"Oh?" Zhuque became interested, "Can you tell me in detail?

In the past, it was rare to capture the other side of the earth."

After a few seconds of silence, Xuanwu said: "I am the demon clan."

Zhang Luoyu sat upright, the top leaders of the demon clan? This is really rare. Is that the demon clan of that country?

Zhang Luoyu has done his homework in this regard.

There are many alien intelligent creatures in the world today.

There are demons, demons, ghosts, and monsters like China who practice to become humans;

There are also Fuso who become monsters based on various inexplicable situations;

There are also fantasy creatures like banshees, vampires, werewolfs, and elves in the Europa continent.

Relatively speaking, the United States is a country with fewer alien species - a species that is suspected to be demons in their place.

After everyone absorbed this information, Xuanwu continued: "The creature I caught this time is very strange. She... has cat ears and cat tails, and even has three beards."

"Hmm?" Zhang Luoyu asked a question, "What's the strange thing? Speaking of which, I have seen the demon clan, they also have beast ears and beast-tailed beast-eyed eyes, but they don't have beards."

"The proportional issue, or the subject issue." Xuanwu glanced at Zhang Luoyu, and then his tone turned soft, "If the demon who transforms into humans is more biased towards humans, then she is more biased towards beasts.

It’s like the demon clan we cultivate can put away all the symbols of demons, but that creature cannot do it. It seems that she has such an image as a cat ear and a cat tail when she was born.

This is more in line with the situation of the elves, but she is obviously more like a demon made by beasts like us."

"Doesn't the languages ​​differ?" Gou Chen asked, "I have a spell that can help her learn our language. Do you want to give her to me to try?"

"No need, we have seventy-four different types of similar spells, but none of them are useful." Xuanwu refused to hand over the alien species, "but they probably don't have a lot of supplies, and she ate the food we gave here quite happily.

Actually, I feel she is very cooperative, but there is no way to go if she can’t understand the language.”

Si Ming suddenly spoke: "Mingtang, if you have time, you can go to Xuanwu's place, maybe you can communicate with that creature."

Hum? Zhang Luoyu frowned slightly. What does this mean?

What does it have to do with other creatures?

Zhuque also frowned and puzzled. Lord Siming...is this implied something?

"Well, Mingtang." Xuanwu turned his head and looked at Zhang Luoyu, "Do you want to have a private communication? In exchange, you and I will know each other's identity."

Zhang Luoyu nodded: "Yes."

This is Xuanwu's show of kindness, and he fully understands it.

Because according to his own guess, the other party knew his identity, but he did not know his identity.

This means that the other party wants to tell himself the identity.

Seeing that he agreed, Si Ming waved his hand, and the thick fog surrounding Xuanwu was connected with the thick fog around Zhang Luoyu.

Of course, this is from other perspectives.

From Zhang Luoyu's perspective, the thick fog surrounding Xuanwu gradually dissipated, revealing the graceful figure inside.

That was a woman, a woman who could only be described in the vulgar words "noble, cold and beautiful".

Although she was sitting, according to estimates, she was at least 1.75 meters tall, and it was a routine to bulge in front and back. She also had bright silver hair with long waists, and two silver-white beast ears stood on the top of her head. Her flawless face was a pair of amber beast eyes.

"What do you call a young master?" Although her voice was extremely charming, her tone was cold, as if she was keeping people from thousands of miles away.

"Why do you have to do this girl? Don't say you don't know." Although she was extremely beautiful, Zhang Luoyu said there was no pressure.

I am used to looking in the mirror when I brush my teeth and wash my face every day - who can still look good as myself?

"Young master is really good at joking." The fox demon covered his mouth and chuckled, then said, "Thank you, Teacher Zhang, for taking care of that child."

Zhang Luoyu raised his eyebrows and said, "An Zhi's mother? I wonder what to call a lady?"

"Are you that old?" The silver-haired demon fox smiled gentle, "I am her sister. The current lord of the Tushan clan in Qingqiu Mountain is my name, An Modie."

"So that's it." Zhang Luoyu bowed, "Next week Luoshenyuan will hold the 'LuoShenyuan First Martial Arts Conference'. An Zhi is also a seed player. Is Miss An interested in watching?"

"Since it was invited by the young master, I would be disrespectful." An Modie pursed her red lips, "At that time, I will visit an old friend, and I will go along the way to visit the young master."

"Then I'm going to sweep the bed to greet you, waiting for the distinguished guests to come." Zhang Luoyu bowed his hand and pretended to be a sacred man.

After the two of them had finished their communication, Si Ming ordered: "It's not too early, if nothing happens, everyone will disperse."

After saying that, He waved his hand and Zhang Luoyu disappeared into the thick fog.

There were only ten people left but none of them left.

After a while, Zhuque took the lead and said, "Since everyone hasn't left, let's start our communication."

"Is it really okay for us to communicate in this fog?" Tian Lao, who had never spoken from beginning to end, asked, "Is it possible for Lord Siming to know?"

"It's okay." Qinglong waved his hand and said indifferently: "Mingtang is not here, you can talk about it any way, but I believe you won't reveal your true identity."

"Well, my question is very simple, and it will not involve your identities." Zhuque asked, "How do you know Lord Siming?"

The atmosphere suffocated instantly.

After a while, Tiande smiled and said, "Since everyone doesn't want to say it, I'll throw a brick and attract some jade.

It was more than fifty years ago, when there was a famine, my family was on the verge of starvation. It was Lord Siming who passed by and saved my family's life. Later, I studied with Lord Siming until now."

Zhuque then said, "I am an orphan. More than 20 years ago, I escaped from the orphanage that abused us with another person. Lord Siming took us in. After that, He taught us to study and practice martial arts until more than 10 years ago."

Tian Xing said coldly: "I am the same."

Jinkui continued: "Then we are different. Everyone knows that I am in the United States.

Lord Siming...He is friends with the founding fathers of the United States, and even He is the person behind the scenes.

I contacted Master Bo Ming from the 'some' ceremony in the 'some' place."

He concealed some information, but the whole thing was telling the truth.

Yutang said: "I am in a similar situation."

Tian Lao nodded: "I am the same, but I am not the founding father, but Lord Siming is my ancestor's friend, and I also found the summoning ceremony from what my ancestors left behind."

Xuanwu smiled: "My Lord Siming and I met a long time ago, a long time ago..."

Gou Chen said, "He is the Lord I believe in, and there is nothing else to tell you."

Then everyone set their eyes on Qinglong.

Qinglong shrugged: "I fought with Him, and I lost, that's that simple."

Then he said, "Don't think that he is the first level or not much higher than the first level. To be honest, although I know His strength,... that's not a dimensional thing at all.

This is a comparison with me, and my strength is not the same as yours, even if you all reach the first level."

"The words have come to this point, I've said goodbye."

After saying that, Qinglong left.
Chapter completed!