"You don't have to thank me. You saved my life. I will naturally repay you." The woman seemed to see Zhang Xuan's shock as shock. "You come to our house as a slave, do whatever you want, and you can do nothing if you don't want to work!"

"Oh, okay!"

Zhang Xuan was speechless.

This woman asked herself to be a slave to her, but she even said she was repaying herself?

Is this still natural?

However, the woman said it sincerely, as if she had asked Zhang Xuan to be a slave, she really gave him a great kindness! “You should have guessed who I am, right?”

The woman smiled.

"This... I'm sorry, I didn't guess."

Zhang Xuan was depressed.

He has only been in the death realm for a few days, so where can he guess the identity of this woman! “I wear colorful feathers, can’t you guess who I am?”

The woman asked in confusion.

"We Baiyu tribe have always lived in the mountains and rarely interact with people outside, so we don't know what you Hong tribe is doing."

Zhang Xuan quickly made excuses.

"Oh, no wonder you don't know anything!"

The woman paused, "We Hong tribe all divide the identity levels according to the color of the feathers. For example, the people of the White Feather tribe can only use one kind of feather to decorate, while our highest-level nobles can use five-color feathers to decorate!"

The woman said, then shook the five-color feather decoration on her body.

"oh."

Zhang Xuan didn't dare to say anything, so he lowered his head and kept pretending to be dull.

"My name is Zishen. You shouldn't... you haven't even heard of my name?"

The woman's eyes were bright and she stared at Zhang Xuan.

"Our White Feather tribe is in the mountains, and I have a very low status in the tribe. I don't know anything about the outside world."

Zhang Xuan didn't know what the identity of this woman named Zishen was, so he had to continue to pretend to be stupid.

"Okay, it seems you really don't know anything!"

Zi Yuan retreated her gaze, "I am a general of the Hong clan. I am second only to the Jun Ling'an people, and I am a noble of a very high level."

"oh."

Zhang Xuan had no expression on his face and felt a mess in his heart.

What the hell is this person?

However, after hearing the woman's words and her dress, Zhang Xuan could probably infer that this dead state was still in the wild civilization of a slave society.

This person who is in charge should be their official position or title.

"Is this your son?"

Zi Guan hugged the Shenying, held him and brought him a piece of roasted meat to eat.

"mother!"

The Shenying had milk and her mother's problem occurred again. She took the barbecue and called her mother.

"Uh...why did he call me mother?"

The purple coin was stunned.

"He doesn't have a mother. Whoever gives him food will call him mother!"

Zhang Xuan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Where's the fuck?"

"He is the child I picked up, and he has no mother."

"Oh..." Zikong hugged the divine baby and found his small wings wrapped in his clothes, and was shocked! "He...how did he have wings?"

"Uh...I don't know, I picked him up like this."

Zhang Xuan could not explain the wings of the Divine Infant, so he had to pretend that he didn't know.

"This... this is the rebirth of the saint of the Hong clan!"

Zi Guan took off the animal skin clothes of the Divine Infant, carefully checked his wings, and exclaimed again, "This child... is really the bloodline of our saints of Hong Clan, and was born again!"

"Yeah?

People from our Baiyu tribe all say that he is a monster and we are not allowed to live in the tribe. We, father and son, live in a cave next to the tribe."

Zhang Xuan happened to make up for him because he didn't understand anything.

"Where did you pick him up?"

Zishen asked with a frown.

"When I was hunting in the deep mountains, I found his bird's nest, and there were colorful eggshells in the nest!"

Zhang Xuan followed the words of the purple coin and told the origin of the divine baby mysteriously.

"That's right! This child is really the bloodline of our Hong clan condensed again!"

Zi Chun said happily: "He is the only hope for our Hong clan to leave the death realm!"

"Leave the death realm?"

Zhang Xuan squinted his eyes immediately.

"Why don't you know anything?

According to legends from generation to generation that our Hong Clan Temple elders have been sealed into this dead state by the evil gods!”

"Only when the blood of the saints of the Hong clan awakens and condenses in this dead state again, a saint with two wings on his back will be born!"

"When the saint grows up, he will awaken the supreme supernatural powers, untie the seal of this death realm, and take all of us to leave here and go to the divine realm!"

Zishen said excitedly about the legend of the Death Realm.

"Divine Realm?"

"Yes, according to the legend of the Hong clan, there is another space outside our death realm, which is the paradise of the divine realm, where gods live. They don't have to worry about food and clothing, and they are carefree!"

Zichun continued to explain, "When our Hong clan saint is born again, she can unseal her seal and take us all to the divine realm!"

"Now, this child has two wings on his back, and it must be the rebirth of the saint of the Hong clan! When he grows up, he can take us to the divine realm!"

"This..." Zhang Xuan frowned.

There is more than one space outside this dead world.

Moreover, those spaces are not a carefree and happy land of the divine world, but are full of killing and hatred! Moreover, this divine baby was created by Zhang Xuan himself. How could he be a saint of the Hong clan?

The saint of the Hong clan, isn’t Lin Qinghan?

"This child is stupid. I'm afraid, it's not a saint of the Hong clan who reincarnates?"

Zhang Xuan looked at the divine baby who had eaten three large pieces of barbecue.

"Then how could he have wings?"

Zi Yuan carefully checked the divine baby again, "He is about the same strength as that of an adult, and he eats so much, and he looks like he is gifted and unique!"

"But... he is a boy, I remember the elders said that the saint of the Hong clan who was born in the past was a woman!"

"Is there a saint who was reborn in this before the Hong clan?"

Zhang Xuan asked in surprise.

"Yes! It is said that thousands of years ago, our saints of Hong clan condensed their bloodlines and regenerated. When she grew up, she recovered her supernatural powers and memories, but... she refused to untie the seal and took our Hong clan out to the divine realm!"

Purple Coin sighed.

"Why?"

"Have you really not heard of the Hong clan and the barbarian clan?"

Zishen looked at Zhang Xuan in confusion.

"I never care about these."

Zhang Xuan just needs to continue to pretend to be stupid.

"The saint of the Hong clan who was born thousands of years ago could have lifted the seal and taken us to the divine realm, but she fell in love with a male slave and insisted on performing the ritual of harmony! Once the saint gets along with others, he will lose the magical power to break the seal of the death realm!"

Zi Chun sighed: "Of course the members of the Hong clan did not agree, and they would kill the male slave. The saint would defeat the saint's idea. The saint and the man turned the Hong clan and went to the west of the death realm to establish a barbarian clan!"

"Although the saint of the Hong clan and the male slave died later, the barbarians and our Hong clan fought for thousands of years!"

"Since the saint of the Hong clan has recovered his supernatural powers, can't he defeat you with his supernatural powers?"
Chapter completed!