"Ancient Demon Family!"

Seeing the owner of the claws, Mu Wenxuan's brows couldn't help frowning.

On that person's chest, there was a huge demon character tattooed, and he was dressed quite similar to the demon marten in the triumphant duel not long ago, so it made him easily think of the ancient demon family.

"It seems that what the Chen family said about the marriage between the Mao family and the ancient demon family should be true. In Mu Wenxuan's heart, he gritted his teeth and thought, "It seems that this matter is even more tricky than I imagined!"

At this time, when Mao Tornado saw the owner of the claw, he immediately became excited: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, hurry, this is this person, he injured my father before, you kill him quickly!"

"Oh, with you, you can hurt my father-in-law!"

Hearing this, the demon family couldn't help but be stunned, turned their heads slightly, and saw Mao Can twitching on the ground, and was slightly surprised in his heart: "Father-in-law has nine fingers and three stars, and his strength is only below me, little ghost, I can't imagine you, are you quite capable!"

"Hehe, as the triumphant god of war, Mao Can and the Mao family are already disrespectful to me, is your demon family also involved. Mu Wenxuan subtly changed the topic.

However, the demon family didn't appreciate it at all, and shrugged their shoulders senselessly: "Oh, Triumphant God of War, you are the winner of this year's triumphant duel, it really makes me curious, that stinky boy of the demon mink will lose to you in the end!"

"Big Brother Marten. Mu Wenxuan bowed.

"That's it, I don't know what happened to this year's triumphant duel, which made you such a stinky boy come out on top. The demon family obviously didn't know what happened at today's triumphant duel, so they shrugged their shoulders quite senselessly: "But even so, if you want to use the name of the Triumphant God of War to scare me, then you can think too much, the Triumphant God of War may be useful for the Mao family, but for my demon family, it's not a fart!"

Mu Wenxuan saw that the name of the Triumphant God of War was useless, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart: "I can't consume it with this person, his strength is stronger than Mao Can, I'm afraid his status in the demon family should be very noble!"

"And judging from the words just now, I'm afraid that the identity is stronger than Brother Demon Mink, now let's think about how to get out. Thinking of this, he looked away, looking for an opportunity to evacuate.

But at this time, the people of the demon family didn't give Mu Wenxuan a chance at all, and in the blink of an eye, they approached in front of Dao Mu Wenxuan, and their whole body exuded a terrifying demonic aura: "Little ghost, hold your name, my demon horse will not kill nameless rats!"

"Demon Steed!"

Hearing this, Mu Wenxuan took half a step back, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a sarcastic smile: "Hehehe, it's really no wonder, I said how the dignified demon family is in the same stream with this shameless Mao family, it turns out that even the name is so similar, and it has a horse name!"

"Stinky boy, you're looking for death. Mao Longjun was in the distance and scolded violently.

The demon horse was even more direct, and after raising it with one hand, he grabbed it directly at Mu Wenxuan's neck: "It's really a shame, it's already a big disaster, and you dare to talk back to me here, now I'll let you know the consequences of offending my demon horse!"

Touch.

With one blow, Mu Wenxuan raised his silver feather feather and barely attacked it, but the whole person still took a few steps back in a row: "It's really damned, this person's strength, I'm afraid it has reached the peak of nine fingers and three stars, Sister Ping's current me, I am not his opponent at all!"

"I gave you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it, so be a nameless ghost. The demon horse snorted coldly, and without hesitation, he rushed forward with an arrow step, turned into a claw with one hand, and poked towards Mu Wenxuan's chest.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Mu Wenxuan couldn't help but be frightened.

"If only the Golden Bone of the Dream was still there. He was a little apprehensive in his heart, if the golden bone of the dream was still there, he might be able to rely on the flickering to directly dodge the attack, or even escape from the Mao family.

But in the triumphant duel, the five golden bones have been deprived of the Netherworld, and now he has no power to return to the sky.

"Do you want to be defeated here?"

Looking at the sharp claws that were gradually expanding in front of him, Mu Wenxuan's heart became more and more frightened, but at this moment, at a precarious juncture, a light blue light and shadow appeared, and he saw that the space in front of him suddenly rippled a little.

"The power of space. Seeing the rippling space, Mu Wenxuan was stunned in his heart.

He once had the golden bone of dreams, and he had a unique insight into the power of space, although he was not as good as the dreamers, but it was absolutely impossible to admit his mistake.

"Gollum~, this, what is the situation, how is it possible, could it be that the heavens heard my prayer and made my dream come true. Mu Wenxuan swallowed and foamed, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

After the space was slowly torn, a thin old man came out of it.

The old man, his eyes were full of kindness, and when Qin Shi saw it, he couldn't help but be stunned, and spat at the mouth fiercely: "Sun, Xun senior!"

"Hehe, little friend, remember me!"

The old man was none other than Mengxun, the dreamer who followed Meng Fan'an in the Arctic Empire.

Seeing Meng Xun, Mu Wenxuan's heart, I don't know why, there is an inexplicable warmth: "What do you say about the old seniors, you didn't help me less when you were in the Chenyun Empire, if it weren't for you, Wenxuan wouldn't have achieved what he is today, I still have to thank you!"

"Haha, good, good, good!"

A few words, words fell on Meng Xun's heart, making him laugh, to tell the truth, he watched Mu Wenxuan go from a hairy boy who didn't even understand the power of Seiya to today's achievement step by step.

Although the two have not intersected much, they have an indescribable relationship.

For Mu Wenxuan, the same is true, under the persecution of Liu Yili back then, if it wasn't for Meng Xun's help, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago, how could he have the opportunity to stand at the peak of this world.

"Dreamer, old ghost, what do you mean!"

At this time, the demon horse's eyebrows were locked, and he said angrily with some displeasure: "This matter has nothing to do with you, I advise you not to meddle in the end, otherwise even if you are a dreamer, don't blame me for the demon horse, my subordinates are ruthless!"

"Hehe, little one, it's disrespectful. Meng Xun glanced at the demon horse, and then pursed his lips: "I don't understand the etiquette of respecting the elders at all, how did the demon family teach you!"

"You... Look for death!"

Hearing that, the demon horse was furious, and immediately rushed towards Meng Xun: "A little old man with a venerable position, he dares to preach to me, it's really shameful, look at how I clean you up!"

Seeing this, Mu Wenxuan was also in a hurry, as the demon horse said, for him, Mengxun, who was high in the sky, was now only barely reaching the strength of the eight-finger throne, and he was not the opponent of the demon horse at all.

"Elder Sun, get out of the way!"

Mu Wenxuan was agitated, and his seriously injured body rushed forward, wanting to help Meng Xun block the attack of the demon horse.

But at this moment, Meng Xun smiled, raised his hand to stop Mu Wenxuan, and said calmly: "Mu Xiaoyou can have this heart, the old man is already very moved, but this demon ghost, we are not worried, naturally someone will deal with him." ”