Xiaohu said, scratching the top of his head, looking confused.

Mo Yiming smiled lightly and said, "Maybe there are times when he is not there, and you happen to be not there." Okay, let's not talk about that, let's go find a place to cultivate, we have to find a quiet place. It's better that no one bother. ”

As soon as he heard the word 'cultivation', Xiaohu was so happy that he immediately danced with his hands and feet.

Mo Yiming is not familiar with this Kamu tribe, or even the entire Northern Wilderness, but for Xiaohu, who has been clever and eccentric since childhood, this Kamu tribe is simply well understood, and when his thoughts were spinning rapidly, he immediately thought of a place, and said: "I do know that there is a place where almost no one goes, but there are strange beasts there." ”

Mo Yiming looked at Xiaohu curiously and said, "What kind of beast?" ”

"What kind of wolf is it called? I forgot that Abba had told me. ”

"Hairy wolf?" Mo Yiming said immediately.

"Yes, it's called a hairy wolf." Xiaohu said it at once.

Mo Yiming smiled, he knew something about the long-haired wolf, he had seen it before when he was in the Alien Beast Ridge, this was a seven-fold alien beast, fierce and fast.

"This is not right, if the long-haired wolf, kill it, take its beast core, and refine the aura inside, it can just help you cultivate." Mo Yiming said with a smile.

For the long-haired wolf, Xiaohu has been afraid of it since he was a child, after all, such a fierce beast is like a ghost in Xiaohu's mind, which seems to be immersed in the bone marrow, making him frightened. What's more, he remembered that there was once a monk who had gathered eight qi and came back bruised all over his body, and the important thing was that he didn't find anything. Although Mo Yiming said that he was a cultivator who gathered nine qi levels, Xiaohu didn't fully believe it, after all, at this age, he felt that it was a little impossible, and even subconsciously felt that Mo Yiming was bragging.

But since Mo Yiming was willing to teach him to cultivate, these were no longer important.

"Since there is still aura in the beast core, I never knew about it." Little Tiger Road.

"Little Waste Tiger, where are you going?"

Just as Mo Yiming was talking to Xiaohu, a group of people came in front of him, except for a few middle-aged people, the rest of them were about the same age as Xiaohu.

When Xiaohu heard this, he was a little shocked, and immediately hid behind Mo Yiming.

Mo Yiming could think that Xiaohu must have been bullied by these people on weekdays. It's no wonder that Xiaohu fishes with his parents all day except for one person, and no children play with him. He remembered that when he was like Xiaohu, he played with the children of Tucheng all over the dust.

The child who spoke looked at Mo Yiming, and was even curious, thinking that this person was very unfamiliar, and said, "Who are you?" ”

Mo Yiming has never had a good impression of people who are not polite, even if it is a child, even this child looks very arrogant, and he looks like no one in his eyes.

"I guess it's from another tribe." Another child said.

"Karlu, don't talk to them too much, we still have to cultivate." Another child stepped forward and persuaded him.

The person named 'Little Waste Tiger' was called Galu, and he didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, so he looked at Mo Yiming curiously again, and said, "You haven't told me who you are, is it that another tribe has come to spy on you?" ”

Xiaohu poked his head out from behind Mo Yiming and said, "He's not a spy, he's the uncle of my grandma's tribe, and he came to visit me." ”

"It's a mute." One of them, a middle-aged man, suddenly spoke.

Mo Yiming touched Xiaohu's head and said, "Don't be afraid, Xiaohu, I'm here." Don't be afraid of them...... Stand out! ”

Listening to Mo Yiming's words, Xiaohu stood next to Mo Yiming timidly.

"It's not dumb, why didn't you answer when I talked to you just now?"

The middle-aged man said with some displeasure.

Mo Yiming swept the middle-aged man, didn't want to say more to him, turned his head to look at Xiaohu, and said, "Xiaohu, let's go, don't talk to these people who are fighting for the tiger, these people are not worth talking to us about." In the future, if he calls you a little waste tiger, you should fart and pretend not to hear, the dog bites the man, we can't bite the dog. ”

Mo Yiming's words are indeed very poisonous.

After speaking, Mo Yiming was about to pull Xiaohu away.

At this time, the middle-aged people blocked Mo Yiming's way and said viciously: "Who are you scolding?" ”

"Good dogs don't get in the way!" Mo Yiming said indifferently.

This sentence made these middle-aged people very angry, and the aura of cultivation burst out at the moment, and said: "People from other tribes dare to be so arrogant, looking for a fight!" ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man immediately raised his fist and was about to wave it at Mo Yiming.

Xiaohu hurriedly said: "Master Taimu, my uncle has always been outspoken, and I ask Master Taimu to accept it." ”

"What are you, scrap wood!" The middle-aged man roared angrily and stretched out his hand to push Xiaohu away. But when his hand was about to touch Xiaohu, he was restrained by a strong force, and when he looked up, his arm was actually held by Mo Yiming.

"Master Taimu, with your attitude, how to teach a good disciple, I think today, I have to teach you a good lesson."

After Mo Yiming finished speaking, his expression changed suddenly, and the palm of his hand subconsciously exerted force, which immediately made the middle-aged man scream in pain.

This scene made these children dumbfounded. They clearly knew that this person named Taimu was cultivating in the sevenfold qi gathering, and he was considered a strong man in this Kamu tribe, but in front of Mo Yiming, he did not have the slightest power to resist.

"It turns out that he is also a monk!" At this moment, another middle-aged man said.

This person was wearing the same clothes as Mo Yiming, but his expression was indifferent, and there was a kind of domineering in his eyes that could not be spoken, and he looked high.

Mo Yiming didn't flinch, he still stood in place, and said coldly: "Get out!" ”

As these two simple words came out of Mo Yiming's mouth, Mo Yiming's sleeves waved, and the violent energy burst out, only to hear a bang, the middle-aged man snorted and flew out directly.

Several other middle-aged people, after seeing this scene, couldn't help but gasp, they subconsciously looked at Mo Yiming, looking at them as curious, as if they knew this very unfamiliar person again, this little tiger's uncle.

They knew at this moment that they were not Mo Yiming's opponents, and the power of cultivation that was emitted before made them clearly know that this person's cultivation was above the eightfold qi gathering, and among this group of people, no one's cultivation was gathering qi eightfold!

Those who know the times are junjie, and these people naturally understand this truth.

Their tone has also changed significantly from before, and the tone of another middle-aged man has changed significantly, and said: "This little brother, there is something wrong with the way our brothers speak today, I hope you will forgive me and let my third brother go." ”

The person who was holding Mo Yiming's arm was still screaming at the moment, and even knelt on the ground in pain.

Mo Yiming wanted to stay in this tribe for a long time, and he didn't want to cause too many disputes, so he said, "Pay attention to your way in the future." ”

Mo Yiming said, let go of the hand holding the middle-aged man, and did not leave his eyes on these people for long, so he took Xiaohu and left directly.

Those who were originally in front of Mo Yiming also subconsciously got out of the way at this moment.

Just a simple wave of the sleeves has completely suppressed these people.

Mo Yiming and Xiaohu are drifting apart, and at this moment, Xiaohu's eyes on Mo Yiming are no longer just like his brother's, but a wave of admiration, even incredible.

Before, he was still wondering if Mo Yiming's cultivation was gathering qi ninefold, and felt that Mo Yiming was bragging, but at this moment, he completely believed it!

His heart was excited, but he didn't know how to express it for a while, and after thinking for a moment, he looked up at Mo Yiming and said, "Brother Yiming, you were extremely powerful just now, I think we will suffer a big loss today." ”

"In the future, there will be a day when Brother Ming will be able to bully you." Mo Yiming smiled lightly.

"Brother Yiming, you don't know, Nagalu is the son of the patriarch, and he showed off his power in the tribe one day, and I usually suffered a lot of his dumb losses."

"There won't be any more in the future."

"However, I will still worry that the patriarch will come to us for trouble, and the patriarch's cultivation is only under the Great Elder and the Great Protector."

"Don't be afraid ......"

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During the chat, Xiaohu suddenly felt that Mo Yiming had a deep sense of concealment, especially in his calm and indifferent eyes, which seemed to contain a kind of power that Xiaohu could not detect.

At the same time, in the midst of that group of people, Garu looked at the middle-aged people with an angry look on his face, and said, "Master Taimu, don't worry, I will tell Aba about this when I go back, and let him clean up this arrogant person." ”

The painful look on Tai Mu's face didn't seem to have completely dissipated, he gritted his teeth and said, "You must teach him a good lesson!" ”

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