The profession of teleporter actually has a good status in the main plane, although they can't be compared with the masters with high status, but they are all cronies of the city lord to become teleporters, but in the division plane, the status of the teleporter is obviously not very good.

Those strong young xenos like to go out and break through to get more benefits, and only the old, weak, sick and disabled will huddle in the city to do logistics services for the clansmen, this kind of people are destined to have no status in the xenomorph race that respects the supremacy of strength, and Mi Fu, the so-called teleporter, is a low-strength old man, otherwise this ancient mortal mage would not choose to be idle in the tavern.

Due to the limited time, and Wu Song felt that the people living in this dilapidated cabin should not be a big deal, so this guy did not make any other preparations, and directly entered the hut in a stealthy state, in his opinion, as long as he cleanly solved this Mifu teleporter, and then used the other party's corpse to open the teleportation array, it was completely enough to get everything, and this should not be too difficult, but after sneaking in, Wu Song found that this Mifu teleporter seemed to be not quite the same as others.

When Wu Song sneaked into Mi Fu's residence, the old Gu Fan tribe with a head full of white hair did not sleep, but sat on a very simple bed holding a large cup and drinking, from the other party's slightly scarlet eyes, it was not difficult for Wu Song to see that the old teleporter was already dizzy from drinking.

Comrade Xiao Wu secretly smiled, and said in his heart that this guy was drunk and had no precautions, and Lao Tzu just happened to kill him unconsciously, but just when he drew out his short sword and was about to give this old man of the Gu Fan clan a good time, the old man of the Gu Fan clan burped and suddenly spoke, "Human, can you wait for me to finish drinking this glass of wine before you do it, if you have any questions, just ask, when I finish drinking this glass of wine, I will tell you everything you want to know." ”

"Do you know who I am?" Wu Song's words from the other party surprised Wu Song a lot, Wu Song didn't feel anything about this stealth equipment being discovered, in fact, it was not a matter of once or twice that he was invisible, but the other party could see through his disguise and say that he was a human being, which made Wu Song quite incredible.

You must know that he used the mimic cloak to disguise but he has never been recognized, and this time he changed to become an Ekvira spider man, Wu Song has also swaggered in front of many xenomorphs, but no one can see through the disguise of the mimic cloak, but this old man named Mifu recognized him at a glance, which made Wu Song frown, and then, he used the auxiliary device to observe the other party's level, and was shocked to find that the old man's level was only fifty.

"You should be able to guess a little bit!"

"Then you can guess what I came to you for?"

Miffer nodded, pointed to a chair next to the bed with his chin and said, "You sit down first, when I'm done drinking this little wine, you can say hello casually, I will tell you everything you want to know and what you don't want to know, hehe, human, I'm really glad you came to me." ”

The old Mi Fu smiled like this, Wu Song was a little stunned, according to common sense, the other party is a different race, and it should be a hostile state when he sees a human being, but this old man seems to be quite welcoming to him.

Knowing that his arrival was ill-intentioned, he could still laugh, and Wu Song could see that there was no pretending element in the other party's smile, it was clearly the kind of happiness from the heart, which made Wu Song confused, this guy said that this old thing shouldn't be a super big BT, right? Why is it that death is coming, but he is so happy.

This guy rolled his eyes, pouted and smiled, and asked tentatively, "Mifu Teleporter, you helped me, once the Gopher people know about it, your ancient mortal clan will be unlucky, aren't you afraid that your people will be implicated because of your actions?" Wu Song didn't care whether Mifu's attitude was cooperative or uncooperative, he wanted to know what this strange old man had in his heart, what kind of mood could make this old man smile so happily when he saw his arrival.

"Hehe, if you don't implicate those bastards, I don't want to help you with this." Old Mifu let out a weird laugh and said, "Do you know what Lao Tzu's status was in the Gu Fan Clan? It's the Commander, the true Archon! But what did the guys I trusted do to me? For the position of the Great Commander, he secretly gave me a strange medicine, so that my level was unknowingly reduced from level 100 to only level 50 or 60, and these guys also killed all my cronies and relatives, but left me alone, let me be a hellish teleporter!

Human, can you relate to me, how I want to tear those enemies to shreds whenever I see them dangling in front of my eyes! Hehe, now that you're finally here, I finally have a chance to take revenge, as long as I let you go, those gopher people won't let my people have a good time, since they won't let me have a good time, then let's die together! ”

"Looks like this guy has been driven crazy by hatred!" For a thief with strong perceptual ability, it is not too difficult to discern whether a person is telling the truth or not, not to mention that Wu Song feels that there is no need for Mi Fu to deceive himself at all, if the other party intends to attract him to the bait, then since he appeared in this house, the other party's purpose should have been achieved, and there is no need for Mi Fu to continue to waste his tongue here.

Mi Fu's hatred for the rest of the Gu Fan clan is really deep to the point of not sharing the sky, this old man did not have any negative emotions such as fear when facing Wu Song, and completely regarded Wu Song, the killer who intended to kill him, as a confiding object, in Mi Fu's confession, Wu Song also learned about the grievances between this old teleporter and his own race.

Although this Gufan clan is now one of the largest races in this area, in fact, the development history of the Gufan clan in just over 100 years is enough to be described as a parabola.

More than two hundred years ago, the Gu Fan clan was still a third-rate small race nearby, and it was very difficult to mix and eat in the cracks of the major races, but a heroic figure among the xenomorphs in the division plane was enough to make a race rise, and the Gu Mortal race produced a hero two hundred years ago, and this hero who led the rise of the Gu Mortal race was the old dragon in front of him.