"This time, we must seize the opportunity, especially your heart rain. If you cannot be selected this time, that old woman Feng will never let you go. Your talent is the best in our Mou family. If you are kept by that old woman, it will be ruined!"

The young woman sighed and said, "Mu Xinlan," and she is more prestigious in the third generation. She also cared for Mou Xinyu and Mou Qi from the bottom of her heart.

When the fat man heard the word "captive" and his face turned dark.

Although he is not really Mou Xinyu, it feels really painful to have a big man coveted by an old woman...

"That's right, Xinyu, you have to perform well later!" Behind Mou Xinlan, a 16 or 17-year-old girl nodded at the fat man with a blue face. "When Xinyu, you become a candidate for the Demon God's battlefield, even that old woman dares not make things difficult for you!"

The girl is called Mou Yue. Her luck is just red, not bad, but her strength is only in the early stages of the Grandmaster. Compared with Mou Xinyu and Mou Qi, it is still far from that of Mou Xinyu and Mou Qi.

Obviously, the Mou family has a good relationship, and they respect each other and are in a tribe with a good atmosphere. There are two young people around the two women, and the young people are almost the same talent as Mou Yue. Several people whispered to us, and their concern was beyond words.

I took a look at Mou Xinyu and the other two who were unconscious in the space, and sighed a little.

After a short while, most tribes have signed up, and only some inferior tribes who are not very confident are waiting for the end.

"It's time for us." An old man came over in the crowd and waved to us.

This old man is over 60 years old and his luck is light purple. Even among this group of people, he is considered good.

His physique is of the ancient human race, and his talent is at the peak of the ghost saint. It is quite good. Even compared with the middle-aged woman in charge of registering the Tang tribe, he is better.

"The patriarch is here too." Mou Xinlan's face was happy and took us over.

The old man is the patriarch of the Mou family tribe. Generally speaking, the grand tribe will not be in close contact with the clan leader. Only the middle and lower tribes, without suitable old generation strong men, will the patriarch be sent.

There was no such tribe in ancient times that there was no elder. The entire Mou family had the greatest power to be the clan leader, and then the oldest generation of strong men. These strong men are all called clan elders.

There are several clan elders of the Mou family, and their strength is not as strong as this clan leader. The strength of the clan leader is only the peak of the early stage of the Earth Immortal, equivalent to the peak of the advanced ghost king, and not even the Ghost King.

I shook my head, no wonder the Mou family is a lower-class tribe. The strongest man is just a little stronger than a female manager in the Tang tribe. That middle-aged female manager was also in the early stage of the Earth Immortal.

Of course, although it seems that the realm is stronger, even if they are two middle-aged female managers, they should not be the opponent of Chief Mou.

"The lower-class tribe, the Mou family tribe, the eighth generation of seven disciples, Mou Xinlan, Mou Qi, Mou Xinyu, Mou Yue..."

The patriarch stepped forward to register.

Although most people present looked down on the Mou family, even many tribal disciples of both lower-class tribes did not take the Mou family seriously. However, the middle-aged female manager was very polite to the Chief Mou. Perhaps because Chief Mou was stronger than her, it might be just their professional cultivation. After all, selecting combat readiness talents for the human race is a big deal.

"Oh, isn't this Mou Xinyu, the senior Feng valued? He is indeed a handsome talent and has a good appearance."

In the crowd, a middle-aged woman sneered. Moreover, when the woman mentioned Mr. Feng, although she sounded respectful, she felt a little disapproving in her tone. Obviously, she looked down on the Mou family, which has a very low status, nor did the old cow eat tender grass.

"Ugly..." The fat man instinctively prepared to ridicule the middle-aged woman as an ugly old woman, but she was pulled by Mou Xinlan and winked at her anxiously.

"Xinyu, don't cause trouble. This woman is the top three Luo family manager in the middle-class family. She also brought her family disciples to sign up this time. We can't afford to offend her now."

Although Mou Xinlan was also indignant, she was very helpless and quietly reminded the fat man.

The fat man's face froze. When he was about to blurt out, he held his throat and looked at me helplessly.

I was full of black lines, and this guy started to get fucked again. Although we were not ready to tolerate anyone at the beginning, we could make a big fuss in the tribe. As long as we found out that my grandfather was not here, we would leave and didn't take it seriously at all. Now we have to be more careful. After all, if we want to sneak into the reserve team of the Demon Gods battlefield, we can't make too much trouble.

Besides, after contacting the members of the Mou family, we found that these people were very good. We were not afraid of our strength, and we were so happy that we patted our butts and left, but the Mou family was in trouble. Unless we took the entire Mou family away, the outcome of the Mou family could be expected.

Suddenly, I regretted it and chose the Mou family to disguise it. If I chose some other arrogant tribes, we would not be uneasy no matter how hard we were.

The fat man curled his lips, obviously also understood the whole truth, and endured it, almost causing internal injuries.

Ling Tong and I were helpless. The fat guy has a personality, no matter how strong he is, he is a bad person. I think he was similar in his previous life, and there were definitely many people who offended him.

After half a day, the registration was over. Tens of thousands of people present dispersed, leaving only two or three thousand. Most of these people were young disciples who registered, and a small number were old people in charge.

Because I was worried about the younger generation, especially Mou Xinyu, who was prone to causing trouble, the leader of the Mou clan did not leave.

"Please come with me." After inquiring, Mou Xinlan told us that this middle-aged female manager named Tang Ren. Tang Ren brought two or three thousand people into the Tang tribe martial arts field.

"Is this the Down tribe? This is the first time I have come in, it's so spectacular!"

"No, the houses of the Tang tribe are all made of high-quality stone and are very strong. Unlike our tribe, only a small part is made of good stone, and most of them are poor stone and wooden houses..."

"Well, our tribe also has a lot of good stone houses, which are already very good. It would be nice if those lower-class tribes and the entire tribe had one or two good stone houses. It's time to be content!"

There were waves of whispers in the crowd.

I glanced at the patriarch walking in front of me. His eyes were a little sighed, and he felt a little inferior, which made me shake my head secretly. The dignified tribe leader could not even raise his head. It is conceivable that the status of the Mou family is so low!

"We will also build so many good houses in the future. Xinyu, Brother Qi, the future of our tribe depends on you two!" Mou Yue clenched her fists fiercely, her eyes turned red, and her head turned, and her eyes nodded at me and the fat man with a slightly ferocious look.
Chapter completed!