Honghuang: People in Jiejiao, picking up entries to prove Hunyuan

Tong Ling's eyes condensed, and he directly passed through the space and looked at one of the many luxurious houses in the center of the Feng clan's territory.

He saw the scene inside.

A pretty girl was sitting in front of a bronze mirror, fixing her makeup.

Tong Ling did not look closely at the appearance of the human girl, but focused all his attention on the power of luck emanating from the human girl.

The vigorous power of luck was actually faintly connected to the luck of the entire human race, and the luck of the entire human race began to rise strongly and even burst out.

This was an incredible thing.

Suiren and other three ancestors of the human race also saw through the space at this time and saw the pretty girl in the luxurious house, and they were all shocked.

Hua Ming and Hua Zhu, who stood respectfully on the side, found that the three human ancestors and the ancestor of literature did not speak, and they were a little curious.

Hua Zhu couldn't help but look up and peek at Youchao's ancestor, and found that this ancestor's eyes were looking at the center of Feng's territory, where their family lived every day.

He followed Youchao's ancestor's eyes and found that this ancestor was looking at the house where his precious daughter Huaxu lived. He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

I don't know why this ancestor paid attention to his daughter Huaxu.

Of course, Hua Zhu naturally didn't think that Youchao's ancestor had any thoughts about his daughter, but simply felt that he didn't understand.

An ordinary human girl, at most, has a little talent in cultivation. Is there anything to pay attention to?

Thinking of this, Hua Zhu peeked at the two ancestors, Suiren and Ziyi, and when he found that the two ancestors' eyes were also on the house where his daughter Huaxu lived, he suddenly felt more confused and curious.

Finally, he secretly glanced at Tong Ling, the ancestor of human race, and found that the gaze of this human race leader was also looking at the house where his daughter Hua Xu lived. Therefore, Hua Zhu's doubts and curiosity turned into shock.

"Is there something special about my daughter?" Hua Zhu thought that his daughter was ordinary, but the gaze of the four human race leaders at this moment made him believe that his daughter might not be ordinary.

Hua Ming, who was beside Hua Zhu, saw his son's reaction and couldn't help but pull Hua Zhu's arm, asking him to pay attention and keep respect for the three human ancestors and the ancestor of literature, and don't peek blindly.

Hua Zhu signaled his old father with his eyes, asking him to see what the three human ancestors and the ancestor of literature were doing at the moment.

Hua Ming saw his son's eyes blinking and signaled to him again and again, and finally couldn't help but peek at the three human ancestors including Suiren and Tong Ling, the ancestor of literature.

When he found that the eyes of these human leaders were all on the house where his granddaughter lived, he was immediately shocked and had the same thought as his son Hua Zhushi, "Is there something special about my granddaughter? Otherwise, how could she attract the attention of the three ancestors of the human race and the ancestor of literature at the same time?"

Hua Mingshi knew very well that the three ancestors of the human race, such as Suiren, were beings who had cultivated the Dao fruit of the Daluo Jinxian. In the vast prehistoric world, they were all worthy of the title of great supernatural powers.

As for Tong Ling, the ancestor of literature of the human race, it goes without saying that his reputation in the human race has reached a peak.

The deeds of the ancestor of literature who killed a Daluo Jinxian with a single glare and killed a quasi-saint with a strand of hair have been widely circulated among the human race today, and no human race does not know about this.

In this way, the power of Tong Ling, the ancestor of literature of the human race, is completely deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It is precisely because of the existence of Tong Ling, the ancestor of literature, that the human race has been expanding and developing in recent years, and has been quite confident, and is not afraid of the surrounding races at all.

And some of the surrounding races, in terms of overall strength, if Tong Ling is not included, are even stronger than the human race.

But because they are afraid of Tong Ling, the ancestor of literature, these races finally choose to avoid the human race.

In this case, Tong Ling, the ancestor of literature, has reached a level in the entire human race that is comparable to or even surpasses Nuwa, the creator of the human race.

Almost supreme.

In this way, if there is a human race who can make Tong Ling, the ancestor of literature, look at him a few more times, then he must have something extraordinary.

And if Tong Ling, the ancestor of literature, can keep staring at him, I am afraid that he is likely to have an extraordinary appearance!

Not to mention, now there are three human ancestors plus Tong Ling, the ancestor of literature, staring at him together.

What does this mean?

It means that Hua Xu, the granddaughter of my Hua Ming family, is definitely not simple!

When he thought of this, Hua Ming could no longer hold back his excitement, and his body began to tremble slightly.

His son Hua Zhu, who was beside him, was also excited at this time.It was still moving, but relatively speaking, it was better.

At this time, Tong Ling and the three human ancestors, including Suiren, finally retracted their gazes.

Suiren, Youchao and Ziyi all looked at Tong Ling, waiting for Tong Ling, the leader of the human race, to speak.

But it was obvious that from the joy in their eyes, it could be seen that they were in a good mood now.

The luck of the human race was actually surging!

Although they didn't know why, as the ancestors of the human race, they were connected with the luck of the entire human race, and they would instinctively feel happy and relieved.

At this time, Tong Ling had almost guessed the identity of the girl in the house.

At this point in time, the luck of a mere girl could actually drive the luck of the entire human race to surge.

Tong Ling couldn't think of anyone else except Huaxu, the mother of the Emperor of Heaven.

Thinking of this, Tong Ling nodded to Suiren and the other three ancestors, then pointed to the luxurious house where the girl was and asked, "Who lives in this house?"

Hua Ming and Hua Zhu did not dare to neglect it. Hua Zhu hurriedly said to Tong Ling respectfully, "Report to Master Wenzu, the one living in that house is my daughter Hua Xu."

Hua Xu, the future Hua Xu.

As expected.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Tong Ling said, "Well, this ancestor and the three ancestors will meet your daughter Hua Xu later."

"Now, take us to see the footprints of the strange beast."

"Yes!" Hua Zhu heard that Tong Ling wanted to summon his daughter Hua Xu, and his heart was immediately more excited, and he responded with joy.

His father, Hua Ming, was beaming with joy at this moment, and even had some kind of vision in his heart, "Could it be that Lord Wenzu wants to take my granddaughter as a maid in the Wenzu Temple?"

When he thought of this, Hua Ming's body became more and more excited and trembling.

Tong Ling, Suiren and other three human ancestors noticed the excitement of the father and son, and saw through their emotions, but they didn't care.

Led by Hua Zhu, they came to the place where the strange beast left its footprints.

The Feng clan arranged for the clan members to guard here, and the leader was the elder Hei Xuan.