Nuwa Growth Diary

Although the atmosphere at the scene was quite serious, Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the virtue of the little black snake: "Oh, this isn't Zhou...then whose snake?"

007 was surprised: "You recognize this snake?!" He looked suspiciously at the group of three people afterwards: "By the way, who are you?! Was there just now? You came very quickly."

Yang Yan stared at 007 for a while, then smiled suddenly: "We are friends of Zhanxuan, we have heard of brothers."

Zhan Xuan's name is really easy to use, and when it was put out, it bluffed 007. Afraid that the other party might not be too convinced, Yang Yan quickly took out his mobile phone to open the voice broadcast, and swiped a call to Zhan Xuan's care and condolences: "Brother Zhan has been investigated clearly today?! Did the people who intercepted you know what happened? Listen? Xiao Tang said that other people from the rivers and lakes have also been intercepted. Don't hesitate to speak up wherever you need it."

Zhan Xuan, who answered the phone, was inexplicable, very surprised that this rich second-generation was such a enthusiastic person, but still smiled: "It's okay, just a small problem. You can rest assured, I really need to speak for sure." Help out, this friend must also be made.

You come to me to say a few words, Yang Yan cut the phone, raised an eyebrow at 007 and smiled: "Believe it?!"

007 was finally relieved: "Haha, it turned out to be a friend of the rivers and lakes."

Feng Xiaoxiao seemed to understand Yang Yan's intentions a bit, and smiled and went to pull people: "Okay, our friend will stay here to help you watch your colleagues. You should go with us first. The wind is tight outside, so don't tire the flat-headed people. "

While pulling the man, he turned his head and shouted at Yang Yan: "Second brother also called Li Xiao by the way and asked him to come together."

Yang Yan nodded knowingly.

So the three of them left, rented a car nearby and went back to the pottery bar to rest and heal their injuries, and then Li Xiao hurried over with Wang Yousan.

An hour later, reporter 007 left Pottery empty-handed. He only remembered that he seemed to go out for an interview today. Later, he accidentally met two friends from the rivers and lakes circle, and then...Huh? Then what else? ! Probably because the recent interviews are too exhausting, and I can't remember things clearly...

Pottery bar. Li Xiao proudly boasted of his credit: "Fortunately, I forgot to replenish the water, otherwise Zeus turned into a boy and saw him with his own eyes. I don't know how many troubles will happen later."

Feng Xiao Primary School Fuxi pinched the little black snake by seven inches before, and squeezed it softly in his hand, playing with it: "Second brother just opened the eye of the sky?!"

"It's on." Yang Yan grabbed the phone and came out while Du Niang smoothly said: "The other party seems to claim to be Fei Lian in front of the kid... Yes!" After finding the encyclopedia entry, Yang Yan's eyes lit up: "Look, there is him. The information is here. It is indeed from the prehistoric times, but not from the ancient prehistoric times, but only from the humanistic era that the Yellow Emperor began...The position is Feng Bo, responsible for the eight wind news, the five luck climate."

Feng Xiaoxiao leaned over and looked at it together: "Hey. It's actually Junior Brother Xiao Jiang?!"

Yang Yan glanced at it, and there really is such a thing. Li Xiao was surprised: "Then Brother Jiang might have some friendship with him?!"

"I don't think so." Feng Xiaoxiao pouted his lips: "If a person is really holding Pangu thighs, a mere Chiyou may not be eye-catching."

Receive the phone. Yang Yan frowned: "The recent ones seem to have been against the Yellow Emperor in ancient times. Xing Tian is a very typical one. Although this Feng Bo is not as famous as Xing Tianchi, his skills are not small."

Feng Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it was ancient rather than orthodox prehistoric, "I'll just say it, I heard that the true power of the prehistoric was dead at that time, how could it come out..."

"Buxing people also have external avatars?!" Yang Yan despises this person who has no sense of crisis: "According to your saying that Brother Xi once killed the prehistoric gods and demons, I can probably imagine his clone reincarnation as the Yellow Emperor. Why? It would be so unfriendly to diplomacy, and why was it beaten by so many people?

Although people often say that the descendants of Yanhuang and Huangyan are descendants of Yanhuang and Huang, they are serious. The relationship between the two is really not good.

The Emperor Yan was the emperor who truly ruled all the people, and his position was far above the Yellow Emperor. And the latter's superiority is precisely because it created the former's anti...or more accurately. At that time, the latter claimed the king with a fist and drove the Emperor Yan, who had ruled the whole world, from the throne. As a result, the other party could only go to the south to live in a corner. At that time, it was called the Southern Heavenly Court.

Emperor Yan was a little old when he was ousted from power, probably too lazy to move, so he could not toss it anymore, but his son and the ministers were not reconciled, and the relationship with the Huangdi tribe was naturally not friendly.

If it weren't for Chi You, who was finally united to fight against Jiuli, there would be no way of saying that the descendants of Yan and Huang would have come. However, before the two sides truly united, Emperor Yan, Emperor Huang, and Chi You from Jiuli had always been in a three-legged state with horns on guard.

After a while, you will fight over, and then I will fight over. Today, everyone is an enemy. Tomorrow the other enemy is stronger, we will temporarily suspend our troops and join forces to shoot him first...

In a word, the Yellow Emperor's regime was really defeated.

So in a sense, those who are not from the Huangdi tribe can indeed be regarded as his enemies.

Feng Xiaoxiao's history subjects in compulsory education are barely passing low. Except for the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, his eyes are blackened, let alone such a complicated history of the Stone Age nearly 5,000 years ago.

After listening to it hastily, she almost knew that those people were having trouble with Fuxi, and that was enough for her. Anyway, it has been so long now, and it is not important to understand the cause of the hatred, as long as you know that the end result is that everyone will come over and make trouble.

The murderer who hijacked Lucifer has been confirmed. Feng Xiaoxiao rubbed his temples to press down the gossip of his forehead, then grabbed the little black snake and lifted it up and shook it: "What about this one now?! Go directly to Athena and Poseidon. Come here, hand people over and let them divide?!"

"..." Yang Yan's temple also jumped: "People want people, and we give snakes... Let's not talk about the species difference. Wouldn't it be a little bad if you are perfunctory?!"

Fuxi turned people into this way at the beginning, just to suppress the power of Zeus, so as not to harm sentient beings everywhere.

But now, whether it is Athena or Poseidon, it seems that the incident cannot be resolved peacefully. What the two want is the sharp king, and they can only give a snake...The former can help the market, the latter can only fry, cook and stew to supplement body nutrition...

Is this difference a bit too big? !

Feng Xiaoxiao also said: "This...Who can solve Brother Xi's method?! Anyway, I can't do it anymore, do I have to ask Athena to bring the snake to Pangu directly, and ask others to do it before fighting the other party? Do me a favor?!"

Several people hurt together.

Pressing things down temporarily, Yang Yan and Li Xiao can’t figure out a solution, but Feng Xiaoxiao’s solution is to see who Athena and Poseidon come first, and whoever comes, give Zeus the snake to whoever comes back. The two brothers or the two men discuss it by themselves.

One vote of the proposal, two abstentions, so the proposal passed smoothly...

The next day, Tang Qin took away the murals that he didn't know where to use, and King Xue Gui took away the pomegranate seeds that he didn't know whether to plant. After two things were resolved, Feng Xiaoxiao waited intently for the arrival of the Olympus god.

Before lunch, the landline at the Pottery Art Bar rang, and Feng Xiaoxiao got close, so he copied it: "Hello, Pottery Art."

Opposite the phone: "..."

"Hello?!"

"..."

"Signal is not good?!"

There was a long silence on the other side of the phone, and finally came a slightly blunt big tongue accent, with a little grievance in the voice: "My axe is broken..."

"Who are you?! You want to buy an axe to go to the hardware...Wait! Vidal?!" Feng Xiaoxiao finally remembered which great **** this familiar voice belonged to, and almost bit his tongue and pressed the conversation: "Uh! Right, ha, I have heard the unfortunate news...then what, I heard that there are dwarfs in your place who are very clever, let them fix it for you."

Vidal's voice was extremely sad and deep: "No, this weapon is not powerful."

"...So?!" If you have something, you just say it, brother!

Yang Yan yawned and went downstairs to eat breakfast and lunch. Feng Xiaoyue frowned and beckoned, so that people hurried over to help comfort the heartbroken otaku. Yang Yan came over suspiciously, just closing his ear to the microphone, just in time to hear Vidal, who had been silent for a long time, say: "They all said you have a kind of magical stone..."

Which stone? ! Yang Yan is quieter than the mouth shape.

Feng Xiaoshan said that he did not know.

The Nuwa stones in the myths and legends all have their destinations, and several pieces were taken to mend the sky, and they were wiped out by the ozone layer. They ran off to fall in love, but was killed by sister Lin. Another one gave birth to a monkey and was killed by the Buddha...

Feng Xiaoxiao was really helpless. After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear the following, so he coughed and said actively: "I don't have stones, only mud..."

"..."

"..."

"Well~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I will call you if I find it." Feng Xiaoxiao coughed again, depressed.

Compared to silence, he is indeed no better than others. This original title is the God of Silence...

So Vidal finally put down the phone with a satisfied "um".

Yang Yan gloated at the sad Feng Xiaoxiao while holding the microphone, and was not in a hurry to eat his meal. He sat down and asked, "Where are you going to get the magic stone for others?!"

"...Go outside and pick up a piece?! I remember there seems to be a small rockery in the street park."

So Yang Yan was also depressed, and he was really no better than this girl than shamelessly.

After lunching together, Feng Xiaoxiao went out for a walk and picked up the rocks. Yang Yan was in a daze while reading the newspaper at home. After a few minutes of silence, another voice came in... (to be continued. If you like this work) , You are welcome to () vote for recommended votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it.