Chapter 570: Tengu Tribe

Is it ......" Xiao Xin'er scratched her head.

Mu Jiuge smiled silently, but his eyes deepened slightly.

Makino looked at the direction in which Yaoyao Golden Crow was sinking, looked back at the young man beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Little Brother Yejiu, it's going to be dark soon, the dark forest is dangerous at night, and you are training alone, if you don't mind, you can go back to the Tengu tribe with us to rest." ”

"Yes, yes!" Xiao Xin'er's eyes lit up, and she nodded, "This is the best." ”

Mu Jiuge groaned slightly, "That's ...... Will it bother? ”

"How?" Makino laughed and said, "A distinguished guest like you, our tribe can't invite you." ”

Mu Jiuge's red lips hooked and smiled: "Then bother." ”

"Great, let's go!" Xiao Xin'er smiled.

Mu Fei looked at Xiao Xin'er's happy appearance, although he was still unhappy, but at this time he also bowed his head and was silent, without squeaking, although he didn't like Mu Jiuge, but he had to recognize the strength of the other party.

But even so, Brother Mu believes in the other party too easily!

What if it's really a spy?

At dusk, darkness engulfs the entire Dark Forest.

The smell of danger swept over the rolling mountains, and instead of the exuberance of the day, everything seemed deep and mysterious.

On the edge of Candledragon Mountain, bonfires lit up a large dark area, and a bright area was lit up between the dense mountains, and at the forefront of the tribe was a protective barrier made of giant trees and stones, and the tengu emblem hung high.

In the tribe, the swarthy and burly man looked at the returning team, strode up to meet it, stretched out his strong arms, hugged his son, who was also tall and strong, patted him on the back and laughed heartily: "I'm back." ”

Mu Qi, the patriarch of the Tengu clan.

The Sanshan Ten Divisions are recognized as the third-ranked masters, and the powerhouses in the middle of the God Realm.

"I'm back, father." Makino also smiled happily and patted his father on the back.

Mu Qi let go of him, wiped his beard, and the hearty smile on his face was still the same, "Did you gain anything today?" ”

Speaking of harvest, there was a flash of embarrassment on Makino's handsome face, and after a pause, he smiled and said, "It's a long story...... That's right, father. ”

He let go of his body and looked behind him: "Let me introduce you, this is Ye Jiu, a little brother that my son just met, Ye Jiu, this is my father." ”

Mu Qihu's eyes rolled, and then he saw the red-clothed young man who was covered behind by his son's tall body, and he was instantly amazed.

The red lips and white teeth are obviously different from the group of rough men and bastards in their tribe.

"Hello Uncle Mu." Mu Jiu Ge stepped forward and tapped his chin.

"Okay." Mu Qi smiled and nodded, but the look and expression clearly read: Son, this is the little son who ran away from home from a rich and noble family, and picked it up?

Makino looked at his father's "as if sympathetic" look, and laughed: "Father! Don't look at the little brother of the night nine, with thin arms and thin legs, he is a master who can fly a seventh-level rock-breaking beast with one palm, and even my son is not as good as me. ”

Mu Qihu's eyes were stunned, and the pair of eyes in the eyebrows instantly turned round, "Huh? ”

The eyes of the surrounding clan elders, men, and women all fell on the red-clothed young man, and their expressions were surprisingly consistent: stunned and unbelievable.

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