Honghuang: The Start Of The Game Starts With The Sign-In At The Nuwa Bedroom

Chapter 68-This Little Box Is Your Forever Home

This Feng Clan is worthy of being one of the three major races in today’s prehistoric land. This Fengming City occupies a very wide area.

Chen Xuan estimated that there is at least a second-tier city the size of it.

There is not much difference between Fengming City and the ancient city. The outermost part is a circle of impossibly tall city walls.

These city walls are ten feet high and several feet wide. They are made of a kind of masonry that Chen Xuan has never seen before. They look very strong.

Inside the city walls are various buildings. It can be seen that the Feng clan had done a lot of work when building Fengming City.

Apart from anything else, it is the regional planning of this building, and many problems can be seen.

The outer urban area of ​​Fengming City is neatly transformed into several areas, namely residential area, commercial area, workshop area and military area.

A large number of Feng people live in the residential area, and the commercial area is a place where these people can communicate with each other.

As for the workshop area, it is the place where all kinds of materials are produced.

The military zone is stationed with the most elite troops of the Feng clan to protect the city.

And further inside, is the inner city of the core area of ​​Fengming City.

Most of the nobles and officials of the Feng family live in this place, like petals, distributed around the palace.

Chen Xuan could see clearly from the sky, in the most central location of Fengming City, there was a towering giant tree that pierced the sky.

This towering giant tree is not only huge, but also very special-its trunk, branches and even leaves all have the red color of flames.

From a distance, it looked like an ocean of flames that was constantly undulating, and it looked very shocking.

Seeing Chen Xuan’s eyes staring at the tree, Huang Ji smiled and said, “Zuan fellow daoist, this is the root of our Feng clan’s existence, the Xiantian Parasol Tree that has existed since the beginning of the world!”

“The Parasol Trees scattered all over the land nowadays are all grown from his branches!”

“It can be said that without him, our Feng clan would not be today!”

When Huang Ji said these words, her eyes were full of admiration.

In the history of the Feng tribe, Yuanfeng, the ancestor of the Feng tribe, was successfully transformed on the branch of a Xiantian Parasol Tree.

It’s just that Yuanfeng has fallen for many years, but the Xiantian Parasol Tree that grew up with her is still alive, and is worshipped as a totem by the Feng clan.

Although this is a semi-public history of the Feng Clan, not everyone is qualified to hear it.

Nuwa may be able to, but Chen Xuan, as a stranger, originally didn’t have such qualifications.

It’s just that Huang Ji doesn’t know what the reason is. In her heart, she always feels that Zuan Daoist, who came with her friends, is very reliable, just like an omnipotent elder that can be relied on.

It was because of this subconscious hint that Huang Ji had said these things exactly.

Seeing the look on Chen Xuan’s face, Nuwa leaned in and said in a low voice, “How about it, is it much bigger than at home? If you like it, you can live here forever. As long as I talk to Huang Ji, there will be absolutely no questionable!”

Chen Xuan was about to say “OK” subconsciously, but when he saw Nuwa’s smiley eyes, he had touched the two slender fingers under his ribs, and he instantly reacted.

No, this is a trap!Fortunately, I react quickly, otherwise my life will not be guaranteed!

Chen Xuan’s survival instinct was still very strong, but he thought of a suitable countermeasure in an instant.

Pushing Nuwa’s hand back calmly, he also whispered, “Although this Fengming City is bigger than my home, what’s the use?”

“There are tens of millions of houses in a family, and you need to sleep three feet wide. To sum up in four sentences: people are like flowers in a pot, life is a mess;”

“No matter how well the house is repaired, it is only a temporary residence. That “small box” is your permanent home.”

Small box?

Nuwa was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this pervert was not saying good things again.

I think you are itchy skin and want me to loosen the soil for you!

But before Nuwa was secretly “killing”, he heard Chen Xuan continue to say: “As long as I am with the person I like, even if I live in a kennel, I am happy! If I am alone, let me be Heavenly Dao and Dao. I don’t want it either!”

“I’ll talk nonsense. If Heavenly Dao hears you, be careful to reward you with a chaotic punishing thunder!” Nuwa said this in his heart, although it was a reprimand, but there was a smile on his face.

Or say that Chen Xuan is a cheap leather. If you don’t get beaten, you’ll feel awkward: “Hey, don’t get me wrong! I’m talking about my four baby girls! In the future, I’ll dress them up. Beautiful and bright, and find them four right husbands-in-laws! Let me tell you…”

Huang Ji was talking endlessly when she suddenly heard a whirring wind coming from behind. When she looked back, she saw Nuwa’s snake tail curled up with Zuan Daoist, whirling.

After turning out the afterimage, it’s already…

“Hehe, Little Sister, you go on.” Nuwa smiled unnaturally, “Zuan Daoist has a hidden illness. He has to turn around like this every day.”

“Yes, I have a hidden illness! Nah…”

Chen Xuan vomited a lot of meat and vegetables.

In order to change the subject, Nuwa pulled La Huangji: “Little Sister, I heard about this Xiantian Parasol Tree…I don’t know if it’s true?”

A layer of sadness was cast on Huang Ji’s face: “Big sis, what you heard is correct. In the past few years, his old man’s condition has been getting worse and worse.”

“When I was in Meditation cultivation under a tree, I often heard his painful groans.”

“Maybe…in a few years, our Feng clan will be gone!”

The thought that the Xiantian Parasol Tree that had accompanied the entire long history of the Feng clan was about to leave her, Huang Ji couldn’t make a sound when she said it.

There was also a trace of sadness in Nuwa’s heart: “Can’t you think of something then?”

Huang Ji shook her head miserably: “We have tried everything we can think of. It only temporarily delayed his pain, but…”

Chen Xuan silently, this Xiantian Parasol Tree is not comparable to a ginseng fruit tree-even if the latter is one of the four Xiantian Spiritual Roots.

I am afraid that even after finding the jade clean bottle used by Guanshiyin, it would be difficult to save it with the water in it.

If it is irretrievable, then…

Chen Xuan suddenly raised a bold idea: If this Xiantian Parasol Tree really has one day… then doesn’t it happen to have a tree species here?

If that happens, wouldn’t it just come in handy?

Does the system give own rewards, which will have a lot to do with the next encounter?

At this moment, a pleasant wind bell came into the ears.