Chapter 1705 Who Dares to Touch the Person I Cover? Middle

"Don't talk after that, do whatever I tell you to do!"

Mu Caier followed behind her father with her head bowed, and her father's voice came from ahead.

"It's father!"

She replied softly with some helplessness in her eyes.

Wang Xian hovered on Mu Caier's left shoulder, scanning the surrounding lightly.

"Elder Zhiyuan, hurry up, the worship ceremony of the Nine Gods is about to begin!"

Just as Mu Zhiyuan and Mu Caier walked out of the courtyard, an old man in front looked at them and urged them.

"It's the third elder!"

Mu Zhiyuan immediately quickened his pace respectfully and walked over quickly.

"Zhiyuan, what happened to your daughter yesterday was not serious, and it was serious if not serious. Today, I must apologize to the old Taoist of the Demon God Tribe!"

Mu Zhiyuan and the others walked over, the third elder glanced at Mu Caier, and reminded him.

"It's the third elder, I know, I know!"

Mu Zhiyuan immediately smiled and nodded.

"Well, then let's hurry up!"

The third elder nodded, and the two quickened their pace and walked towards the peak of the Lord of the Nine Gods in the center.

Along the way, all the people in the other nine god peaks walked towards the god peak, the lord of the nine gods.

When a new Lord of the Nine Gods is born, there will be a worship of the Nine Gods.

At that time, the entire Nine Gods Empire, all the powerful and powerful will come to pay homage.

As the boss of the nine tribes, the other tribes naturally did not dare to neglect him.

Especially with the help of the Fire Skylark clan, the current Demon God Tribe is invincible in the Nine Gods Empire.

In the entire Nine Gods Empire, there are 60,000 to 70,000 Dongxu-level powerhouses, which is definitely a very terrifying number.

Mu Caier followed them to a huge square. In front of the square, there was a nine-kilometer-high statue.

Each statue represents the founder of a tribe and the god of the tribe.

In front of the nine statues, there is a seat of God.

The seat of God is 20 meters high, sitting on it can overlook everyone.

In front of the incomparably huge square, many powerhouses from the Nine Gods Empire have already gathered.

All the elders and elders of the nine tribes arrived.

In front of the vast square, tens of thousands of people gathered.

Just like yesterday's gathering of the younger generation, all the other tribes gathered around the Demon God Tribe, trying to make friends with each other.

"Come with me!"

Mu Zhiyuan said to Mu Cai'er with a cold face, and looked at the position of the Demon God Tribe with a dark face.

Mu Caier took a deep breath and followed behind, bowing her head in silence.

"Old Demon Clan, Young Master Demon Young Feather!"

Mu Zhiyuan looked inside the Demon God Tribe, where dozens of people gathered, took a deep breath, and forced a smile on his face.

When he came to the position in front of Mo Shaoyu and Grandpa Mo Shaoyu, he said with a smile on his face.

"Huh? Elder Mu?"

The bearded old man in a black robe looked at Mu Zhiyuan and said calmly.

"Old Mozu, the little girl was a little reckless yesterday and made some jokes, please forgive me, Elder Mozu!"

Mu Zhiyuan bowed and apologized.

"Hehe, it's a bit reckless, it's a joke!"

Before the black-bearded old man could speak, a middle-aged man beside him said coldly.

"Brother Mo, I'm the one who can't teach you well"

"Elder Mu, I, Mo Shaoyu, can't afford to lose this person, bring pets to hurt people, and leave directly in such a rude manner!"

Before Mu Zhiyuan finished speaking, Mo Shaoyu interrupted directly, and said lightly.

He glanced at Mu Caier behind him, and shook his head slightly.

For this fiancée, he was very satisfied at first, but he left directly last night, and a group of people talked about this being his fiancée, which made him very embarrassed.

He, Mo Shaoyu, couldn't afford to lose this person.

As for Mu Cai'er having a powerful pet, no one thought about it.

They are the top young men of the Nine Gods Empire. In the Nine Gods Empire, there are many monster races attached to the mounts of the eighth and ninth ranks of longevity and even half-step longevity.

Who cares about that mysterious pet.

"Mr. Mo Shaoyu, your marriage contract with the little girl"

Mu Zhiyuan's face changed slightly, and he said hastily.

"Let's talk about the marriage contract later!"

The old man with black beard said lightly from the side.

Mu Zhiyuan's face instantly became embarrassing, and Mu Cai'er standing behind him also trembled.

"My little girl's marriage has already been announced, which will make my little girl happy in the future"

Mu Zhiyuan looked at the black-bearded old man and said with an embarrassed expression.

The higher the level, the more they care about face. It has been announced that Mu Caier has a marriage contract with Mo Shaoyu, a tribe of demon gods.

Now that the Demon God Tribe disagrees, this is simply repentance in disguise, and this black spot will follow Mu Caier for the rest of her life.

Even, many families would not marry Mu Caier because of face.

This has had a huge impact in the future.

"Haha, old Jin clan, long time no see!"

However, at this time, the black-bearded old man ignored them and greeted the old man in the golden robe in front of him.

"Bastard, what's the use of you!"

Mu Zhiyuan saw that the demon god tribal elders ignored him, turned his head angrily, and shouted at Mu Caier.

Mu Caier's body trembled, she lowered her head and dared not speak, her eyes instantly turned red.

"Yesterday your pet hurt Miss Mo Mei, let's go!"

Mu Zhiyuan took a deep breath, looked at Mu Cai'er, and then looked coldly at Wang Xian who was floating above his left shoulder.

He took a look and saw Mo Mei following around his parents, and frowned slightly when he saw the elders of various groups gathered around.

But he still walked over bravely.

"Damn it, how could you be my daughter!"

Mu Zhiyuan said angrily, with an embarrassed smile on his face, and walked towards the group of people.

"Miss Momei, I'm really sorry about what happened to my little girl last night!"

Mu Zhiyuan walked over, and said to Mo Mei with an apologetic smile.

"Um?"

Mo Mei was taken aback for a moment, turned her head to look, and smiled when she saw Mu Caier and the mysterious pet floating on her shoulder.

"It's okay, it's recovered!"

Mo Mei shook her head and looked at the mysterious pet.

"Why are you alright, Miss Momei, you see that you still have scars on your palms. You just left without any manners. What a disgrace to our Wood God Tribe!"

However, as soon as Mo Mei's words fell, a young man in the costume of the Mushen tribe was speaking beside him.

That young man was the young man from the Mushen tribe who was with Mo Lingzi and the others yesterday.

"Miss Momei, I have some wood spirit essence here. I didn't bring it with me yesterday. I brought some here for you today. After applying it, it can eliminate the scars!"

The young man smiled, took out a small blue porcelain bottle, and handed it to Mo Mei.

"Thank you, Mr. Mu Qingming!"

Mo Mei hesitated, smiled and nodded.

"It's a trivial matter. It's just a beast that hurts people indiscriminately. Just kill the beast!"

At this time, Mo Lingzi who was standing not far away looked over and said lightly.