang Xuan also climbed up along the wooden ladder.
At first, the wooden ladder circled and meandered around among the lush trees.
After walking for a while, the wooden ladder suddenly became straight and wide, like a ladder to the sky.
Zhang Xuan followed the crowd and climbed onto the canopy of the tree.
Here, a huge platform square was built with wood.
On the square, a huge wooden statue stands.
This statue, which is several tens of meters long, seems to be a fairy in fluttering clothes.
“Look, they are already fighting!”
“The bear boy has become black!”
“My god, everyone, be careful, don’t let them get hurt by mistake!”
Everyone looked up and pointed towards the sky.
Zhang Xuan also looked up.
But I saw that the Devil Boy was braving all over his body, and the fate sickle in his hand had already been swung out!
“Dawei Tianlong!”
Quan Dingding yelled, and the long stick in his hand danced a yellow light, welcoming the black wave of fate sickle!
“boom!”
A powerful wave of air hit and exploded in mid-air!
The branches and leaves of the giant tree shook violently.
It also shook the platform square on the top of the tree canopy.
“Wow…”
The person watching the hot coax on the platform hurriedly lowered his body.
“You little boy, so naive! How to say, I am also your uncle, you actually grab a chicken leg with me!” Quan Dingding said angrily, “Do you still know how to respect the old and love the young?”
“Humph!”
The magic boy snorted coldly, his body was black and his hair was curled up by a tornado!
“No, this bear kid is going to be windy!”
“The last time he was windy, he blew the house on our sacred tree several places!”
“Why doesn’t the Eagle Feather priest bring people here? If you don’t set up the battle again, the bear boy and the fat monk, I don’t know how many houses are going to be destroyed!”
People of the Hong Clan said one after another.
“Boy, are you playing for real? I just keep letting you because of your ignorance! Don’t know whether it’s good or bad, if it’s really playing, I won’t be afraid of you!”
The whole Dingding talk hasn’t been finished yet, the tornado of the magic boy has already struck!
“Daweitian…”
“enough!”
Quan Dingding just yelled for a while when he heard a low drink.
“You two, for a chicken leg, as for?”
Zhang Xuan flew into the air and shook his head helplessly.
“Boss!”
Quan Dingding shouted in surprise.
“Huh! Yeah!”
The magic boy instantly turned into a divine infant, flying like an arrow, and plunged into Zhang Xuan’s arms.
“Hugh must be so silly!”
At this moment, the Eagle Feather priest took a dozen of Hong Clan monks and flew into the air, encircling the place.
All of them shimmered white light, and a pair of wings were born on their backs. They had been clothed into the big formation that day, it seemed that they were about to do it!
When he saw Zhang Xuan, Priest Yingyu waved his hand.
The wings and white light on everyone disappeared.
“You finally wake up. If you don’t wake up, the two of them will tear us apart!”
Priest Eagle Feather came to Zhang Xuan with a sullen face.
“You have great magical powers. You killed Tantai Ziri in one move. Can’t you stop them both?” Zhang Xuan smiled.
“Our Hong clan, the single-player combat power is not strong, we rely on the formation left by the saints to confront the enemy, I am alone, but I can’t control the two of them!”
Priest Eagle Feather glared at Quan Dingding, then looked at the divine infant in Zhang Xuan’s arms.
“What do you look at? It’s this little kid who snatched my drumstick first!” Quan Dingding exclaimed angrily.
“Yeah! Humph!”
The god-baby suddenly turned into a devil boy again, snarling out Bai Sensen’s teeth at Quan.

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