"He is the god-cultivator!" Xuanyuan Group was always firm in the railway line, then looked at Huang Tian inexplicably, and asked with a happy and angry look: "What do you think?"

Huang Tian's back stiffened and he was silent for a while before he raised his head, his eyes firmly, and he said a little apologizing: "Disciples are indeed god-cultivators. Please forgive me, sir and messengers."

Huang Tian's words surprised Xuanyuan Duxiu and Tang Xuan, who had always thought he was a false god, and they looked at him in shock. Xuanyuan Duxiu's eyes were very complicated, and it was impossible to say whether it was a surprise or anger. After all, Huang Tian was brought by her and Hualun. He had a promising future. The two envoys were also good, and they could be said to have both fame and fortune. However, at this moment, she felt a sense of frustration that was fooled, which made her not only not surprised, but also very embarrassed.

Old man Xuanyuan ignored Xuanyuan Duxiu who was in a complicated mood. He just called Huang Tian and the others to stand up, then looked at me and the fat man with interest, and smiled: "It seems that you two don't mean at all. You must have seen through Huang Tian's strength a long time ago, right?"

I don’t know if this old man is really interested in us or has malicious intentions in us, but he actually exposed us directly.

The fat man was too lazy to hide his feelings and shrugged, "Not bad."

Upon hearing this, the eight old men's eyes lit up slightly, and they looked at the fat man and me, full of exploration. Old man Ying Feng smiled like an old fox, and then walked up to us, regardless of Xuanyuan Duxiu, who was confused and Huang Tian, ​​and kept nodding and said, "It seems that you are not real disciples of the Mou family anymore."

As soon as these words came out, even the fat man and I were shocked.

We played the role of the two brothers of the Mou family for so long, and even the head of the Mou family did not recognize them. What happened to these old guys? They actually saw through at a glance that we were fakes?

"Is it very strange?" Old man Xuanyuan also walked down and asked with a strange expression.

I ignored it. Although the fat man was shocked, he still didn't say anything and didn't care about the exposure of his identity. And in my mind, I communicated with a brother in the space.

“Where aren’t we like?”

Upon hearing this, Mou Qi frowned and said, "Master, you are no different from Uncle Master. Apart from being too outstanding than us, there is no flaw!"

I was a little stunned. Could it be that the strength shown by the fat man and I were not what the Mou family should have, which led to these old guys' suspicion?

However, even so, it is not right. After all, they have just met us for the first time, and even if they have some doubts, they cannot be so sure.

"Tsk tsk tsk... It's true that they are two super strong men!" Old man Xuanyuan clapped his palms, smiling.

"Okay, Old Man Xuanyuan, don't keep it a secret. Please invite two distinguished guests to sit down."

Among the eight old men, the only old lady came down and clasped her fists at me and the fat man, asking us to sit down.

The fat man was naturally not polite, walked up with peace of mind, and sat next to the old lady.

The old lady is also a strong man in the human king, and is also an elder of the Jiuxuan Tribe. She is also the ancestor of Hualun, named Huaxiu.

I followed, too, too lazy to pay attention to Xuanyuan Duxiu and the other two who were still confused below. They looked at the old guys with interest and said curiously: "How did you see it?"

"Because, you don't have the blood of the Mou family!"

Old man Xuanyuan also got serious and shook his head and said, "My wife is a disciple of the Mou family. However, she has passed away long ago. The people of the Mou family have turned into ashes, and I can recognize them."

Not to mention the fat man and me, even Xuanyuan Duxiu, who is a disciple of the Xuanyuan family, looked at Old Man Xuanyuan with shock.

Who would have thought that the Mou family, a lower-class tribe who lives in a corner, even had a senior who married into the eight super tribes?

"Old clan, since this is the case, why don't you promote the Mou family?" Xuanyuan Duxiu was a little puzzled.

After all, being a family tribe is too weak, it is also very embarrassing to the Xuanyuan tribe.

"Hmph, what are you promoting! The ungrateful Mou family has already expelled my wife from the tribe for 80 years. My wife and the Xuanyuan tribe have nothing to do with the Mou family!" Old man Xuanyuan snorted coldly: "And, do you think the Mou family is that simple? The tribe you are going to, the Mou family, is just a branch. Like the Qiao family, they are all scattered outside and are ignored by the tribe. They are not worthy of justice at all."

Old Man Xuanyuan didn't have any good feelings for the Mou family, but avoided conflicts between us, because he didn't care about how we pretended to be the Mou family, and only cared about who we were and what our strength was, which also spared us some verbal talk.

"Then... what are you?" Xuanyuan Duxiu was a little embarrassed to know the identity and strength of my fat man and I, so he didn't dare to call him rashly, but just looked at us with fear.

I glanced at the fat man and took the lead in changing back to his original appearance, with the fat man following closely behind.

After seeing our appearance clearly, in addition to Xuanyuan Duxiu who could not guess the strength of me and the fat man, Tang Xuan and Huang Tian were not too shocked, but were shocked by the appearance of the fat man countless times more handsome and charming than Mou Xinyu, he was quite calm.

On the contrary, the eight elders of the clan looked at us like ghosts, and Hua Xiu said tremblingly: "Can you two know how to keep your face?"

Well, no matter how old a woman is, she will be excited whenever she sees hope that she can keep her face.

"Won't."

I shrugged.

"Then your age..."

Old Man Xuanyuan also stuttered a little.

The fat man was impatient, waved his hand and snorted coldly: "You guys talk nonsense to us for a long time, can't you just come to study our age, right?"

When Xuanyuan Duxiu heard the fat man’s arrogant words, he was stunned. Obviously, he didn’t expect that we would be so domineering after being seen through.

"Of course not. I dare to ask about your true strength and... purpose!" Chen Shengdao, the old man Yingfeng, was a little alert.

"Looking for someone." I was not too long-winded. My plan with Fatty was to openly find someone after entering the battlefield of the Demon God. After all, we don't have time to waste here.

"who?"

Everyone spoke in unison.

I didn't say anything too much, but I just used my mind to change my grandfather's appearance in the air.

"It's him!"

Everyone sighed, stood up one after another, looking at the fat man and me with a cautious look on their faces of suspicion.

Fatty and I were a little stunned. Unexpectedly, everyone here knew grandpa. What was going on?

"What is your relationship with him?" Old Man Xuanyuan snorted coldly.

"It's all your business. Just tell me where he is." The fat man was impatient and slapped the table. The table turned into powder, without even a trace of residue.

Everyone took a breath. The fat man did not move any magic power just now, and what we saw was a wood full of yang energy, which was very hard. Even if these old guys present did not use magic power, they might not be able to do it. After all, the physique between me and the fat man is very different from them.
Chapter completed!