In a strange environment, a person always approaches the thing or person that makes him feel at conscious or unintentionally.

Therefore, there was a little girl next to Mu Ming. Even though Mu Ming was on the high platform, the little girl was meditating silently below. While the little girl was practicing, she silently looked at the boy on the high platform with curiosity.

Xiao Yu'er looked at this scene from afar, and her eyes felt dissatisfied. The status of the mountain god made many people awe, especially after many people had seen Mu Ming's methods, but Ulan ignored it, which made her quite helpless.

Some tribe members looked over inadvertently, occasionally looked at Wulan, then looked at Mu Ming, and then nodded silently, looking satisfied.

I have to say that the old woman Miao Feng's granddaughter is very good. For some reason, she asked her granddaughter to come here to intermarry. She probably thought that if He Shan Shen could become a relative of the marriage, it would probably be a good thing. As for the Tianhu tribe, it would probably not be like this.

Ulan was wearing black clothes, her eyes shining brightly, like two spring eyes.

Although Mu Ming closed his eyes and meditated, he could detect the girl watching him.

Although the name pronunciation is the same, it is not the same person after all, so it is inevitable that people will have some imagination. I don’t know what happened to Wu Lan and whether she has returned to the clan. If she remembers correctly, she will become a saint, but it may be a lot of obstacles!

After a long time, Mu Ming slowly stood up, then walked towards the high platform, looked at Ulan, and said, "Is it still accustomed to it?"

The old woman had already left, and she was really relieved. Except for the two days of discomfort, Ulan would come here at the rest of the time, as if she was more at ease.

Xiao Yu'er also fulfilled her duties and kept asking questions, but she did not regard her as a member of the Black Fox clan. After all, she was a peer and didn't have that much thought. However, this Ulan was not only shaking her head and nodding, even when Xiao Yu'er wanted to teach her some witchcraft.

Finally, Ulan wanted to return to Mu Ming. When Xiao Yuer wanted to say something, Ulan spoke up and said, "Grandma told me in the tribe that this is the one I will take care of for the rest of my life, and I can't leave him!"

So Xiao Yuer was stunned, and Ulan's face was also flushed, but she didn't say anything anymore, and then quietly drove down the high platform, but she didn't know these wooden names.

"It's okay! Thank you for your concern!"

Ulan spoke extremely pure language of the gods. During this period, it seemed that he knew that the mountain god did not understand the language here. They all began to learn these divine languages, which is extremely common among the big clans, and the Dongshan tribe was also willing to learn, and seemed to feel that this was not much different from those big clans.

Mu Ming said: "This is the best! Have you learned something from your senior sister these days?"

When Wulan heard this, she hurriedly underground her head and whispered: "Sir, I may not be able to learn it."

Mu Ming naturally knew about Ulan's situation, so he couldn't help but complain again that the old patriarch was a little tricked.

"It's okay, take your time, come, let me see how your physical condition is?"

After saying that, he stretched out his palm and helped Wulan up, who was kneeling. Wulan's face turned slightly red and his little hands trembled, but he still stretched out. Wood name closed his eyes and a thought penetrated into his body. It showed that there was a smell of wood attribute in this person's body, but the power of water attribute was extremely active.

After a while, Ulan asked in a low voice: "Master Shan God, is it water and wood attribute?"

Mu Ming said: "You actually know? Yes, your grandma should have tested it long ago. It is a rare physique and is most useful for witchcraft. Just write down a mark first."

After saying that, Mu Ming's hand move and a elixir fire separated, Mu Ming's face turned pale, but he quickly returned to his original state. Ulan was careful and said, "It's also harmful to Lord Shan God, right?"

Mu Ming opened his eyes and glanced at the person in front of him. He was a little surprised and just shook his head without saying a word.

With a bent finger, a elixir fire fell into the girl's eyebrows.

The girl couldn't help but close her eyes and understand, and Mu Ming was also on the side. At this time, Xiao Yu'er came and said, "Teacher, why don't you say that this flame is extremely important to you? I wouldn't have to know it."

Mu Ming Ran said, "Nothing, this is the foundation for you to become a wizard."

Xiao Yu'er was speechless, but at this moment, Ulan suddenly said: "Don't worry, Lord Shan God, I will definitely become an excellent wizard!"

Mu Minghan said, "Call me from now on. Like Xiao Yu'er, I will be my disciples."

There was a trace of struggle in Ulan's eyes, but she still said respectfully: "Yes, teacher!"

For some reason, Xiao Yu'er felt a little relaxed at this moment, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Junior Sister Wu, why isn't it Miao?"

Wulanze said: "When I spoke out, my mother passed away because of the difficulty of giving birth. My father missed her, so he used her mother's surname!"

Xiao Yu'er whispered: "Sorry!"

Wulan shook her head and was about to say something, the old patriarch appeared, his expression a little solemn.

Mu Ming said: "You will be able to understand when you go back."

"Yes!" The two girls retreated respectfully, and the old patriarch glanced at Ulan with great meaning and said, "A very sensible child!"

As if he didn't hear it, Mu Ming said, "What happened?"

The old clan leader only regained his solemn expression and took out a dark wooden sign. The wooden sign was carved with two strange totems, which seemed to be ancient witch clan characters.

When he saw the wooden name, the old patriarch explained: "The clan emblem of the Baofeng tribe is to gather us together!"

Wood said: "Gather?"

"It should have been an annual session, and it should be two months left. I didn't expect this year to be ahead of schedule. If I guessed correctly, it was related to the holy war!" The old patriarch's tone was a little melancholy.

Mu Ming heard the taste and said, "Are you going to contribute resources?"

The old patriarch shook his head helplessly and said, "Yes, it's a pity. Fortunately, there are enough resources this year!"

"The old patriarch seems to be a little worried?" Mu Ming asked.

The old patriarch smiled and nodded and said, "The mountain god doesn't know anything. If it were the past, everyone would not have had too many battles. But now the mountain god is a newcomer to them, so it is inevitable that they will make things difficult."

But Mu Ming looked thoughtful and said, "What will happen?"

The mountain god showed concern and then said: "There may be troubles of looking for the mountain god. Of course, they will be the only one who can stop the number of people!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Ming said: "This is Wuyou, I'm afraid that the Baofeng tribe will be in trouble."

The old clan leader was even more worried at this time and said, "In the past, the Baofeng tribe wanted to integrate many tribes, but there was no chance. Now that the holy war has begun, there is probably an excuse. Moreover, the alternation of new and old mountain gods in my Dongshan tribe may cause them to have some thoughts."

Upon hearing this, Mu Ming became curious about what the so-called medium-sized tribe is, and he remembered something, and said, "The Old Mountain God said that their tribe only has one divine realm left, and I don't know whether it is true or false?"

"This is of course true. To put it, they are considered unlucky. I heard that they were killed by several young monks from the Dongsheng God Transformation Realm! It's strange that monks from the Dongsheng are really so powerful? It seems that they have set up a large formation! It's so wonderful." The old patriarch sighed, a little thankful, and a little melancholy.

But Mu Ming couldn't help but think of his own use. Could it be them? But the more I think about it, the more I am likely.

"Since there is only one left, then they will not be able to merge with other tribes, otherwise they will suffer backlash. I am worried that they will kill us to establish their authority!" Mu Ming expressed his worries.

However, the old patriarch said: "It is not necessary to kill us. We are their vassals, so they will not attack us openly, but it is possible to use the clan weapon to kill the chicken to warn the monkey."

Mu Mingshen agreed and immediately said, "But before this, I'm afraid he would encourage a few people to be gunmen!"

"This is also what I am most worried about. The annual resource contribution can be achieved for some tribes for a month or two, and this time it has been much ahead of schedule. Many tribes are probably preparing in a hurry, and they are all in a hurry. Maybe there are really a few old people who take risks!"

The old patriarch deserves to have lived for a long time and can see the key at a glance.

Mu Ming was silent for a moment before saying, "What would happen if one of them was killed?"

The old patriarch was startled and then waved his hand and said, "No, it may make other mountain gods afraid, but it's better to be seriously injured. If they are seriously injured, they may suffer the consequences. Our previous situation will also appear on them, and other tribes are eyeing each other."

The old patriarch heard what Mu Ming meant, but he did not object, but felt that it should be so. The tribe should not be too weak, otherwise he would be bullied.

Mu Ming also smiled, and the two looked at each other and felt relieved. However, the old patriarch said, "It's a pity to accept the children of the Black Fox tribe as disciples! It's a bit unruly."

Mu Ming's face turned dark and he said, "The patriarch said he was a child. Could it be that he really asked me to marry her?"

The old patriarch consciously said something wrong and shook his head repeatedly, but said seriously: "Why not in three or two years? Some people in the tribe get married at the age of twelve or thirteen! As for some tribes, getting married at the age of ten is also very common!"

When Mu Ming heard this, his eyes twitched, and he felt a little urge to go wild, but the old patriarch walked away.

It's a sin!

The older he got, the more unreasonable he became. Mu Ming cursed in his heart and then ignored it.
Chapter completed!