"roar!"

Seeing that Shao Zifeng's body was shaking violently, Qiuqiu immediately roared at the rolling snow-monk clouds.

With the roar of the ball, the rolling clouds and mist on the snow-capped mountains suddenly stopped, and the pressure on Shao Zifeng's body disappeared instantly.

He gasped heavily, reached out to wipe the sweat from his head, and guessed that this was the feeling of being oppressed by Qiuqiulong.

His eyes swept across the clouds and mist, and his body, which had just relaxed, froze again. In the rolling snow dust, two huge balls of light were facing them.

This is...eyes?

Eyes bigger than floor-to-ceiling windows.

No wonder some people get giant phobia, this is too big!

The key is that the light spot in his aftermath seemed to be dead and he didn't dare to move.

"There is actually a small Western bug?" The huge ball of light stared at Qiuqiu with interest: "Your kings didn't dare to grin in front of me back then, you are quite brave."

hiss.

This tone doesn't sound very friendly, is it the right one?

Shao Zifeng swallowed with difficulty, and a forced smile appeared on his face.

"It's still small, I'm kidding you..."

"roar!"

Qiuqiu's body was trembling, and he continued to roar with dissatisfaction on his neck.

Shao Zifeng quickly pulled it off his shoulders and held it in his arms to cover its mouth.

Next time, I have to teach this child what a strategic admit defeat is.

Just like this, he will be beaten to death sooner or later.

"You don't have to be nervous, boy from Donghuang clan."

With the sound of iron tools colliding, the huge eyes turned to Shao Zifeng and looked him up and down.

Shao Zifeng actually felt a hint of kindness from its eyes...

What the hell!

I actually felt kindness!

"The bloodline is quite pure, but it's too thin. It seems that the Donghuang clan's current situation is very difficult... Hey, he actually has the heavenly magical power. Unfortunately, this magical power is a bit useless. If it were the ones that year, it would have been a hunting place..."

A low voice sounded in Shao Zifeng's heart, without any hidden meaning.

Shao Zifeng twitched his lips, and he forced himself to speak without saying anything.

I don’t know what this person is now, and it’s not something I can offend just by looking at the size of his eyes.

After looking at Shao Zifeng, it seemed that it was not very satisfied.

"How many descendants of the Donghuang clan are there now?"

"This..." Shao Zifeng looked at the two eyes that were several times bigger than him, and had a headache and didn't know what to call.

"Hahahaha." As if he saw his confusion, the voice laughed in his heart: "Really speaking, I am much older than you, so I will suffer a loss. You can call me grandpa."

Shao Zifeng's face turned black.

I also want to suffer this loss, why don’t we change it.

"Okay, you're such a ungrateful boy. I didn't care about your ancestors chasing me and calling me grandpa." There was a little depression in that voice: "The Donghuang clan is the clan name of your ancestors. Is it no longer called the Donghuang clan?"

Shao Zifeng thought about it carefully and replied seriously: "I have never heard of it. Our name is Xia now."

"summer..."

When he heard this word, the voice suddenly stopped. It had not spoken for a long time, and seemed to have fallen into some kind of memory.

After a while, it sighed: "It's good to call Xia... I didn't expect that the boy who was the least optimistic back then could actually continue a bloodline for the Donghuang clan."

"Boy, how many descendants do you Xia tribe still have?"

It seemed to be very concerned about this issue and stared at Shao Zifeng with bright eyes.

Shao Zifeng thought about it...

After years of rest and recuperation, the number of people in Daxia has grown rapidly. Although I have not paid attention to the census, I still have a basic impression.

"Daxia, there are about 600 million people now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a hint of sadness in the eyes.

"Is there only 6 people in June 1st?..."

Shao Zifeng was stunned.

no.

Your accent is wrong.

"It's hundreds of millions, not a few hundred."

Shao Zifeng carefully corrected.

"Boy, don't comfort me. Xia's bloodline is already sparsely populated, so I should have known it long ago."

As he spoke, Shao Zifeng felt that he was shrouded in a strong sense of sadness.

No, you know a hammer...

I always feel like you have understood something wrong.

Shao Zifeng thought for a while: "This billion is a unit of counting."

"Of course I know that one is a technical unit, just like when the big brother won the battle, he would give me a female dragon..."

Bang!

Shao Zifeng covered his forehead with his hands.

I feel that if I continue to say this, I will be surrounded by it.

Shao Zifeng's mind was spinning rapidly. According to his poor historical knowledge, the unit of "Yi" seems to be different from that in ancient times.

For example, in the Western Han Dynasty, billions meant 100,000, and it seems that this unit was not used any further.

The person in front of me is always "Xia". No matter how you look at it, they are all at the level of antiques.

How about putting the unit smaller?

Thinking of this, Shao Zifeng asked carefully: "Do you know Wan?"

"Ten thousand?"

The huge eyes became a little dull, and then Shao Zifeng heard a sound in his heart.

"I have had ten female dragons, ten ten is a hundred, ten hundred is a thousand, ten thousand is..."

Speaking of this, it suddenly got stuck, and its eyes seemed to be on Shao Zifeng.

"Ten thousand are ten thousand."

"There are now sixty-one thousand people in Daxia."

After saying this, Shao Zifeng suddenly felt much more relaxed.

"Six... how many six?"

Xue Chen's eyes instantly condensed in the clouds and mist, and the stuttering voice exploded in Shao Zifeng's heart.

"Six thousand million, that's six thousand and ten thousand."

"Six thousand...six thousand."

Rumble!

The Forgotten Glacier suddenly vibrated violently, and the snow dust clouds shrouded in the iceberg rolled violently again.

Accompanied by the sound of jingling iron collisions, the dim scales appeared and faintly appeared under the clouds and mist.

"roar!!"

Suddenly, a dragon roar that resounded through the world sounded.

In the Forgotten Han River, all the mutated creatures faced the iceberg and trembled on the ice field.

The clouds kept rolling, and the eyes that were originally shrouded in the snow dust became brighter and brighter.

I saw a huge head poking out of the rolling snow dust, which was a dragon's head.

The blue-white skin of the dragon head is covered with blue mane. Compared with the legendary dragon, it looks more ferocious, with no horns in its dense mane, which makes it look like it is bald in the middle.

The luster flowed in the ice-blue eyes. It wanted to stretch out a little more, but it seemed to be imprisoned in the mist of snow.

Only then did Shao Zifeng see that its body was covered with iron chains. These iron chains were extremely huge for Shao Zifeng, and each one was about the same width as his body.

But for the dragon in front of him, he could only fix his dragon whiskers, dragon manes, and even the dragon scales, there were traces of iron chains penetrated.
To be continued...