Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Eight Divisions of the Suiren (400 pushes)

"Ah, I'm Feng Sheng of the Taihao clan in Middle-earth, little brother, you belong to that clan. Do you know about Huaxu?"

There were five or six voices in response, and after a while, he saw several black dots appear in Zhang Xin's eyes. After hearing the echo of harmony, the man who called himself Feng Sheng turned around and asked Zhang Xin.

"I haven't heard of the Taihao clan in Middle-earth. Do you have anything to do with Hua Xu?"

Zhang Xin looked at Feng Sheng seriously and asked.

"Why are you just a little brat? Feng Sheng, aren't you fooling us. ”

The first to come was a purple-faced man, who looked like a standing man-bear, and spoke like thunder. Feng Sheng was okay, Zhang Xin only felt that his ears were ringing, and he was a little dizzy for a while.

"Fang Xing, don't worry. This little brother is not very old, and his body is clean, and he will definitely not be too far from their station. And just seeing people is also a joy to see. ”

The man named Feng Sheng spoke very methodically, and Fang Xing, who was yelling, was quickly convinced.

Shaking his head, Zhang Xin finally came back to his senses. Just when he saw Fang Xing waiting for this big cow to look at him, he glared back viciously.

"This kid has a temper, stronger than Lao Tzu back then. Hey, not bad!"

Fang Xing was not annoyed, rubbed his futon-sized palm, and said with a smile.

Zhang Xin, who had experience, covered his ears when he saw that he was about to speak, but even so, Fang Xing's thunderous sound still made him feel itchy ears.

"Who's going to pull stronger than you!"

Zhang Xin pursed his lips and muttered dissatisfiedly.

After hearing that these people were from Middle-earth like his father, Zhang Xin felt a sense of affection for them. It just so happens that these two people are very interested in not treating themselves as children, and Zhang Xin is very satisfied with this.

However, compared to Feng Sheng, who was quite personable, Fang Xing made Zhang Xin feel too rude, just like the Kur barbarians he had heard of, I heard that those man-eating barbarians always liked to shout. is still Feng Sheng more suitable for the role of a person from his father's hometown.

"You are from Middle-earth, have you heard of my father's clan? My father came to the East alone from Middle-earth ten years ago, and his name is Zhang Shiping!"

Raising his head, Zhang Xin asked expectantly.

"Zhang Shiping? Zhang's surname should be the surname of Tianyi and Tianqi back then, could it be that you, the first little guy you saw in Dongtu, are still fellow villagers? ”

Feng Sheng smiled and asked Fang Xing casually.

"I don't know. A hundred years ago, in the rebellion of the desolate beasts, the four heavenly divisions of Tianyin, Tianyang, Tianyi, and Tianqi followed the side of Emperor Sui to fight with the desolate beasts, and finally died together. Although we are both from the Eight Divisions, how can I know what happened a hundred years ago. Besides, when I was born, the people of the Razor Department were dying clean, and I don't know much more about this than I do. ”

Fang Xing's tone was a little low, he shook his head, and said.

"Hey, it's only been a hundred years, and only the Lieshan part of the huge Suiren clan is still inherited, which is really emotional. ”

Hearing Fang Xing's emotion, Feng Sheng seemed to be infected as well, and sighed.

"If the Hua Xu clan has no choice, it is estimated that our Lieshan Department will not be able to last long. ”

The remaining five people all gathered over, and they all heard Feng Sheng and Fang Xing's sighs. One of them, a square-faced man with a sad face, said in a low tone.

"Don't think too much, Jiang An. ”

Another silent man, who was somewhat similar to Jiang An, interrupted him.

"Well, across thousands of miles, I have suffered so much. I finally met people, don't be so bitter, scare other children. ”

A guy who seemed to be the leader of the seven stood up at this time, smiling and stirring up the atmosphere.

One, two, three, four.

Four guys who are very similar to the aura of the Huaxu clan's witch, Zhang Xin confirmed after silently comparing them.

"It's still six thousand miles away from the Huaxu clan here, and it's too early for you to rejoice. ”

Although facing seven middle-aged men, Zhang Xin did not mean to be afraid. With his chest puffed up, he said to everyone.

"And six thousand miles? little brother. Can you take us to your father? ”

Feng Sheng half-bent down and said with a kind face.

"My dad isn't around here. ”

Zhang Xin was suddenly in a bad mood, glanced at Feng Sheng, and replied unhappily.

The seven people looked at each other, and one of them looked at Zhang Xin with suspicious eyes. Zhang Xin can know that the other party is suspecting that he is lying.

'Knowing Technique' is one of the three divine techniques that Taiyi has developed successively in the past ten years, and it is able to perceive the minds of others with the blessing of divine power. The greatest use of this magic is to help those savages understand the words in the shortest possible time.

"It's true that my dad isn't around here, but our clan's home isn't far from here. ”

Zhang Xin exited again, interrupting their conjecture.

"Clan, it seems that there should be no other clans in this direction?"

Feng Sheng looked at the sun, looked at the grass and trees in all directions, and said with some doubts.

"Feng Sheng, our Taihao clan hasn't been to Dongtu for a hundred years. In a hundred years, even if there is a knotted rope, it is inevitable that there will be some mistakes. ”

The Taihao clan, who seemed to be the leader, explained.

"You're right. Little brother, can you take us to your clan, we would like to ask your clan's witch some questions. By the way, you're the Blue Bird?"

Feng Sheng nodded, and then continued to talk to Zhang Xin.

"Hey, can't you just let me finish in one sitting?"

Zhang Xinstall spread his hands, looking helpless.

Looking at the puzzled expressions of the seven people, Zhang Xin smiled with satisfaction in his heart, and pretended to say indifferently.

"Have you seen that mountain, and below the mountain is where we have Dow. That's a clan that only existed after my father came to Dongtu more than ten years ago!"

In the end, there was already a pride in Zhang Xin's tone that could not be concealed.

"A clan that only existed more than ten years ago?"

This sentence surprised the seven people, and they asked cautiously.

The word clan is not casually spoken, it means that it truly has the foundation to survive in this wild world. The land is vast, but thousands of years have passed, and there are still only a few clans in this world.

"Aren't you kidding us?"

Fang Xing, whose eyes widened and his face was purple, pretended to be threatening.

"Also, I see that the mountain is more than 100 miles away from here, this little guy is probably talking nonsense. ”

The other Taihao man nodded, quite agreeing with Fang Xing's opinion.

"If you don't believe it, you don't believe it, I'm too lazy to tell you. Get out of the way, get out of the way. ”

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, Zhang Xin angrily pushed the group away and left. However, in the eyes of the group of people in Wind Valley, Zhang Xin's reaction after the lie was exposed.

"Follow him from afar. ”

The seven of them made up their minds very tacitly.