Emperor's Red Makeup: The Duke is too black

Chapter 474

When stepping out of the secret path, what appeared before Xuan Luo's eyes was the first magnificent morning glow.

They stood on a boulder above the cliff, overlooking all the scenery below.

Here is another small country, so quiet and peaceful.Wisps of cooking smoke wafted from the roofs of the village, and the air was filled with a veil-like mist. The fresh air rushed towards their faces, accompanied by strands of golden light, shining on them.

Seeing this scene, not only Xuan Luo, but even Feng Wuxin, Feng Yun and the others closed their eyes unconsciously, feeling the peace and tranquility brought by this scene.

Xuan Luo always thought that with the background of the Feng Clan and their pride and self-esteem for many years, their tribe must be resplendent and full of intrigue, but she never expected that this tribe would be like an ancient and peaceful small country, full of anger everywhere The vigorous atmosphere, the laughter of children everywhere, is the kind of existence like a peach blossom garden.

"What you see now is only the place where ordinary people of the Feng Clan live. There are more villages around this village. Of course, in the farthest canyon is the real leadership of the Feng Clan." Feng Wuxin said to Xuan Luo.

"Actually, I like this place better." Xuan Luo looked down at the scene below, the corners of his eyes and mouth were full of envy.

A few little birds didn't seem to be afraid of people, and they even flew to Xuan Luo and the others. The clear and crisp singing made people's hearts soft and quiet unconsciously.

Xuan Luo took a deep breath, suppressed the envy in his eyes and the joy that could not be calmed down for a long time, looked sideways at Feng Wuxin, and said with a smile: "You don't intend to let me jump from here, do you?"

She took a brief look, and there was no way down here at all, just like the real cliffs, but not so high that the bottom could not be seen.

Feng Wuxin smiled, "Do you think I dare to let you jump from here?"

After speaking, he glanced at Feng Yun.

Feng Yun put his hand to his lips, and blew a loud whistle. Soon, the busy village below gradually became quiet, and those ordinary Feng people all looked at the place where Xuan Luo and the others were located devoutly. at the cliff.

Xuan Luo narrowed his eyes, feeling a little uneasy inexplicably in his heart.

Soon, many small black figures appeared in Xuan Luo's eyes, gliding from the farthest mountain.When she got closer, and then even closer, she could barely see that it was a hanging basket.

"How is it, are you surprised?" Feng Wuxin looked at Xuan Luo proudly, hoping to see a look of surprise and astonishment in her eyes, but he was disappointed.

Because at this moment Xuan Luo was searching for something above his head carefully, and his appearance was very serious.

"You Feng clan are really rich. The North Sea ice silk, which is hard to come by on the mainland, is used here as a leverage for this hanging basket to glide. Interesting, really interesting!"

Feng Wuxin twitched her forehead, "Are you short of money?"

Xuan Luo looked at Feng Wuxin with a half-smile, and nodded seriously, "Very short!"

While the two were talking, the hanging basket had already arrived in front of them.

There are nine in total, it seems that the white-clothed silver guards are all counted.That's right, below, and behind this, are the residences of ordinary residents. How could the silver guards in white stay here?
In her opinion, the Feng Clan is no different from those countries outside. There are ordinary people and people in power, but the ones in power here are not the royal family, but the people with the purest blood that have been passed down from generation to generation. As for the so-called Presbyterian Church, It seems that every hidden family has a force that is used to restrain the patriarch.

Xuan Luo and Feng Wuxin sat in a hanging basket, which felt like a modern hot air balloon. The hanging basket felt very empty. When sliding past the village below, Xuan Luo vaguely saw those people kneeling on the ground, respectfully And holy.

Xuan Luo bit her lip habitually.

Feng Wuxin said helplessly: "The news that you are coming back has been announced to the entire Feng Clan. Although the Feng Clan has always had a patriarch and an elders, the Phoenix Girl is like a symbol of this race. Those who are capable, as long as they are destined to be Feng Nu, will be recognized and supported by the whole clan."

"The whole family?" Xuan Luo raised his eyebrows, his voice a bit cold.

"Naturally, today is different from the past. Today's Feng Clan can no longer be compared with the past, but for these ordinary Feng Clan people, Feng Nu and the patriarch are equal existences." Feng Wuxin said a little self-sarcastically.

The speed of the hanging basket was very fast. Hearing Feng Wuxin's words, Xuan Luo didn't speak again. He just closed his eyes and listened quietly to the sound of gurgling water below. After going down for a while, he started to go up again. hindrance, kind of...

The taste of nine bends and eighteen bends.

Going up for a while, it seemed to be a cliff, Xuan Luo smelled the astringency of the moss, and couldn't help opening his eyes, "There really is a universe inside."

On the edge of the cliff, there is a wide hole, only to hear Feng Wuxin's reminder: "Close your eyes."

Xuan Luo closed her eyes without thinking, and then they entered the big hole in the cliff, Xuan Luo thought, they should go through the obstacles of this cliff and directly reach the "Feng Clan Headquarters".

It was a little cold and a little wet, and there was still the sound of gurgling water in the cave, accompanied by a faint sound of wind, and it was dark all around. I don't know how long it had passed, but I felt that the world outside suddenly opened up and the sun was bright.

Xuan Luo opened his eyes, suddenly surprised.

The tip of her upturned nose seemed to be brushed by soft clouds, and the bright but not glaring light made her feel like she was in heaven.

"Come down." Feng Wuxin stretched out her hand, ready to pull Xuanluo.

Just as Xuan Luo was about to reach out, he suddenly remembered what Feng Wuxin had said to him, their relationship seemed to be engaged?

Whether she admits it or not, when she arrives in the Feng Clan, she has to keep her spirits up and cannot relax at all, not to mention making this impossible thing a little more suspicious?
"No need, I'll do it myself!" Xuan Luo nodded politely at Feng Wuxin, and then got off the hanging basket by himself.

The alienation and indifference in her eyes, as well as the inviolable noble temperament, made Feng Wuxin's heart sink, but he is not an idiot after all, he guessed Xuan Luo's thoughts in less than a moment, so he suppressed the disappointment in his eyes, Putting away the tenderness only towards her, he said to Feng Yun and the others behind him: "You go back first, I will take her to see the patriarch."

Feng Yun opened his mouth to say something, but seeing Feng Wuxin glared at him, he obediently led them away.

After getting out of the hanging basket, what stood under his feet was an exquisite stone bridge, with purple irises planted on both sides, and on the opposite side of the stone bridge was a cylindrical pavilion, where dozens of people were waiting.

Don't look at just dozens of people, but these dozens of people are the top forces of the Feng Clan.

(End of this chapter)