Chapter 317： Ancient existence

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"Roar!"

Seeing that Shao Zifeng's body was shaking violently, the ball suddenly roared at the constantly tumbling snow and dust clouds.

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

He panted heavily, wiped the sweat off his head with his hand, guessing that being pressured by the ball is just like this.

His gaze swept across the clouds and mist, his newly relaxed body froze again, and two huge light clusters were facing them in the tumbling snow and dust clouds.

This is... the eyes?

Eyes bigger than floor-to-ceiling windows.

It's no wonder that some people get giant phobia, this is too big!

The key is that the light spot in my peripheral light seemed to be dead, and I didn't dare to move it.

"There is even a small western bug?" The huge light group stared at the ball with interest: "Your king didn't dare to gnaw his teeth in front of me back then, you are quite courageous."

hiss.

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

Shao Zifeng swallowed hard and forced a grudging smile on his face.

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

"Roar!"

The ball body shivered and continued to roar unconvinced with his neck.

Shao Zifeng hurriedly pulled it off his shoulder and held it in his arms to cover its mouth.

Next time I have to teach this kid what strategic recognition is called.

Such a character will be beaten to death sooner or later.

"Boy of the Donghuang clan, don't be nervous."

There was a sound of iron collision, and the huge pair of eyes turned to Shao Zifeng, looking at him up and down.

Shao Zifeng actually felt a touch of kindness in his eyes...

What the hell!

I actually felt kindness!

"The bloodline is still pure, it's too thin. It seems that the Donghuang people are in a very difficult situation now... Hey, they still have a god-given magical power. Unfortunately, this magical power is a bit tasteless. If it was back then, it could be a feeder. hunting..."

The deep voice sounded in Shao Zifeng's heart, with no hidden meaning.

Shao Zifeng twitched the corners of his mouth, and resisted not speaking.

I still don't know what this person is from, and just looking at the size of this eye is not something I can offend.

After looking at Shao Zifeng, it seemed to be somewhat unsatisfactory.

"Boy of the Donghuang tribe, how many Hmongs are there in the Donghuang tribe now."

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

"Hahahaha." Seeing his confusion, the voice laughed in his heart: "It stands to reason that I am a lot older than yours. I will suffer. You can call me grandpa."

Shao Zifeng's face turned black.

I want to suffer this loss too, or we should change.

"Okay, I really don't know what is good or bad. When your ancestors chased and called my grandfather, I didn't care about it." The voice was a little depressed: "Donghuang is the name of your ancestor, isn't it now? Dong Huang clan?"

Shao Zifeng thought about it carefully, and replied seriously: "Never heard of it. We are now called Xia."

"summer..."

Hearing this word, the voice suddenly stopped. It hadn't spoken for a long time, and it seemed to fall into some kind of memory.

After a while, it sighed and said, "It's okay to be called Xia... I didn't expect that the boy who was the least optimistic back then could continue a blood line for the Dong Huang clan."

"Boy, how many seedlings do you have in the Xia?"

It seems to be very concerned about this issue, staring at Shao Zifeng with piercing eyes.

Shao Zifeng thought for a while...

After all these years of rest and recuperation, Daxia's population growth is fairly rapid. Although he has not paid attention to the census, he still has a basic impression.

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

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a touch of sadness in the pair of eyes.

"On the 61st population, there are only 6 ones..."

Shao Zifeng was dumbfounded.

It's not.

Your accent is wrong.

"It's a few hundred million, not a few 1."

Shao Zifeng corrected it cautiously.

"Boy, don't comfort me, this bloodline of Xia is sparsely populated, I should have known it a long time ago."

While speaking, Shao Zifeng felt that he was enveloped by a strong sadness.

No, you know a hammer...

It always feels like you understand something wrong.

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

"Of course I know that the first is a technical unit, just like the eldest brother who won the battle would give me a female dragon..."

Snapped!

Shao Zifeng covered his forehead with his hand.

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

Shao Zifeng's mind turned quickly. According to his poor historical knowledge, the unit of '100 million' now seems to be different from the ancient times.

For example, in the Western Han Dynasty, a hundred million represents one hundred thousand, and it seems that this unit is not used anymore.

The person in front of me is always like ‘Xia’, no matter how you look at it, it’s an old-fashioned person.

Why don't you try to make the unit smaller?

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

"Wan?"

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

"I once owned ten female dragons, ten ten is a hundred, ten hundred is a thousand, ten thousand is..."

Speaking of this, it suddenly got stuck, and his eyes seemed to look at Shao Zifeng.

"Ten thousand are ten thousand."

"Daxia now has 60 million people."

After saying this, Shao Zifeng suddenly felt a lot easier.

"Six...how many six?"

The eyes froze in the snow dust cloud and mist, and the stuttering voice exploded in Shao Zifeng's heart.

"Sixty thousand is sixty thousand and ten thousand."

"Sixty million... Sixty million."

Rumble!

The Forgotten Glacier suddenly shook violently, and the snow and dust clouds covering the iceberg rolled violently again.

Accompanied by the clinking sound of ironware, the dim scales are looming under the cloudsRoar! ! "

Suddenly, a dragon chant resounded throughout the world.

In the Forgotten Hanchuan, all the mutant creatures faced the iceberg, trembling and lying on the ice sheet.

The clouds continued to roll, and the eyes that were originally shrouded in the snow and dust became brighter and brighter.

I saw a huge head protruding from the tumbling snow dust, which was the head of a dragon.

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

The glaze flowing in the ice-blue eyes, it wanted to stretch out more, but it seemed to be confined in the mist of snow and dust.

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

But for the dragon in front of him, it could only hold its beard, mane, and even the scales of the dragon with iron chains.

"Sixty million! Dong Huang clan boy, you must be sixty million."

The hornless dragon in front of him was crazy, his eyes fixed on Shao Zifeng.

"I am sure!"

"Sixty million."

"Hahahaha, that's great! The sky is not dead for me, Dong Huang."

"My Dong Huang Erlang is 60,000, and I will kill one day sooner or later..."

"Roar!"

Before he finished speaking, the chain fixed on it under the clouds suddenly lit up.

Click.

Thunders appeared out of thin air, constantly walking in the clouds and mist.

The hornless dragon seemed to have endured great pain, and its body was constantly twisting.

The ball felt the breath on the iron chain and buried his head in Shao Zifeng's arms, his body trembling constantly.

The little deer was restlessly leaning against Shao Zifeng, looking at the iron chain with some fear in his eyes.