"Who won that chicken leg for you two?"

At this time, Zhao Ji was flying lazily into the air.

"You don't say you can persuade them, but you add fuel to the fire and fan the flames!"

Zhang Xuan was speechless.

"Who made the Hong clan so stingy? He only gave them twenty chicken legs for a meal!"

Zhao Ji laughed.

"Twenty chicken legs per person... are you still thinking it's too small?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head helplessly.

"Zhang Xuan, how do you feel?

Isn't you seriously injured?"

The Eagle Feather Priest ignored the others and looked at Zhang Xuan.

"I'm fine..." Zhang Xuan looked at the goddess statue in the square and thought to himself, "This is your saint, right?"

In fact, Zhang Xuan had noticed the statue of the goddess just now.

He found that the appearance of this goddess statue was extraordinary and elegant, almost exactly the same as Lin Qinghan! The only difference is that the back of this goddess statue had a pair of colorful wings.

However, the wings are closed and look like a colorful dress.

"Not bad! She is the saint of our Hong clan. This vast world was created by her!"

The Eagle Feather Priest said.

"What?

This vast world...was he pioneered?"

Zhang Xuan was a little surprised.

Is his wife so awesome?

"Not bad! This great thousand world was originally a chaos. When our saints of Hong clan came here, they split the Hongmeng and cultivated all things. Gradually, there were people, monks, and three dynasties!"

The Eagle Feather Priest sighed.

"Then why...why did she come here?"

Zhang Xuan asked curiously again.

"Unsible."

"Then take me to see her!"

Zhang Xuan sighed.

"How do you... know that the saint has arrived in Hongshan?"

The Eagle Feather Priest asked in surprise.

"I know much more than you think!"

The corners of Zhang Xuan's mouth bent slightly.

"Okay, come with me."

The Eagle Feather Priest took Zhang Xuan to a palace in Platform Square.

These palaces are extremely ancient and do not have any magnificent decorations.

Even the roof is paved with feathers.

However, these palaces are very large and look magnificent!                                                                                                                       �

On the altar, the peerless Lin Singhan! “Wife!”

Zhang Xuanfei rushed over and wanted to pick up Sylvia Lin! “Buzz!”

An invisible force directly shocked Zhang Xuan and fell to the ground.

"Don't be disrespectful to the saints!"

A majestic voice sounded.

But I saw an old man with clear eyes and white hair and eyebrows walking out of the altar.

"High Priest!"

All the people in the Hong clan bowed and bowed.

It seems that this old man is the highest priest in the Hong clan at present! “What kind of respect is it! She is my wife. I can hug you whenever I want, and kiss whenever I want. Do you care?”

Zhang Xuan jumped up from the ground and walked towards the altar again.

When he walked to the altar, the mysterious invisible force blocked him again.

However, Zhang Xuan was very slow this time and was not shocked.

"He is your wife in the land of the ancestors, but now he is on the Hongshan Mountain and he is our saint, so you should not blaspheme!"

The high priest said coldly.

“Blasphemy?

In the land of the ancestors, she is my wife. We sleep in the same bed every day. You say, I have desecrated her?"

Zhang Xuan sneered.

"You..." The high priest's face suddenly turned cold as ice.

In the room, a needle can be heard.

"You all go out!"

The high priest waved his hand, as if he was afraid. Zhang Xuan said something about Lin Qinghan again, which embarrassed the people of the Hong clan.

Everyone retreated.

Only the divine baby is still flying beside Zhang Xuan.

"Xiaobao, look, that's the serious mother!"

Zhang Xuan pointed to Lin Qinghan on the altar and sighed, "He used to be like you, and he also had wings!"

"Ahhhh!"

The divine baby flew over excitedly, but was blocked by the invisible force.

"The saint is pure and pure, and is the highest existence in all spaces from ancient times to the present. You are so presumptuous!"

The high priest's face was as frost.

"I only know that she is my wife, and you are now caught by you!"

Zhang Xuan looked at the high priest coldly, "You'd better let her go, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"We are not holding her, but protecting her, preparing to awaken her bloodline and restore her past memories and supernatural powers!"

"So after she awakens, does she still retain the memories of me?"

Zhang Xuan frowned.

"Of course, keep it! As long as a saint awakens, he will retain all the memories of reincarnation!"

"all?

Then I am not the only one?"

Zhang Xuan stared at him.

"Not bad! After the saint awakens, you are just a passerby in his life!"

The high priest paused, "So, you'd better not say that the saint is your wife anymore, lest the saint gets angry when awakened!"

"Passenger?

Tell me, then I would rather not let him awaken!"

Zhang Xuan looked at the altar with a heart-wrenching face.

Lin Qinghan's eyes were closed and she sat cross-legged, dignified and holy, as if she had no idea what was happening around her.

"Do you think we can't awaken the saints without you?"

"If you have a way to wake her up, you won't be mobilizing all your troops and go to Duanlong Valley to rescue me!"

Zhang Xuan took out his ears, sat on the futon on the side without hesitation, picked up the purple clay teapot on the short table, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"You..." The high priest, his face became increasingly ugly.

Zhang Xuan lazily sipped the tea, "Your tea is good, but it's a pity that there are no pastries, and my son is hungry."

"Ah..." The god baby flew down to the low table. Seeing that there was nothing to eat, he opened the teapot, reached out and took up the tea leaves from it, threw them into his mouth to chew.

On the short table, the tea was pouring on it.
To be continued...