"The White Feather Clan...has never heard of it."

The middle-aged noble woman named Mingjiu frowned and shook her head and thought, "There are so many small tribes in the buffer zone. I have to go back and check it to know the situation of this White Feather Clan."

"Have anyone ever heard of this White Feather Clan?" Jun Ling'an looked around everyone again.

"No......"

"I have never heard of any White Feather Clan."

Everyone shook their heads.

"All the White Feathers are dead?"

Xuangu looked at Xiao Yang.

"Yes, in their White Feather Clan, there are only the father and son left!"

Zichun helped Xiao Yang answer again, "When they escaped, Xiao Yang fell and injured his leg, so he hid in the cave with Xiaobao to recuperate. He happened to meet me by the Chihe River and saved me!"

"So... this Xiao Yang has unknown origin?" Xuangu frowned and looked at Xiao Yang with suspicion.

"Hmph! From my perspective, Xiao Yang... is clearly a spy sent by the barbarians!" Xuejuan looked at Xiao Yang and snorted coldly.

"That's right! This Xiao Yang has unknown origin and has such a weird son. There is definitely a problem. He must be a spy!"

Qingque naturally echoed.

The purpose of the mother and son seems to be to suppress Zishen, and they don’t care whether the reason is reasonable or not.

However, the words of the three of them also aroused many people's suspicion.

"The Xiao Yang's tribe members are dead, and his background is impossible to find out!"

"Originally, there are spies within our Hong clan. We have many confidential matters reported to the barbarians. We have to be wary of it!"

"Besides, this little baby... is a humble boy, and he does not meet the supreme identity of a saint!"

Many people nodded in agreement with the speculation of Xuanmu and his son.

Even Falcon Lingan frowned when he looked at the smiling divine baby in his arms.

"Our Hong clan is said to be created by the bloodline of the Taixu Feng clan when Nuwa made humans with a touch of clay. Therefore, since ancient times, women have been respected! But this child... is actually a boy!" Wu Ling'an sighed.

"Not bad! Xiaobao is indeed not a saint of the Hong clan!"

At this time, Xiao Yang didn't say anything and said out loud.

He didn't want the people of the Hong clan to regard the Divine Infant as a saint to be reborn.

"Swish..."

There was suddenly silence in the temple.

Everyone looked at Xiao Yang.

"Rareless! You are an ugly and dirty man, it's good to allow you to enter the temple, but you dare to speak loudly!" Xuangu said.

"Okay, I'll leave now!"

Xiao Yang got up and walked outside the temple.

"Ahhhh!"

The Divine Ying immediately broke free from the arms of Falcon Ling'anren, flew and jumped, and followed Xiao Yang.

"Slow down!"

Falcon Ling An, but said in a deep voice.

"Is there anything else?" Xiao Yang turned around.

"You actually left like this? It's so rude!" Xuan Hu scolded.

"Didn't you say that I am an ugly and dirty man and I'm not worthy of staying in this temple?" Xiao Yang sneered.

"you......"

"Xiao Yang, sit down!"

Zishen came over and pulled Xiao Yang to sit down again.

"Xiao Yang, you just said that this child is not a saint of the Hong clan. Then what do you think...who is he?"

The Han Ling'an man looked at Xiao Yang, as if he had taken him seriously.

"He may be the deformed child born by a woman from our White Feather Clan. He was abandoned in the bird's nest deep in the mountains and happened to be picked up by me."

Xiao Yang paused and said, "Xiaobao has been with me for seven or eight years, but he has always been like this. He can't speak or grow tall. He should not be a saint of the Hong clan, or a deformed child."

"That's right! I just said that this child is a freak!" Xuejuan sneered.

"Yes! He must be a monster, a monster bell with the woman from the White Feather Clan!"

Qingque also looked at the divine baby with contempt, "It is said that there are many strange monsters in that buffer zone!"

"this......"

Everyone was stunned again after hearing what Xiao Yang and Xue Juan Qingque said.

"Mr. Mingjiu, what do you think?"

Jun Lingan looked at Mingjiu, who was sitting at the first place on the right.

"The situation of this child is indeed confusing, and I dare not express my opinion rashly. In my opinion, let Xiao Yang take him with him first and stay in Fusang City and observe for a while before talking about it!"

Mingjiu looks calm.

Although she said little, Falcon Lingan seemed to respect her very much.

"Okay!" Jun Ling'an nodded, "Then let Xiao Yang and his son stay at Zichun's house as said by Lord Mingjiu. I will discuss with the elders of the temple before talking about it!"

"Yeah, not bad!"

Everyone nodded and agreed with Falcon Lingan's decision.

"Purple Coin, Xiao Yang is wearing your Sun-Rain God Wheel in his neck. You shouldn't... want this dirty and ugly slave to be your family lord?"

Xuejuan looked at the gear pendant in Xiao Yang's neck and ridiculed her sarcastically.

"Yes, I have chosen Xiao Yang to be my family!" Zi Yuan admitted directly.

"What? Hahaha!"

The two sisters Xuejuan and Qingque laughed at the same time.

"If I read it right just now, Xiao Yang... is a dead cripple?" Xuejuan said with a smile.

"Xiao Yang has no tribe, just like a dog that no one wants! You actually want to choose him as your family lord, which is simply embarrassing our Three-winged Clan!" Qing Que also sneered.

"shut up!"

Zichun lowered her face and said: "Xiao Yang is the king of my choice. If you dare to speak rudely to him, you will be disrespectful to me! Even if you don't say that I am a general of the Hong clan. Jun, I am also your elder sister!"

"Purple Coins, this is not that we disrespect you as a general. Jun. If you choose any man from the Sanyi tribe as your family lord, we will naturally not be irresponsible!"

"That's right, the Xiao Yang you chose is so trash from a background! Even if we don't say it, who would look down on him?"

The sisters Xuejuan and Qingque refuted without hesitation.

"My family lord, I will choose whoever I like, no matter your business!" Zichun said coldly.

"you......"

"Enough!"

Jun Ling'an Ren spoke, interrupting their quarrel, and then said, "Zichun, since you became an 18-year-old, I have urged you to choose a family king, but you don't see anyone... Now, do you really want to choose Xiao Yang?"

"Yes, when I rewarded Xiao Yang with the Sun Mang God Wheel, I had already chosen him as my family lord!" Zichun said firmly.

"Why? Is it to bring Xiaobao with me?"

Falcon Lingan was a man and looked at Xiao Yang and his son.

"This is just one of the reasons!" Zi Yuan paused, "In my heart, I actually fell in love with Xiao Yang. I am willing to choose him as my family king!"

"And, I promised Xiao Yang that in this life, I only want him as a man and will not recruit any other person!"

"What?"

Everyone was stunned!

"No! This is definitely not possible!"
Chapter completed!